Chapter 32: Challenging Black Fans

"Thank you."

"Thank you all for the gift."

"Next, I'll sing a song for everyone."

"Ahem~"

Zhang Yang cleared his throat and prepared to sing.

The fans in the live broadcast room were confused.

"~ Didn't you say you wouldn't sing?"

"How can you take revenge?"

"Others ask for money for singing, but you sing for death!"

"Mom, I'm scared~"

"Heh~T!"

"Retreat, retreat."

Zhou Ruoxi also persuaded:

"Husband, why don't we stop singing."

"Don't invite the wolf this big night."

Forehead......

Zhang Yang asked seriously: "Is it hard for me to sing?" ”

Zhou Ruoxi nodded with certainty.

"Okay, then I'll be ugly!"

"That's right...... No, shouldn't you say you won't sing? ”

"Hey~"

"Wife, just prick up your ears and listen."

Zhou Ruoxi hurriedly covered his ears.

While shaking his head, he said, "I don't listen, I don't listen." ”

Zhang Yang smiled slightly.

He began to sing.

It's still the Mercury song.

As the saying goes, where you fall, you lie flat...... No, just stand up there.

The last time I sang this song, I overturned.

This time we must save face.

"Fascinated by your eyes."

"There are traces of the Milky Way."

"Through the gap in time."

"It's still real."

"Draw me to the track."

……

Suddenly, Zhou Ruoxi was stunned.

The cherry spout is O-shaped, and it can be stuffed with eggs.

Looking at Zhang Yang's eyes, they were full of incredulity.

Good!

That's so good!

Magnetic sound.

A calm and powerful singing voice.

With this gentle Mercury song.

It was perfect to the extreme.

It's even better than the original song.

The fans in the live broadcast room were also shocked.

"! Awesome! ”

"Brother Yang, you started the original singing."

"You're lip-synching, aren't you?"

"Probably not, listen carefully, the voice is different from the original singing, and it sounds better than the original singing."

"Damn, don't you know how to sing?"

"Are you pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?"

"No, my ears are pregnant."

"Six-eared macaque, is that you?"

"Hurry up and record, I'm going to play it on a loop."

"It sounds so comfortable, I'm almost asleep."

"Thanks, I'm asleep."

……

A few minutes later.

Zhang Yang finished singing.

The live broadcast room received rave reviews.

Zhou Ruoxi looked surprised.

"Husband, don't you know how to sing?"

"Why did you sing so well just now?"

"Y-You lied to me?"

Zhang Yang smiled.

"Actually, I pretended to be last time."

"I don't pretend this time, I have a showdown."

Zhou Ruoxi pouted.

"Okay, you, even I dare to lie."

"So you've been hiding it all along."

"Tell me honestly, is there anything else you're hiding from me?"

"Speak quickly!"

The words fell, and he directly used a trick monkey to steal peaches.

Zhang Yang hurriedly pouted his ass and dodged the claws.

"Forehead ......"

"Wife, pay attention, it's going live."

"! Forgot! ”

Zhou Ruoxi's shy face was red and his ears were red.

It's just that I usually steal Zhang Yang's peaches.

Forgot it was live.

Fans in the live broadcast room:

"Oh, I'll go, I didn't expect my goddess to be so dirty!"

"What about the ceiling of pure desire? How did you become a filthy girl? ”

"Normal, my girlfriend often catches me."

"I don't believe it, except in the picture above."

"No words."

"Cut, how do you single dogs understand?"

"That's not the point, the point is that Brother Yang can sing."

"Brother Yang, sing it again."

"I'm going to cut it down and use it as a ringtone."

"I want to use it as an alarm clock, and every day I am woken up by Brother Yang's singing, it feels like he is lying next to me, how happy."

"Rotten girl, you're committing nymphomaniac again."

"With this good thing, can you still get your turn?"

"That's it, our brother likes men."

"For Brother Yang, I can attack and accept."

"Brother Yang, don't listen to their nonsense, hurry up and sing."

"Sing a song of the lonely brave."

"I'm going to hear the wind."

"Paper is short and long."

"Ten thousand miles of stars."

……

Fans began to order songs.

The frequency of the barrage refresh is too fast to be seen clearly.

Zhang Yang smiled:

"Since everyone is so enthusiastic, then I'll sing a few more songs."

"Sing until your throat smokes."

"But you have to be of the same opinion."

"I see whichever song appears the most, I'll sing it."

After that, he stared at the barrage.

But when I looked at it, I frowned.

There are some inappropriate sounds in the barrage.

"Zhang Yang garbage!"

"Forcing Lai Lai, stinky SB!"

"Isn't it just a cover? What's there to do. ”

"That is, if you have the ability to create your own, that's called awesome."

"Just him? If he can write a song, I'll eat live. ”

"I wash my hair upside down."

……

Zhou Ruoxi also saw these filthy words.

Needless to say, these people must be black fans.

His grandmother's.

Dare to scold her husband.

There can be no forgiveness.

"You trolls, aren't you idle?"

"My husband is not a professional singer, how can he create."

"I think you are the ones who pick the bones in the eggs and are full of food."

At this time, Zhou Ruoxi became a scolding aunt in seconds.

Pointing at the screen and starting to condemn those black fans.

What a ceiling of pure desire.

What a lady image.

It's not as important as the husband.

The black fans were immediately happy when they saw this.

That's what they want.

To destroy a person, you must first blacken it, and then continue to black.

"Yo Yo Yo, I'm still angry."

"No, it's not good, don't let people say it?"

"If you have the ability, you can come and bite me."

Zhou Ruoxi was about to explode.

If I could, I really wanted to pull those black powders out of my phone and kill them.

At this time, Zhang Yang's face was cold and terrifying.

No matter what those black fans say, it's okay.

But daring to make Zhou Ruoxi angry is absolutely unforgivable.

She is her own reverse scale, and no one can touch it except herself.

"Wife, get out of the way, I'll say a few words."

Zhang Yang stood in front of the screen.

"Listen up, black fans."

"I'm going to improvise a song right now."

"If you sing it, you have to apologize to my wife."

"There are also people who say that they eat and wash their hair upside down, you must fulfill your promises."

Black Fans,

"No problem, don't talk about washing your hair upside down, you can lick your toes."

"If you can create a song, I'll stew myself in an iron pot!"

"If you can't, say you're garbage a hundred times in front of everyone."

Those black fans got carried away.

According to what I know about Zhang Yang, I have never studied music.

And he's a scumbag, let alone writing songs.

Zhang Yang smiled crookedly.

"Okay, I'll accept your challenge."

"Wife, bring the guitar."

Zhou Ruoxi bit her lip.

She whispered: "Husband, if you don't forget it, you will definitely lose." ”

"Don't worry, wife, I have my own measure."

"Okay then."

Zhou Ruoxi had no choice but to do so.

Although he saw Zhang Yang's confident face, he was very worried about him.

Can he do it?