Chapter 3: A Song of the End of the World (Seeking Fattening)

"Xiaoya, the game helmet you said last time was a little broken, right? Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Yao Na's flickering eyes looked at Wen Mang from time to time.

Lin Xiaoya didn't know why, and subconsciously replied: "Well, but it can still be used..."

She really wondered why Yao Na was involved in this, but when she saw her eyes, she understood that this girl wanted to fix someone else again.

Sure enough, Wen Mang immediately said when he heard this: "Xiaoya, you wait for me to bring you one." With that, he stood up and walked to the stage.

"Hey, Wen Mang.";;

Lin Xiaoya originally wanted to pull Wen Mang, but was stopped by Yao Na.

"Don't worry, Wen Mang is the lead singer of the school team, he should be able to take off the helmet and send it to you smoothly, you see how you should thank me." After speaking, Yao Na looked at Lin Xiaoya with a smile, with an expression of I help you, how can you thank me.

"Waste is a waste, and I don't look in the mirror to see what I have, and I want to chase our family Xiaoya."

Wen Mang humiliated Dugu in a low voice when he passed by Dugupo's table.

Dugu Po originally just thought he was a child and didn't want to worry about him in general.

As the saying goes, clay figurines have three points of fire, not to mention being provoked three times or twice.

At that moment, Dugu Po also replied unceremoniously: "Your Xiaoya, it's ridiculous, I don't know who killed Lu Lu." ”

"Good! Have the guts..."

"The following song (only love) is given to our classmate Lin Xiaoya, I hope he and she can like it, thank you." After Wen Mang finished speaking, there was sudden applause in the bar.

Then Wen Mang became self-absorbed in his lyrics.

"Wow! This is the lead singer of our school's flying band, Wen Mangye, and I was also a cheerleader for their band at this year's annual meeting. ”

"Yes, I like him too, so handsome! That Lin Xiaoya is so happy. ”

"Yes, I feel that he sings this song better than the original."

Hearing the discussion of some girls not far away, Dugu Po secretly laughed, "Feiwu, I think it's a waste, it's almost the same, the voice sometimes can't keep up with the rhythm, it goes low and high, it looks like it's about to die Yes, there are a few broken sounds in the middle, and the lead singer of the school team is at this level." ”

In his last life, Dugupo's only hobby was music, especially when he was in college, and there were many elective shows that invited him to participate. But at that time, he only wanted to go to the sea to start a business, so he refused one by one, and now I think about it, if I had entered the entertainment industry at the beginning, with my personal musical talent, it should not be difficult to mix, and I would not end up with nothing, and I came to this world sadly.

After Wen Mang's song (only love) was sung, the girls in the audience applauded.

Seeing that everyone was focused on the proprietress, the proprietress smiled and said, "Pass." ”

Wen Mang swept Dugu Po proudly, wanting to hit him, but he didn't expect to find Dugu Po's disdain, which made him angry, and a waste actually looked at him with this kind of eyes, which made him very unhappy, only to see his eyes roll, and then a sinister smile flashed on his face.

Seeing this Dugu Po's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, he knew that it was not good.

"Just now, when I passed by our Dugu Po classmate's desk, he said that he wanted to compete with me to see who could get it." Speaking of this, Wen Mang's eyes looked at Lin Xiaoya with tenderness.

Lin Xiaoya panicked, with so many people here, she was really afraid that Wen Mang would say something embarrassing to her.

"Get this game helmet."

Hearing this, Lin Xiaoya breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, everyone followed Wen Mang's gaze and found Dugu Po in the corner.

"Cut, who else did I say, it turned out to be Dugu Po of the Chinese family, a well-known waste, anyone can bully him." It turned out that there were still a lot of their school classmates in this bar.

Obviously, this Dugu Po is not useless, at least he is still a little famous, isn't it, Dugu Po laughed at himself in his heart.

For a moment, there was a lot of discussion in the hall.

Yao Na used a pair of big eyes to spin around Lin Xiaoya's reckless and Dugu Po.

On the side of the stage, a special Ya sat down, and the proprietress also looked at Dugu Po with a smile, and she had experienced this scene countless times.

Wen Mang was even more provocative and said: "Why don't you come up and show yourself?" ”

The corners of Dugupo's mouth rose, and he drank the wine glass in his hand, then stood up with a calm expression and walked towards the middle of the stage.

This? The girls who were discussing Dugu Po just now were slightly stunned, wondering if this person was stupid, this was obviously a pit dug by Wen Mang and jumping down, obviously they had seen Dugu Po's ugly appearance.

Ruobing shook her head, this person was obviously slapped in the face and became fat, obviously she felt a trace of disgust for people like Dugu Po, which is called pretending to be incapable of it.

Yao Na saw the general meaning from Ruobing's eyes, and said loudly: "Sister Ruobing, seeing that this person is calm and calm, maybe he is a hidden master." ”

Ruobing said lightly: "So it's mysterious." ”

The proprietress blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at Dugu Po carefully.

Dugu is wearing a denim suit, with a pair of ripped jeans, and a pair of old shoes, plus an electronic watch on his wrist, and a long hair that goes past his ears.

Under the attention of everyone, Dugu Po seemed very natural and did not have the slightest nervousness. Just kidding, in my previous life, I gave a speech in front of tens of thousands of employees, and now this scene is nothing.

Wen Mang was stunned for a moment at first, and then smiled gloomily, how could he not know what kind of person Dugu Po was.

"Good luck." Wen Mang said when he returned to his position and said to Dugu Po, completely looking like he was watching a good show.

"Please prepare me a flute and a guitar." Dugu Po said politely to the staff at the bar.

The staff looked at the proprietress and saw that the proprietress nodded slightly.

After a while, the two waiters in the audience brought the flute and guitar very efficiently.

"May I ask you to sing that song?" The staff politely asked Dugu Po.

"Thanks, I don't need an accompaniment." , Besides, this song doesn't even have the original song now, where is the accompaniment, Dugu Po checked the flute in his hand.

This? The people in the hall were full of doubts, and what kind of song was this?

"Woo~~~!"

Just when everyone didn't know what to do, a clear flute sound, from the microphone's amplifier, the flute sound was high and tight, as Dugupo's fingers kept changing, the flute sound kept changing.

For a moment, the hall was unusually quiet, and everyone was unconsciously immersed in the sound of the flute.

Yao Na smiled slightly, her eyes swirling on Dugu Po's body, and she didn't know what she was thinking about when she was ghostly.

A hint of surprise flashed in Ruobing's eyes.

Lin Xiaoya was slightly stunned, this was still Dugu Po in the school, she was a little unexpected.

Those who know a little bit about musical instruments know how difficult it is to transpose the sound so often and not change it.

Wen Mang's face was gloomy and terrifying.

It's been a long time since I've played the flute, otherwise I can make the flute a little higher, Dugu Po doesn't seem to be very satisfied with the current performance.

The proprietress sitting on Ya also listened slightly.

As the flute ended, the guitar sound immediately connected.

The shooting star that can't be held back in the dark and dark, and the scalding is not hurt by being refrigerated a death star. The bitter pursuit is lost in a daze, and it is a pity to be cute and hateful. In the dream of the dream, in the dream of the dream, the dream of not being blown away, the past is like the wind.... A song of Ren Xianqi's world came out in this world.