Chapter 539: He Has a Dual Personality (40)

On stage, the familiar accompaniment has sounded.

The doctor stood on one foot and placed his right foot on the top of his left foot to maintain his balance.

This small mountain is very high, and once you fall down, you will either die or be crippled.

He's a doctor, he knows it all too well.

Doctors don't dare to take the risk.

As the accompaniment sounded, the doctor cleared his throat and began to sing along with the accompaniment.

"Who Brings the Call of the Ancients"

"Who left behind the millennium of anticipation"

……

"That is, Qing, Tibet, Gao~~~~ Yuan-"

As the last elongated tone was over, the doctor's face was pale, sweating, and his whole body was shaky.

The aftermath of the accompaniment dissipated, the small mountain gradually retracted, and the stage changed back to its original appearance.

The doctor bent over, gasping for breath, and slowed down for a long time before stepping off the stage.

Raise your eyes and look into the air.

[Ding!] ]

[The judges are scoring the No. 2 guest, please wait~]

The doctor breathed a sigh of relief and sat back in his seat, waiting for the score to be announced.

The doctor was incomplete, but his courage was commendable, and he sang this song on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

The other 5 guests, who had been ear-filled with the magic sound, looked at the doctor strangely.

The painter asked, "Why do you sing about the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau?" ”

It's so difficult!

The doctor slowed down and said calmly: "Sing some difficult songs, maybe you can score high." ”

Artist: .........

But you're not perfect!!

He couldn't help but ask, "How are you feeling?" ”

The doctor thought for a moment and said, "I think the singing is pretty good, but there are a few places where I run a little bit out of tune to keep the balance." ”

Artist: ......!

A little?

Draw a hand.

Another one, I don't want you to think, I want me to feel the series.

After a while, a number slowly appeared in the air.

8

"Another 8?" The writer touched his chin and stared at the red numbers in the air.

The other guests were only surprised for a moment, and then they assumed that it was a coincidence.

The owner's room at the other end.

The tyrant lifted his eyes, and looked at Yun Chu with dark and dark eyes.

He didn't speak, and Yun Chu didn't speak, glaring back.

The eyes are colder than the other.

The tyrant was slightly stunned.

He was slightly stunned, then stood up and walked unhurriedly in front of Yun Chu.

The young man's fingertips slowly fell with an extremely cold temperature, clasping the armrest of the throne.

His eyes were staring straight at Yun Chu.

Yun Chu didn't avoid his gaze and greeted him.

In the room, the black shadow cast by the young man's long body made half of Yun Chu's body bathe in shadows.

The eyes are in the light, and the eyelashes are like a faint layer of gold powder.

Youth microton.

The next moment, he bent down, his thin lips approaching, covering one eye.

The eyelashes were pressed and a little itchy, and Yun Chu subconsciously closed his eyes.

The lips pasted by the other party were like a piece of cool jade that had been refrigerated for a long time, and a faint chill seeped into the skin.

I didn't stay long, I just stuck it for a while, and then I went back.

The man lowered his eyes, and his dark eyes were like a deep well with no bottom in sight.

Only one ambiguous sentence remains.

"That's what he wants to do?" The young man's eyebrows frowned, and his tone was a little stubborn and disgusting, "It's nothing special. ”

The tyrant got up and left casually, and there was a faint residual warmth in the corners of his thin and cold lips.

When he turned his back, he suddenly stopped, and for some reason, he suddenly had an urge.

The tip of his tongue licked the corner of his lips.

There was a pause.

He lowered his eyelids.

It's nothing, it's not special.

Rain on someone's parade.

On the other side, Yun Chu glanced at the little demon with a strange expression.

Is the dual personality so split?

She was a little unaccustomed to this.

This tyrant has a rather strange temper.