nycdaug Chapter 242
Chapter 242
U!!h-u
Looking at a quiet live broadcast room, and the white dew with a confused face.
Zhang Yang fell into self-doubt, is he pretending to be a failure?
Nima!!
Again, you asked so professionally, now answer professionally.
You don’t understand either?
Right now!!
Everyone’s brains are buzzing!
You are really outrageous!
Q: What do you think of the current Chinese style?
I thought it would be a comment, it would blow, at most it would be in DISS!
But!
You step on the horse to directly define what is the Chinese style, and even say that it is impossible to refute it!
Since Xiaomeng, the definition of Huaxia style is very vague!
When you mention the Chinese style, everyone will think of Xiaomeng
But what is the Chinese wind, and what is the Chinese wind?
No one knows and does not dare to say, because they are not qualified enough!
Now Zhang Yang has broken this law and proposed that the Chinese style is “three ancient and three new”
Long!
The live broadcast room finally reacted!
[Groove! ] I’m a big groove for you!! That’s awesome too! Zhang Yang redefines the Chinese style! 】
[I don’t realize it! It seems to be awesome!! 】
[It’s not very awesome, it’s very, very awesome! I studied composition, I asked the teacher how you kneel to watch the live broadcast, and the teacher said, you have to kneel and listen too! 】977
[I am an unknown singer-songwriter, and all the people who can write about Chinese style are crazy tonight, and several of my communication groups have exploded! ] 】
[Let me tell you in this way, Zhang Yang has expanded the scope of songwriting of Huaxia style at once, and there will definitely be more new Huaxia songs emerging in the future! ] 】
[If Xiaomeng created the Chinese style, then Zhang Yang defined the Chinese style and revived the Chinese style! ] 】
【Groove!!】 I realized!! Anyway, just show the bull!! 】
【Nima!! There’s nothing wrong with that, it’s really six! 】
Suddenly time!
A rainbow fart full of screens pops up on the barrage, and the live broadcast instantly becomes a boastful live broadcast room!
Together with looking at Bai Lu’s adoring eyes, Zhang Yang instantly fluttered a little.
This forced of his own!
“Fengyang! Are you singing “Garan Rain” again? ”
Bai Lu looked at Zhang Yang with anticipation on her face, and her eyes were full of expectation!
Boy!!
This “Galan Rain” is also directly used!
Everyone in the live broadcast room also instantly boiled!!
[Bailu Saigao! ] 】(bffi）
[White dew! You deserve to be the mouth of thousands of us! 】
[That’s right! One more song “Garan Rain”, and it will be finished scattering! 】
[Huh! This is obviously “Fireworks Easy to Cold” okay!! 】
Suddenly time!
The storm rose again, and the two sides began to pinch again!
The barrage instantly filled these two names, densely packed and comparable.
At this time, the prelude to “Garan Rain” or “Fireworks Easy to Cold” sounded!
The live broadcast room was instantly quiet!
Live screen
The open hand gently swept over the strings and began to chant in a low voice.
Once again, to everyone.
No!
This time it should be singing a love story from a thousand years ago!
The sound of prosperity, retreating into the empty door, tormented the world.
The dream is cold, a lifetime of tossing, and a few love debts.
As you default. Life and death, etc.
Wither and wait for one circle, another round of annual rings.
This song seems to travel through time and space, transporting everyone to thousands of years ago.
In those war-torn years.
They saw that the general and the woman were parting at Luoyangmen, and they also heard the promises they made to each other. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）
They saw that the woman was sitting on the bluestone slab of the city gate and waiting, guarding the lonely city.
They saw that the woman was cornered and resolutely threw herself into the Garan Temple, and finally died of jade, still believing that the general would return when she died.
They also saw that in front of a lonely tomb on the back mountain of the Garan Ancient Temple, a monk was waiting in solitude!
A promise that makes the two spend their lives waiting.
Outside the Garan Temple, the sound of rain dripping, looking forward to the eternity of the moment they once had together!
“Fireworks are easy to cold and easy to divide”
Sigh about life, but fireworks are generally cold.
After being incomparably brilliant, all that remains is endless pain.
“Fate takes root for us
Garan Temple listens to the sound of rain and hopes for eternity”
End of song!!
Bai Lu cried into tears again, with rain pear blossoms, I see pity!
The surrounding staff also had slightly red eyes, and Sister Wang was also secretly wiping this tear.
There was also a choking sound in the live broadcast room!
[Woohoo! With this new story, it feels even more depressing! 】
[This song cured my disease that I hadn’t cried for years, and now I’m crying!] 】
[Woohoo! I ran out of tissues again, and I didn’t dare to ask my mom for it! 】
[Fortunately, I don’t have to go to work tomorrow, otherwise my eyes will not be swollen! ] 】
【End scattering flowers!!】 Very satisfying tonight!! 】
“I said it all, don’t listen, you still listen! It’s hard now! ”
Zhang Yang complained a little while wiping Bai Lu’s tears with a tissue.
“Woohoo! I will listen, I will listen, I want you to take charge! ”
Bai Lu snatched the tissue in Zhang Yang’s hand and glared at Zhang Yang!
But the red and swollen eyes make people feel not half murderous, but look very cute!
“Good! Good!! All listen to you!! ”
Who called this the girl who made herself cry?
Coax yourself, the main thing is a sense of responsibility!
“Uh-huh, that’s pretty much it!”
At this time, Bai Lu’s emotions slowly calmed down, but her eyes were red like a cute rabbit.
Suddenly, there was an angry rebuke behind him!
“Flamboyant!! What did you do to Xiao Lu and how did you make Xiao Lu cry?!! ”
I don’t know when, Mama Hu stood behind her with a scowl on her face.
Zhang Yang decisively denied the three consecutive times!
“Is there really none? Xiao Lu, don’t cover him up, I’ll decide what I want for you!” ”
Mother Hu didn’t pay attention to Zhang Yang, but looked at Bai Lu.
Bai Lu smiled lightly and said, “Mother Hu, I really don’t, I’m so moved by listening to singing!” ”
“Huh?!! Listen to songs and listen to crying people. How is this possible? ”
Mama Hu expressed great doubts!
Seeing that his mother didn’t believe it, Zhang Yang pointed to the other staff.
“If you don’t believe me, ask them!”
“Hmm!”
The staff all nodded in response!
Mother Hu was dumbfounded!!
Just now she noticed that there were a few girls whose eyes were still red!
Are children crying so easily now?
This is the end of the misunderstanding!
The mother who everyone was expecting was beating, and the rattan stewed pork scene was not staged!
Then the live broadcast ended. The crowd dispersed
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