Chapter 401: Singing in the Night

The Stellar Cup celebration performance was not broadcast live, so many people waited for the media to release some news after the celebration was over.

The reporters did not disappoint everyone, especially Jinzhou, who released a "bomb" before the celebration was completely over.

Chu Bo knows how to silence the sound?!

After singing hi, it didn't explode, and it was artificially silenced?!!

The people in Jinzhou who saw the news, a hundred of them didn't believe it, not to mention them, even the Chu family itself didn't believe it. After contacting Chu Yang and getting confirmation, the Chu family looked at Chu Bo with an eye that seemed to see a new world.

"What stimulates you to learn to silence?" Chu Bo was curious.

"Really forced by the concert?" Chu Bo's father touched his chin and guessed all kinds of possibilities. Of course, he also knew about Chu Bo's application for concerts in other continents and was stuck by the cultural bureaus of various continents, but he didn't plan to care.

Chu Bo's grandfather smiled with satisfaction: "It's not bad, my education is still effective." ”

In the old man's opinion, it must be that the ideological education he arranged for Chu Bo has achieved results, and sure enough, it is still his old man who is better at educating children.

As for many Jinzhou fans......

Don't believe it! No way!

I am the No. 1 troll in Dajinzhou, who is ruthless and sends the nickname "bomber", Chu Bo, whose brain is hot and hits a pit, made trouble not long ago, how can he be able to silence himself in such a short time? !

Absolutely misinformation! Rumor!!

Wait until I see the video clip released by the organizer of the Stellar Cup, and the part about Chu Bo and Fang Zhao's performance together has been carefully analyzed by many people. I really haven't found Chu Bo's rough place. That special singing voice will not be a fake Chu Bo.

Jinzhou's fans, some of them believe that Chu Bozhen has transformed with mixed feelings, some are still skeptical, and the rest are ......

Believe it or not! Don't listen, don't listen! The organizer must have processed the video file! The official review has been criticized! My No. 1 troll in Dajinzhou can't just go offline! No compromise!!

No matter what other people think of it, Chu Yang, the agent, is already busy with anticipation, since Chu Bo can control the silence on the stage of the Stellar Cup celebration this time, he will be able to talk about the future bid for the concert.

After the performance that night, there was a short meet-and-greet meeting, where Fang summoned the stars who were invited to the past to get up close and personal with the students and talk.

The students asked a lot of questions, and Fang Zhao only chose some of them to answer, and he would talk to these children more if he could say it, and he couldn't say a word about the army's confidential information. In addition, Fang Zhao found that many students were indeed curious about his ears, and he was not angry, but he did not respond much.

Signing autographs, taking group photos, exchanging contact information with other guests, and when the party was called back to the college dormitory, it was almost midnight.

Fang Zhao asked Nanfeng and the three of them to go back to rest and walked into the dormitory building by themselves. At this point in time, the commercial streets of the Imperial City are very lively and brightly lit, but the interior of the Imperial Art Academy has been much quieter.

When I opened the door of the dormitory, Curly Fur was already guarding the door, flicking her tail and humming and chirping.

Fang Zhao looked at the automatic feeder, the ten kilograms of dog food that had just been put in this morning were already empty.

"Eat so much? Where did all the food go? ”

Fang Zhao was carrying the curly hair, and he couldn't tell that this was a dog that could eat ten kilograms of dog food a day, which was worth a month's worth of other people's food.

He knew that curly hair itself was more special, and these were all due to the "special" factor. But after returning from Buxing, Curly's appetite seems to have grown.

"Did you steal too much food and expand your stomach during the Buxing period?"

Curly hair often steals food during the Buxing period, except in the desert, there are a few times to the beach, I heard the south wind say that curly hair also went into the sea to swim, what to eat, how much to eat, no one knows.

If you can't ask, the dog will just hum.

The game console is still on, Fang Zhao flipped through the game records inside, just now it was still playing, last night playing all night, no one in the dormitory today took care of it, and no one took it out for a walk, it stayed in the dormitory, except for eating, drinking, and Lazar, the rest of the time was all on the game, it looked quite energetic at this time, and it looked like it could play for another night at night.

The game that Fang summoned it to download before,It's all cleared.,Now it's a new level game that has been changed after returning from the port star.,Upgrade to fight monsters.,It's been indulging in it these days.。

Changing into a new dog food, Fang Zhao patted the curly hairy dog's head, "Moderate games are good for the brain, excessive games are mentally retarded, reasonable arrangements, and forgot?" ”

Curly lowered his ears and craned his neck to look away.

Fang Zhao pulled up one of its ears, "Did you hear that?" ”

Curly snorted and chirped, flicking his tail vigorously as if flattering.

"You should be glad you weren't born in the Epoch!"

Fang Zhao wouldn't be serious with a dog, although he knew that Curly's IQ was improving now and he could understand a lot of words, but he wouldn't really treat it with the same standards as treating people.

But there are lessons to be learned. Fang Zhao decided to take Curly Hair out tomorrow to run more, guarding the game console all day long, and the amount of exercise had to keep up.

I ordered a batch of dog food from Muzhou Farm, and I also ordered some at other farms. This little stockpiling at home is really not enough to eat curly hair.

After ordering the dog food and sorting out the notes that he was going to give to Mo Lang tomorrow, Fang Zhao was still thinking when he was lying on the bed: Ten kilograms of dog food a day has not yet sounded, and no matter how much you look at the curly hair, you can eat it. What the hell did I raise?

Fang Zhao had thought about it many times before, but he hadn't figured it out yet.

The world is so big, there are no surprises, that's what you're talking about, right? He can live again, so it seems that it is not a big deal for a puppy to eat ten kilograms a day. I just still have to hide it, it's too scary to say it.

If you don't understand, you won't continue to dwell on it, but Fang Zhao didn't sleep well this night, and he always felt that he heard someone singing in his sleep.

Even after living in the new century for so long, the alertness that was exercised during the extinction period still did not weaken, but the song did not trigger Fang Zhao's brain alarm, so it would not wake up immediately, but Fang Zhao's brain had already begun to analyze the source of this sound in his subconscious.

Why is there a singing voice when you are so close to yourself?

It's within the confines of the dormitory, but there is no second person in the dormitory except himself.

Suddenly opening his eyes and quickly clearing, Fang Zhao took out the gun he usually didn't use and walked out of the room silently.

With his current ear power, he could hear that the voice was outside the room just now, but now it stopped, and outside the room, there was only the movement of Curly Hair playing a game at this time.

The sound of a game console?

No, it's not.

Fang Zhao can still distinguish the audio played by the game or communicator from the sound of talking and singing on the spot.

There were no lights outside, only the light of the game console and the screen, and in the dim room, in the small dormitory, there was only Fang Zhao himself, and Curly Hair, who was playing games.

Fang Zhao reconfirmed that there was no second person in the dormitory. But the sound he heard in his sleep, Fang Zhao didn't think it was his hallucination.

Instead of returning to the room, he blended in with the dark environment inside, his eyes and ears catching everything around him, and any movement could touch his keen nerves, like a hunter in the night, waiting for the next opportunity.

Curly hair is still immersed in the game, wearing a game helmet, when he hits the level boss, he hums for a while and roars for a while, staring at the monster boss on the screen and gritting his teeth, if the monster is real, it probably rushes up and bites.

The moment the customs was cleared, the ceremonial flowers that appeared on the screen bloomed, and at the same time, the song that Fang Zhao heard in his sleep sounded again.

It's a little jerky, it sounds weird, and the pitch is not accurate, but Fang Zhao can recognize it, it's the parlay music in the game, at this time, from the ...... The dog hummed out of his mouth.

The curly hair that has passed another level shakes his head against the game helmet, and the tail is like a windmill, looking at the pride!

Less than ten steps from it.

Fang Zhao: "......"

The psychological shock is a bit big.

The clichΓ© said lazily

See you next year.