Chapter 063: Regroup!

In the 72 rooms of the Blue Moon Hotel, all 95 guests are kneeling in the living room, bed, balcony, bathroom and other places, and their eyes are full of mysterious yearning.

After coming back to his senses, the entire Blue Moon Hotel was boiling.

"! Which international symphony orchestra has appeared? ā€

"I'll go! This is Le Xiaotian's "victory". Who's playing? This level is ten times better than him! ā€

"Xiao Wang, hurry up and contact the hotel, I want to have a shared dinner with this orchestra conductor."

One after another, one after another, roared loudly, and they were impressed by Le Xiaotian's super high performance skills!

In the aisles, in the hall, in the garden, in the studio and other places, hundreds of Blue Moon Hotel staff are confused, collective, and sentient beings!

In the lobby of the hotel, a young man knelt forward: "Why are you kneeling and listening to songs?" ā€

More than a dozen staff members replied at the same time: "Why are you kneeling and listening to the song?" ā€

At this time, a waitress screamed, "I forgot to record just now!" ā€

The faces of everyone are miserable, and if this is uploaded to the Internet, it will definitely be worshiped by millions of people. It's a pity that there is no chance now.

However, everyone wanted to lose their temper but couldn't. Because it was too shocking just now, who is in the mood to think about other things?

In the kitchen, the head chef was carrying a kitchen knife with a holy face: "Who wants to kill Xiang Zhenxing Tower with me?!" ā€

Dozens of kitchen workers with kitchen knives, carving knives, spatulas, and pans roared in unison: "Kill to Zhenxing Tower, save Beihai!" ā€

After the roar, a pier raised Jian yƬ: "Commander Qin is in our hotel, let's go, let's go find him." ā€

A chubby cook said with a look of disdain: "He's a bird, my Meimei told me at noon." Mr. Le is now the Supreme Commander, and everyone is under his control! ā€

Aunt Washing the Dishes echoed: "Yes, Teacher Xiaotian is still the commander-in-chief of this combat performance." My child cried and shouted that I must help him get two tickets, and he said that as long as he could see the performance, my daughter-in-law's business would be done. ā€

In the monitoring room, the security captain said solemnly: "Isn't this Teacher Xiaotian's "Victory"? He never sold the rights, and now, how can anyone play his music? ā€

A security guard in his twenties smiled and said, "Captain, you're a layman when I hear you." Anything that gets into the hands of the conductor is his. Composers are a bit of a hair, really powerful conductors, composition is only basic skills, they pay attention to more advanced arrangements. Even if Teacher Xiaotian is unwilling, but other conductors want to use it, he can't do it. Didn't we receive a conductor yesterday? I guess that's how he conducted. ā€

The general manager wearing black frames walked in from outside the door, her voice was very majestic, but very gentle: "Xiao Li, what you said has some truth. Your sense of musicality isn't strong enough, though. The performance just now is more than ten times better than the version on the Internet. However, there are some details that you don't understand. Looking at the whole law, no conductor or orchestra has this style and level. I dare to conclude that this is still a performance conducted by Mr. Xiaotian himself. ā€

On the aisle outside the honeymoon room where Le Xiaotian and Chen Fang lived.

"What? Did Mr. Le just smash things for inspiration? ā€

"yes, artists are crazy. With such a talented person as Mr. Xiaotian, it is impossible for us to keep up with his rhythm. ā€

"I'll go in and ask for an autograph in a while, don't grab it from me."

"Okay, then I'll go to the "Victory" comment area on the Internet for a while, and you will wait for me to watch it for a while?"

"No, I don't. Everyone has a different listening experience just now, and if we brush it together, it will definitely arouse everyone's admiration. ā€

"It's like oh, it's pure music and open-ended chanting with no limits, and everyone's feelings are different."

At this moment, a large number of people poured into the aisle.

There are people in suits, overalls, pajamas, nightdresses, all kinds of people.

It didn't take long for the aisles to burst.

Looking at this situation, someone said: "We went in from the garden outside Teacher Xiaotian's room?" ā€

In an instant, more than 100 people scolded at the same time: "That's Teacher Xiaotian's private space, you dare!" Everybody beat him! ā€

Bang bang bang, a flurry of punches and kicks.

At this time, the general manager of the Blue Moon Hotel said loudly: "Distinguished guests, please respect yourself, I would like to remind you here." If you want to wait, please be quiet, Mr. Xiaotian has a very strict attitude towards music and dance. If something happens to you because you disturb Teacher Xiaotian, we Blue Moon will not be responsible! ā€

Everyone shuddered in unison.

Bi Muyang in the crowd was in a panic in a cold sweat.

The "victory" just now is the repertoire chosen for this battle performance, and is the performance just now Le Xiaotian? If so, what should you do?

Qin Bufan patted him on the shoulder a little wistfully, didn't say anything, just sighed and gave a look.

Fight a yarn, look at the situation, 98% of the performance just now was Le Xiaotian.

And that's definitely a performance technique beyond the limits of mortals, and he will definitely become an extraordinary dancer!

Nephew, give up, Chen Fang is not destined to be a woman you can make up your mind, she is a woman of Le Xiaotian.

If you are reckless, then our whole family will take it. No one is buried when they die!

In the garden of the honeymoon room, lightning and thunder roared in the midst of a violent storm.

After singing, Le Xiaotian knelt down, his face was painful, and his heart was like a knife.

Chen Fang knelt down and took him into his arms: "Don't be depressed, cry if you want to, it's not brittle for men to cry." You have two completely different temperaments that others can hardly have, violence and gentleness, coexist, and only by fusing them can you be invincible! ā€

Le Xiaotian roared in Chen Fang's chest: "Why can't I save her?" Why?! ā€

Chen Fang turned on the comfort mode: "Don't blame yourself anymore, during the battle, sacrifice is inevitable." Moreover, she walked peacefully. She is a good girl, and I am sure that her dancing soul will go to heaven. You tell me? ā€

Le Xiaotian didn't speak, only choked. He was now like a wounded beast licking his wounds.

Hugging tightly in the wind and rain, the two were silent.

"Ahh Chen Fang suddenly sneezed.

Blushing, she said, "Xiaotian, I seem to have a cold, and you can't bear to let me continue to suffer in the storm. Is it crippled? ā€

Le Xiaotian still didn't speak.

However, he now left Chen Fang's embrace, picked her up instead, turned around and walked towards the room.

When he was picked up, Chen Fang breathed a sigh of relief, he should be relieved.

After walking to the bathroom, Chen Fang's heart beat faster. When she thought of the situation when she helped him take a bath before, her whole body was hot and hot.

Now, is he going to take a shower for himself? What to do on your own? Reject or accept?

And just when the 10,000 deer in Chen Fang's heart collided, Le Xiaotian said: "You wash first, I'll go out." ā€

Chen Fang seemed to have an inexplicable sense of loss in her heart: "Oh, what are you going to do?" ā€

Le Xiaotian said as he walked out of the bathroom: "I'm going to play a piece of music for her." ā€