Chapter 224 Dreams Turn Into Lightning! (3)
The wind and smoke are exhausted, and the shadow is fading.
Who told me to be great? Who gave me a love-hate dilemma?
In the end, I was just gutted!
The fantasy world is empty, and the grudges are over.
Abandoning enlightenment and ignorance, the six dusts remain unchanged.
And angry and sad and mad! Human, ghost or monster?
But is there a demon debt?
Call a Buddha, turn back without shore. Kneeling one person as a teacher, life and death have nothing to do.
The real and false world of good and evil. The dust has dissipated indistinctly.
hard to break...
I want this iron rod for what use. What if I have this change.
Still uneasy, still worried.
The golden hoop is on the head, if you want to say it, you will stop...
Chen Xiaobei sang a subtle hoarse voice, which was completely different from his voice. As soon as he opened his mouth, it made people feel astonished!
In the singing, there is just the right vicissitudes of life.
It directly presents a lonely traveler who has no skills but is confused, has no hands and feet, and doesn't know where he is going.
Almost everyone has had such an experience, and they were instantly resonated and integrated into the mood of the song.
I want this iron rod drunk dancer!
I am confused by this change!
Step on Lingxiao and be reckless!
The evil way of the world is dangerous, after all, there is no escape!
This is great!
Call you to ashes!
Towards the end, Chen Xiaobei's tone changed a lot.
Hoarseness turned into high-pitched excitement.
Directly sing a hero who swallows the sky, is arrogant and uninhibited, even the Lingxiao Palace dares to smash, and even the Buddha dares to drink it!
This just proves that those who work tirelessly, break the shackles, and finally succeed with pride.
Once again aroused the heart resonance of the audience.
At the end, the word 'annihilation' has a long aftertaste, and it has a taste of being too cold in high places.
The big bosses sitting at the guest-of-honour table felt the same way.
At the end of the song, people are not scattered.
The entire banquet hall was full of loneliness, so quiet that you could almost hear needles falling.
clap clap-
After about half a minute.
It turned out that Elder Han was the first to applaud, and the sharp-eyed person could even see that his old eyes were slightly moist.
boom--
In the next second, the entire banquet hall burst into applause and exclaimed.
"My God! Mr. Chen's singing is so good to hear the explosion! It's so good to hear tears streaming down your face!"
"I've heard countless cover versions, and Mr. Chen's is the best! It's perfect!"
"What else do you mean by cover? Mr. Chen's voice has already performed this song to the extreme! The original singer is a younger brother!"
"It's so good! Who recorded it just now? I beg for the recording!"
"I'm asking for a recording... I also ask for a broken knee!"
...
Almost all the celebrities present went into a state of madness, like a group of young star-chasing young people madly chasing after Chen Xiaobei.
"Thank you everyone! I can't sing well, so I made everyone laugh."
Chen Xiaobei held the microphone and said calmly.
"Wow... You still can't sing well? I don't read enough books, don't lie to me!"
"Mr. Chen! You are too modest!"
"Excessive modesty is pride!"
...
The crowd was clamoring for a while, and their emotions were extremely high.
"This kid! He's hiding too deep!"
At the guest table, Lan Zhengguo, Murong Tian, and Wu Zhebang exchanged glances and smiled knowingly.
"It's so good! The way Xiaobei sings is really handsome..."
The two daughters, Lan Mengchen and Murong Xiaoyao, were completely fascinated, holding their small chin in their hands, staring at Chen Xiaobei, eyes full of small stars.
"Xiaobei is mighty! Xiaobei's ox fork! It's too long for a brother! Don't envy me! Xiaobei is my brother! Hahaha..."
Wu Junfan was no longer in the mood to be jealous, so he tried his best to applaud Chen Xiaobei, and his slaps became popular.
"I've never been interested in Huan pop songs all my life. I didn't expect that when I'm getting old, I can't guarantee the holidays. From today, I'm a fan of Mr. Chen!"
Han Xiannian grinned, his old face showing a strong excitement.
This understatement is simply the highest evaluation of Chen Xiaobei.
The highest level of letting passers-by turn into fans is nothing more than that!
on the stage.
Chen Xiaobei just smiled lightly, and he was not surprised at all about everything in front of him.
Because it's all under control.
Miaoyinxuandan allows Chen Xiaobei's voice to change at will, allowing him to use the most appropriate tone to interpret the ultimate perfection.
The recently soaring charm value is also a big help, making it easier for others to accept Chen Xiaobei's advantages.
With these two major factors combined, it is logical to have the hot scene in front of you.
off stage.
Ye Liangchen and Dai Yu's heads were almost lowered to their chests.
Every round of applause, every compliment, was like an invisible slap in the face, giving them a slap.
This disgrace makes them want to find a piece of tofu and kill them.
But Chen Xiaobei didn't plan to let them go. Holding the microphone, he said cheerfully, "Young Master Ye Liangchen, didn't you just say that you want Mr. Dai to point me? Please come up, I will accept the teaching humbly. "
"I……"
Ye Liangchen's face turned green, and I spent a long time without saying a complete sentence.
"Mr. Dai, please?" Chen Xiaobei said abusively.
"Mr. Chen, don't make fun of me... Your control over your voice has reached the pinnacle, so it's almost as if you could give me some advice." Dai Yu was not stupid, he just succumbed.
At this moment, Chen Xiaobei has already been hit by everyone on the altar. If he goes up to sing again, isn't that lighting in the toilet and looking for shit?
Hearing this, Chen Xiaobei let go of Dai Yu, turned to Ye Liangchen and said, "Young Master Ye, do you think I can sing well?"
"Okay... You sing very well..." Ye Liangchen said bravely.
My heart is crying, this Chen Xiaobei is so bad!
If you don't know your conscience and say that you don't sing well, you are not well prepared, you will forget your words in stage fright.
For a long time, it was actually to slap the face with all the strength!
Ye Liangchen's biggest wish now is to turn into a bolt of lightning and kill Chen Xiaobei, a bastard who pretends to be pure and tender.
"Haha, thank you Young Master Ye for your compliment! Since you like my show, you must donate a lot after you've had enough to eat!" Chen Xiaobei said with a smile.
"Donate... I will definitely donate..." Ye Liangchen was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood.
He was beaten in the face, and he had to donate money!
What the hell is this?
"Haha! As expected of Young Master Ye! You are indeed generous, you will be the first to donate later! Let everyone see your strong financial resources!" Chen Xiaobei said with a grin.
"it is good……"
Ye Liangchen's face was twisted, as if he heard the sound of broken eggs.
The first donation is equal to the focus of the audience.
If you donate too little, you will be embarrassed. If you donate too much, you will send money to Chen Xiaobei.
At this moment, Ye Liangchen felt as if he had eaten a lump of hot air, which was called depression.
"Okay! Now that all the processes are over, it's time to serve everyone tonight's feast!"
Chen Xiaobei clapped his hands, and Jin Fei at the far end immediately arranged for the waiter to serve the food.
Thank you all for your donations, and I wish you all a happy holiday!