Chapter Ninety-Seven: Frightened!
Xiao Yufeng glanced at the audience below with a smile, his eyes deliberately avoided her gaze, although he had a good impression of Tuoba Yuxin, but it was just appreciation, he had always regarded this lovely girl as his sister. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"Life is like a dream, friends are like fog...."Tuoba Yuxin sang very highly, looking at Xiao Yufeng next to her, she patted Xiao Yufeng's sleeve, and raised her left hand slightly.
Xiao Yufeng shrugged his shoulders and continued to sing: "It's hard to know the heart, after several storms, for me not to take half a step back!"
He sang casually, without using any skills related to singing, let alone mobilizing the power of singing within the sea of knowledge, just like an ordinary singing lover.
The two of them said one sentence after another, although there was no vision or artistic conception of the song, but the audience still listened with relish, and the effect of singing reached the first level of pleasantness.
"..... live in your heart, and being apart is like spending time together. In the end, the two sang this song in chorus, Tuoba Yuxin didn't look at Xiao Yufeng, but looked at the black crowd below, her dark eyes were rolling around, and no one knew what she was thinking at this time.
Papapapa, the scene resounded with warm applause, and Muto Yi also applauded and asked, "A very nice song." I wonder what the name of this song is?"
She had heard many songs, but this was the first time she had heard the song Tuoba Yuxin sang today.
"Let's spend it together!" Tuoba Yuxin said, she had just listened to this song for a short time, and she knew that it was Xiao Yufeng the day before yesterday, and people who didn't particularly pay attention to Xiao Yufeng didn't know that such a song appeared at all.
"Spend it together?" Fuji Yi meditated in her heart, there were tens of millions of Song Dao cultivators in the entire Hualong Kingdom, and the songs were calculated in hundreds of millions, it was impossible for her to hear every song.
As if seeing Muto Yi's doubts, Tuoba Yuxin pulled Xiao Yufeng over and said in a loud voice: "You must not have heard of this song, because it only appeared before yesterday to spend this song together." ”
Muto Yi suddenly realized that it takes time for new songs to ferment before they can bloom with a glimmer of brilliance, and more often they are obscure and disappear in the sea of songs, unless the songs sung by singers and above are very classic songs, and it is difficult for them to be known to the public.
It is difficult for a singer's song to attract the attention of the audience if it is not vigorously promoted.
Wang Qingxu is a talented person in singing, and he can reach the level of a singer at the age of twenty-five or sixteen, which is inseparable from the support of the singing association, and every singer will be controlled by the singing association, which is also the reason why Wang Qingxu vigorously befriended Liu Yulin.
"No, it is sung by Xiao Yufeng in front of you, produced by Yufeng, it must be a high-quality product, everyone remember to support it a lot!" Tuoba Yuxin worked hard to promote Xiao Yufeng's song at the scene.
"Yes, you can't listen to anyone's song, but you must listen to the song of the wind. ”
"Yufeng is the pride of our first middle school, and we have to support this point alone, not to mention that Yufeng also sang a heart-level song for us. ”
"I've downloaded it, and I'm a man of action on Sounds of Nature, haha, good news for everyone, there are a few other songs on it. ”
Many people directly boarded their light brains, and immediately searched for this song together, and directly supported it with actions, they didn't listen to it, and directly downloaded all the songs under Xiao Yufeng's name.
Looking at the enthusiastic crowd below, Xiao Yufeng was not surprised, the songs of the heart level are not sung in vain, if they don't even have this effect, then they will be blind to the name of the heart level singing.
Bu Wenjing's face was full of moisture, and she looked at Xiao Yufeng who was standing there quietly, her mood was extremely excited at this time, it was worthy of the spiritual idol I decided to follow for a lifetime, it was really amazing.
When Xiao Yufeng challenged No. 1 Middle School in the elite middle school, she stood up hard, and turned the tide, showing her good strength in the piano, chess, song and other fields, she already admired this boy very much, and now she sang a heart-level song at the level of a bachelor of song, which made her very excited.
Looking at the camera in front of her, she clenched her fists tightly, the wind is so powerful, I should let more people know about him, his prestige should resound throughout the Hualong Kingdom.
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In a splendid mansion in the Hualong Kingdom, there is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy lying on the bed, drinking juice leisurely, constantly flipping through the status of several public accounts he cares about.
"A new interpretation of kendo, the birth of a legend. "An article fell into view, a new interpretation of kendo?
Oh, it was written by Brother Zhao, I want to see what new commentary he has on kendo.
With curiosity, he opened this article, and after reading it, there was a trace of disdain on his face: "What kind of new solution is my Dao, an immature kendo theory, and the birth of a legend, Brother Zhao is really too exaggerated, is it necessary to praise this novel like this?"
Although the young man admired Zhao Qiyu's swordsmanship very much, and had learned a few tricks from Zhao Qiyu, he sneered at his words, legendary? is comparable to the legend of the Great Dragon Martial Emperor? Haha, what a joke, I can laugh at this joke for a second!
Great Dragon Martial Emperor, the entire Wansheng Continent has only come out with such a peerless figure in the past 10,000 years.
"Kendo Dominance, I want to see how amazing this novel is!"
With the psychology of finding faults, he began to enter the starting network to read the kendo.
Well, at first he was disdainful, and then he jumped up, sat upright, and began to read the novel seriously.
His fingers tapped lightly on the table, and there was still a hint of immaturity on his face, but at this time, it gave people a sense of solemnity.
"There's a force in my body that's being born, what is it?" At this time, there was a deep doubt in his mind, and he could feel a faint but incomparably pure force wriggling in his body.
Ziz, bell, his bones all over his body seemed to be wriggling and moving, and every now and then there was a tooth-aching cracking sound, and his face was slightly distorted from the pain.
", what's going on!" Zhang Xuanling wanted to cry without tears at this time, his heart was so tired, he was reading a novel in a good manner, why did he still suffer from this kind of inhuman torture, it really cost his life.
Blood began to spill from his lips, and his teeth creaked, but he didn't scream, and a hint of condensation flashed in his pupils.
"The sword intent is coming, and all laws are inviolable. He recited a sword language in his mind, and at the same time danced the sword technique, immersing himself in the sword technique, ignoring the changes in his body.
For an hour, two hours, he put all his energy into the sea of knowledge, ignoring the changes that are happening in his body at the moment, he hurts and he hurts, I have my own rules.
After practicing ninety-nine swordsmanship over and over again in his mind, he loosened his consciousness and began to pay attention to his changes, at this time the pain had disappeared, and his whole body was filled with explosive power.
"I'll go, what the hell is this!" As soon as he looked at himself, his whole body was dumbfounded, his whole body trembled, and he was frightened.