Chapter 169: The Secret Realm's Good Voice

Boom! The third drum sounded, but there was still no phantom falling above the stage, but Li Yiming was covered for a while, his stretched arms fell with it, and his body was like a deflated ball, slowly retracting, slowly precipitating, and gradually curling up together, until his arms hugged his knees, and only his head was still swaying from side to side with his breathing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Boom! Knock knock! Boom! Knock knock! The continuous sound of drums sounded continuously, Li Yiming jumped up, stepped forward, and above the stage in front of him, red phantoms fell like raindrops, and these falling red phantoms were no longer in the shape of arrows, but pure dots.

Fang Shui'er looked at the sky above the stage in surprise, the dense phantoms were not spaced apart, and if you looked closely, it was not traceless, but among these red phantoms, there were also various strange and complex lines......

The previous three single drum sounds gave speed, and when the big drum sounded continuously, the rhythm finally became clear.

General's Order...... Li Yiming was in mid-air, a trace of nostalgia hung on the corner of his mouth, and he finally heard the music he was familiar with. Before the person touched the ground, his right hand had been raised high, drawing a big circle from top to bottom, his toes had just touched the ground, and his body rotated rapidly along the inertia brought up by his right hand.

Seemingly irregularly rotating, every tap of the footsteps is accurately stepping under the falling phantom, with the rotation, Li Yiming's hands are constantly waving around the body, or wearing, or pressing, or teasing, or pushing, a series of movements to see the dazzling others, but the falling phantom and red line did not miss......

The crowd around them was stunned, and if it weren't for the fact that there were several stone statues with hideous expressions standing beside them, they would even think that this was a well-prepared performance.

Fang Shui'er was also stunned, as Li Yiming jumped crisply, flipped, and turned smoothly, her thoughts were unconsciously pulled by Li Yiming, and her original mind was gradually blurred, and only the long white hair that swayed in the red light remained in her eyes. Fang Shui'er is an artist, a world-class artist, but the moment Li Yiming threw herself into dancing, she was shocked, it turned out that someone could really dance like this. Fang Shui'er is a protector, a senior protector, but in the strange and changeable secret realm where no reason can be judged, she lost her mind, and her vigilance and vigilance all turned to focus on the figure on the stage.

Li Yiming forgot, he forgot where he was, forgot where he was, only those rolling dots and zigzag red lines were left in his eyes, he seemed to have returned to the scene of walking into the dance studio for the first time, full of yearning for all the dance moves; It was as if he had walked into the examination room of the graduation exam again, and he knew every movement he would take.

Why? Why can someone connect these actions so perfectly? Small flip, cloud carp, string turnover, barbarian, tiger jump, double flying swallow, Li Yiming will play all the movements he will do, cloud hands, dancing flowers, hot wheels, spinning, cross-wrists, crossing the threshold, Li Yiming did his best to sway his memory.

Li Yiming forgets himself, Li Yiming is full of joy, he has completely reveled in this psychedelic stage, and completely follows the inertia in the dance.

The style of music has changed again, with the red pillar on the silver stick continues to rise, the music that resounds through the sky changes again and again, after the classical dance, Jiaozhou Yangge, there are Yunnan flower drum lights, there are unrestrained Mongolian dances, there are heroic Tibetan dances, there are gentle Dai dances, there are soft Xian dances...... The secret stage of the island in the deep sea has become Li Yiming's personal show, more than ten years of accumulation, as if for the release of this moment, he likes dance, loves dance, but never dared to imagine that dance can be like this......

The crowd around was fascinated, the original hesitation, the original uneasiness all disappeared, and everyone was silent in Li Yiming's performance, his every move, every breath, every turn, every jump, all pulled everyone's minds. These include Fang Shui'er and Yu Runhai.

It's hard to imagine that if you change someone, even if it's a protector, even if it's a holy order, can it be done?

The music stopped, Li Yiming stood quietly in the center of the stage, letting the sweat on his cheeks slide down, letting his head flutter with silver threads, Li Yiming closed his eyes, carefully feeling the afterglow that had not yet dissipated, he was suddenly full of gratitude for everything that happened here, and was satisfied with everything he experienced here......

"Papapa......" enthusiastic applause rang out, but this time it was not only the men in the audience who applauded, but also the surrounding crowd. They really seemed to have forgotten where they were, clapping their hands with obsessive expressions and screaming wildly with their eyes in their eyes.

Especially the men in the audience, almost standing on the sofa, constantly patting the back of the sofa, their mouths were hoarse but full of excited cheers.

Li Yiming still closed his eyes, he was a little reluctant to end, especially when the applause rang out, there was a trace of inexplicable regret in his heart.

The applause lasted for a long time, but the first to wake up was Yu Runhai, Yu Fatman came back to his senses in the crowd, and subconsciously turned his gaze to the silver rod in the distance...... Immediately, Yu Runhai's pupils shrank, and he tightly held the somewhat reddened palm.

"It's not over yet." Bai Ze's voice sounded at the same time, and Li Yiming opened his eyes with surprise and looked at the towering silver rod.

Ninety percent...... At the same time as Li Yiming raised his eyes, the music sounded again......

Li Yiming's eyes were shining, with anticipation in his eyes, he tilted his head unconsciously, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a trace of confidence: The last paragraph, come on, let me see what kind of height you can push me to.

The music goes back to the earliest electronica, with an unusually soft ensemble of electric steel and violin, and the intro sounds quite familiar. Li Yiming closed his eyes again and quietly experienced the music.

After only listening to it for a few seconds, Li Yiming frowned, this music is too familiar......

At the moment when Li Yiming was surprised, the ground on the stage changed again, the ground that was originally like a blue brick floor quickly retracted, turned into a round platform under Li Yiming's feet, and slowly raised Li Yiming, and five red lines lit up on the ground in front of him, and golden dots flashed on the red line......

This...... Li Yiming was puzzled again and opened his eyes in surprise, but after he opened his eyes, he found that there was a familiar but indescribable thing in front of him......

Want me to sing? Li Yiming subconsciously grabbed the suspended golden microphone and looked at the man in the audience with a complicated expression.

The man in the audience who looked exactly like Mr. Kong was obviously enthusiastic, and after colliding with Li Yiming's gaze, he let out a high-pitched shout, encouraging and expectantly waving the silver rod in his hand at Li Yiming at some point......

Before I had time to think about it, the phantom above the stage had already fallen, and this time it was not arrows, not dots, but neatly written Chinese characters......

Karaoke ......

Li Yiming twitched behind his ears, but there was no time left for him to adjust, and the first Chinese character was about to land. Li Yiming took a deep breath, raised the microphone to his mouth, and sang hysterically according to the falling lyrics.

"Dead...... All love...... Not dripping and not exciting...... How deep is the relationship...... Only then is it enough to confess ......"

A loud singing voice pierced the sky, singing the earth-shattering, singing the weeping ghosts and gods, singing the shame of the ancients, singing the shock of the future, singing the retreat of demons and evils, and singing the loss of human and animal voices......

The crowd around the stage who were originally full of anticipation trembled neatly, as if they had experienced the challenge of an ice bucket, and the jaws of the men in the audience trembled slightly, and their jawbones made a soft sound.

Just as he sighed at Li Yiming's dancing before, how can people's body language be so smooth and perfect? After listening to Li Yiming's singing, a question arose in everyone's minds, how can a human voice be so thrilling?

Ugly...... It's indescribably ugly, just one sentence, the pitch, timbre, pitch, and pitch are all the same, this is no longer just out of tune, this is creating, creating a new song...... If that's a song......

"Dead...... All love...... Don't cry until you smile and don't feel happy...... The Destruction of the Universe ...... The heart is still ......."

Even though the singing voice is ancient and modern, Li Yiming has no way out, he wants to walk off the round platform, but he finds that he can't move his legs, he finally knows why the girl was frightened to that extent before, but she never left the Jiugongge.

The second line of the song spread, and the gong-like voice was like a nine-tooth nail rake, scratching hard from the center of the eyebrows to the back of the head, and many people subconsciously took a step back.

This Li Yiming ...... Fang Shui'er's eyes were strange, like the dancing posture of the fairy palace's floating shadows, like the howl of the abyss demon, this transformation was too fast, even after experiencing many secret realms, Fang Shui'er was difficult to adjust for a while.

"Oops!" Fang Shui'er, who was biting her lip, suddenly became alert, and looked at the silver rod in the distance in horror.

Fifty percent......

In just two lines of lyrics, the red column attached to the silver rod dropped from 90 percent to 50 percent...... Nearly half of it was dropped......

Forty-six words, seventy-five notes, not a single one was sung accurately......

Fang Shui'er's eyes showed a hint of hesitation, raised his hand and gently pushed away Chen Quan in front of him, Fang Shui'er took a step, he wanted to replace Li Yiming......

But at this moment, a pretty figure rushed out of the crowd, rushed to the round platform without hesitation, snatched Li Yiming's microphone, and pushed him off the round platform.

It's her?

Looking at the restless figure on the round platform, Fang Shui'er stopped, but her expression was slightly surprised, at such a juncture, it was she who rushed out of the crowd?

This figure who replaced Li Yiming is the girl who was knocked into the pool by the rabbit girl that day, the young model who took Li Yiming's 3 million......

Someone replaces, Fang Shui'er is not in a hurry to make a move, in the secret realm, one more moment of hiding, one more chance, it is always not wrong to observe more, even if this girl sings badly, it will be replaced when the time comes, besides, even if it is ugly, can it be worse than Li Yiming?

(Can I rest for a few days?) It really doesn't seem to be able to turn anymore. ）