The relationship between Ling Wenxuan and Lian Yunfei has improved, and the big guy can see it. Since they drank together that day, Ling Wenxuan and Lian Yunfei often went out for a walk together or something.

"Hey, let's talk lightly, look, your husband was robbed by Lian Yunfei." Some people ridiculed Nie Qingyan, who usually had a good relationship with Ling Wenxuan.

"Get out, Wenxuan's wife is SSA." Nie scolded lightly.

"Yo, Ningxi, don't you care if your brother is abducted by a man?" Someone ridiculed Xiao Ningxi.

Xiao Ningxi chuckled: "Whatever, if only he was abducted so easily." ”

"Yan Qing, your Xuanxuan and Lian Yunfei went out for a walk again. You're here alone, hahaha. Someone maliciously ridiculed Song Yanqing.

Song Yanqing hid her face and cried.

Ling Wenxuan has been studying in two classes these days, watching both sides. If he wants to break through, he has to do it.

Ling Wenxuan was not just looking at Ling Xian'er and Wen Xunyu, but also other students. Other students also have their own musical ideas, but they are not mature enough, and many of them are only in the initial embryonic state.

In fact, the musical concepts of the students in such a state are easier for Ling Wenxuan to absorb. It's like saying that Ling Xian'er and Wen Xunyu are both **oss-level monsters, and Ling Wenxuan can't brush it. And the other students are all monsters at the level of little monsters, and Ling Wenxuan can brush them.

After brushing the mob and upgrading, you can only farm the boss, and Ling Wenxuan is currently in such a state. Of course, this is just an analogy.

Ling Wenxuan had been gnawing at Wen Xunyu and Ling Xian'er's musical concepts before, and such a concept could also be compared to a difficult book. Ling Wenxuan couldn't even read the words, how could he read them, and absorbing other people's words could be regarded as making his vocabulary more sufficient, and he could read these books.

Ling Wenxuan often communicates with various colleges about musical concepts to better absorb them.

Zhou Xukang's words, and Ling Wenxuan are also ice releases. For his ideas, Ling Wenxuan also absorbed them all.

Studying on Ming Mountain, often having competitions, occasionally having a picnic together, sometimes going down the mountain to play, the relationship between the students has become very harmonious. For such a scene, Wen Xunyu is very happy to see that the enemy is current. It takes everyone to come together.

Now, almost every college can kindly communicate ≈dǐng≈diǎn≈小≈ says, .2∷3.o♀s_(); Talk.

Although classes are divided into two classes, there are actually many classes that are taught together. The longer the time, the better the relationship between these twenty people will naturally become.

Twenty has always been twenty, not twenty-four. The four people who left at the beginning never appeared again. Except for the first time, no one had ever seen them on Ming Mountain again.

Wen Xunyu said what is what, and if he says that he doesn't teach, he doesn't teach. No matter what these people do, they don't have a chance to appear on Mingshan. A person who doesn't even have the perseverance to do this, a person who doesn't even have the courage to go up the mountain to confirm his doubts. What qualifications does a person who has a fluke mentality in his heart have to be his disciple of Wen Xunyu.

"Guys, we're going to take a break today." Wen Xunyu glanced at the twenty young people.

"Rest? Master, where are you going to play this time? Qin Tianfan grinned. The last time everyone was on holiday, Wen Xunyu took everyone to a small river to swim, and they rarely had the opportunity to come into contact with it in the city. This made Qin Tianfan feel particularly interesting, and he liked it very much.

The corners of Wen Xunyu's mouth pulled up: "Go to a very fun place." ”

……

On the Internet, various propaganda about the "King Singer" began to appear.

"It's a visual feast that's no less than a 'pinnacle music showdown.'"

"The most dǐng singer abroad, a singer on an equal footing with Ling Wenxuan, Nie Qingyan and others. How can you miss such a show? ”

"I only know Ling Wenxuan, but I don't know Dai Ran. You guys are completely o. ”

"A man with stronger strength than Ling Wenxuan, Dai Ren! A man whom God favors. ”

"The king of heaven singers. A veritable king-level singer. These dǐng-rated singers you don't know ......"

"Count jù analyze the dǐng singer you don't know."

Countless reports have appeared on the Internet, all about these singers and the show. The evaluation of the show is extremely high, and the gold content is praised to the sky, which is enough to compare with the "peak music showdown" or even surpass it.

The most important news is the borrowing of the music center's song evaluator to evaluate the results. Such a move surprised everyone, and they would not dare to say such a thing without a certain background.

In other words, this show has a foundation.

Yan Lao looked at the computer with a cold look in his eyes: "This group of people was originally preparing for this. It doesn't matter if I take it or not. They will all force the palace in this way. Once the momentum is formed, I have to take it. ”

Yan Lao saw it very clearly, if it was said that the "Heavenly King Singer" was hyped to the same level as the "Peak Music Showdown", plus that group of people was already extraordinary. Equality is certainly secure. At that time, the forced battle will make Yan Lao have to accept it, and he may not know how they will arrange it.

Cao Yuansheng lowered his head slightly: "Old Yan, should we start blocking it." ”

Yan Lao's eyes narrowed and shook his head slightly: "I think so too, but the effect is too small." Since they are determined to build momentum in this way, how much can we stop? Moreover, after all, it is learned by real talent, and you will know if there is one when the show is broadcast. The more we block it, the more it will bounce back when the show airs. Instead, he made wedding dresses for them and helped them publicize. ”

"Then we'll let them do that?" Cao Yuansheng asked.

"Of course not." Yan Lao smiled and shook his head, "We are not dead people, of course this will not work." Watching them act recklessly? Are we really waste? ”

"What about us? Hmm......" Cao Yuansheng's eyes lit up.

"Oh, don't you have a good idea?" Yan Lao smiled.

Cao Yuansheng lowered his eyes: "Draw salary from the bottom of the kettle? ”

Yan Lao laughed: "Not bad." Where is their show held? China! This is our country, and if it's okay in their country, it's a dragon in our land. However, even in their country, not many Chinese go back to watch such programs. It doesn't work out what they want, they still have to come to us. ”

"On this one-third of an acre of land, I can't fight an outsider in the text? Want to do a show on my turf? There are no doors, I want to see, what do you do without a show. Yan Lao's eyes were cold.

Cao Yuansheng diǎn head, that's what he thinks.

"Yuan Sheng, sure enough, you are the most in line with me. Since the beginning, you can think of anything you can think of, and I am most relieved that I will leave my plan to you. Yan Lao looked at Cao Yuansheng and sighed.

Cao Yuansheng laughed and said, "Old Yan, I'm afraid it's Xun Yu who is more in line with you." It was he who was most praised back then, not us. ”

Yan Lao glared: "Don't mention this bastard boy to me, Yan'er went to that broken mountain and still won't come back to me." It's all because of this kid! ”

Cao Yuansheng chuckled, I'm afraid, you're happy in your heart...... (To be continued.) )