Entertainment: Please be human, we are black fans

Right everyone.

They all thought that Leng Chao’s “Sleeping Dragon Song” had already finished singing.

Leng Chao’s voice sounded again.

Only this time.

There is no more excitement in front of it.

Even the tune is much flatter.

“The way of heaven is always easy, and luck is difficult to find…”

“Success or failure lies in the strategy of people, and a promise is loyal…”

“A husband should be good when he is alive…”

“Sow peace for the people…”

“Go back and go to my long-cherished wish…”

“I still work as a remnant for the rest of my life…”

“Clear breeze and bright moon into your arms…”

“Ape crane listen to me and stroke the piano…”

Shallow low singing, accompanied by the sound of the forest wind.

Leng Chao’s singing voice carries an indescribable helplessness and sadness.

It is a strong contrast with the hesitation and ambition when he came out of the mountain in front.

It is like the eleven years when Zhuge Chengxiang independently supported Shu Han.

Exhausted, dedicated.

As the saying goes, Yinuo is loyal.

Can success or failure be in people’s schemes?

Don’t you know that “the way of heaven is always easy, and luck is difficult to find”!!

However, if the way of heaven is not with people, will it be rotten and let it go?

No, no, no!

The husband should be promising, sow peace for the people!!

Magnificent!

I, Prime Minister Zhuge Cheng!

Pathos!

I, Prime Minister Zhuge Cheng!

“Brothers, I’m numb!”

“Oh my God, I’m afraid this is not a god singing, right?”

“Really, the first time I heard this kind of song, I was completely gone.”

“The lyrics are perfect, the artistic conception is perfect, and the singing is even more extreme, it is simply a divine comedy.”

“Let’s just say, Leng Chao really didn’t cross over from ancient times?”

“How did he write this ancient lyrics?”

“Crossing a hair!”

“You forgot, he studied Chinese in college!”

“Lying groove, can you really be so awesome when you learn Chinese?!”

“Is there a Chinese learner, come out and help us popularize science.”

The live broadcast room that was still silent just now.

Instantly, like a blowout, the barrage rolled non-stop.

There is not even a gap in the live broadcast room.

Originally.

The vast majority of netizens.

It’s the first time I’ve heard this ancient folk song style.

Directly shocking.

When listening to songs, I can’t wait to fill my ears for fear of missing any syllable.

Where can I still care about sending a barrage.

“Brothers, what’s going on when you suddenly want to cry~?”

“I’ve heard the crying. Cry. JPG”

“Yesterday evening, I just finished watching the tenth time of the Three Kingdoms, I heard this song and cried to death, my prime minister.”

“The rain fell in the valley above, the autumn wind was five zhangyuan, and I stayed in Bengbu.”

“Leng Chao’s song, how much anger is in the front, how sad it is in the back.”

“Just like my prime minister’s life.”

“Oh, Yu Nian is still a Mu people, but unfortunately, Nanyang Caolu has never waited for his beautiful young man.”

“Although Kong Ming has won his master, he will not be able to whimper at the right time.”

“Twenty-seven years old out of the mountains, fifty-four years old stars fell five jogahara. It’s really half of my prime minister’s life, I just cry like a dog. ”

“Yoyo Cangtian, why is it thinner than my prime minister?!”

For thousands of years.

Countless literary works are reprocessed and sung.

It has long made the life and deeds of Prime Minister Zhuge deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Not to mention.

Among the netizens, there are still many who are fascinated.

Now.

Hear Leng Chao’s extremely special “Crouching Dragon Song”.

Many people directly froze in Bengbu, and instantly burst into tears.

“Prime Minister~”

“My Prime Minister!!”

Just when everyone is emo overwhelmed.

Somehow.

The abnormality in the live broadcast room suddenly appeared, and there was a loud cry.

“What’s going on?”

“Who was howling just now? Crying worse than me. ”

“Shouldn’t it be a guest who cried?”

“It shouldn’t be, the guests are all on camera, no one is crying.” ”

“It seems to be an off-camera voice.”

Netizens speculated at the same time.

The guests at the scene were also taken aback.

Quickly look in the direction of the howl.

This look doesn’t matter, it’s scary to see.

I saw the crowd and fans watching.

Many people are secretly wiping their eyes with tissues.

And standing at the front of the crowd.

It was an old man wearing a short-sleeved shirt.

He who was snot and tears was crying there.

“Hurry, hurry up and give a shot over.” (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

“Go over one more person and interview this uncle for a few words.”

Leng Chao’s song actually made the onlookers cry?

Qin Zhou was immediately keenly perceived.

If this shot is caught.

It will definitely add another bursting point to the show.

So he quickly instructed the staff.

“Huh.”

The staff immediately cut a camera position and aimed at the mountain road when they came.

The crowd of onlookers who have been outside the camera just now.

Instantly poured into the shot.

“Groove!”

“Startle Lao Tzu.”

“When were there so many people on the mountain?”

“I remember when Leng Chao climbed the mountain, there was no one at all.”

“It must be tourists or local fans.”

“I’ll go, they’re too happy, they can see A Chao up close.”

“Jealousy has made me unrecognizable. .JPG angry”

“However, that old man cried so fiercely, it was…”

Netizens suddenly saw people in the middle of the mountain.

From the initial surprise, it actually turned into envy.

Seeing the crying old man again, I couldn’t help but be curious.

“This uncle, how are you…”

The staff in charge of the interview walked up to the old man.

Intimately handed over a few tissues.

Just as he was about to ask two sentences, the whole person was stunned, “.~ Huang, Huang, Teacher Huang Jing?!” How, how are you?! ”

What the?!

Teacher Huang Jing?!

Qin Zhou and the guests were stunned when they heard this.

Onlookers may not know.

But the music industry mixes people.

There are basically few people who don’t know Huang Jing.

He is the lyricist of the Chun Dynasty and the Gyeongguo Grand Ceremony.

Now although older.

I don’t write much.

But every year there is a spring evening and a celebration of the national ceremony.

Then he still has to be asked to give creativity and control.

But how could he be here?

Qin Zhou was a little incredulous and hurriedly stepped forward a few steps and took a closer look.

Boy.

Is it really Huang Jing!!!

“Ouch, I said Mr. Huang.”

“What wind is blowing you here?”

Qin Zhou immediately greeted him with a smile.

Elder Huang cried.

This is a heavenly hit.

Today’s show.

This is to fly!!!

“Young man, the song you just sang…”

Behold.

After Teacher Huang Jing blew his nose, he didn’t have time to wipe his hands (good money).

He also ignored Qin Zhou.

Directly rushed at Leng Chao and passed, “Who wrote the song you just had?” ”

Qin Zhou: “…”

Your old man treats me like air.

“Teacher Huang, I wrote this song.”

For Huang Jingqi people.

Leng Chao has also heard of it.

The status among lyricists can be regarded as the existence of a handle.

Compared with the status of Pan Wanshan, the judge of “The King of Love Songs”, it is higher.

Otherwise.

He will not be present every year in the Spring Festival and the celebration ceremony.

“You, you wrote it?!”

The old man stared at Leng Chao in disbelief.

I couldn’t believe it at all.

Such a song with depth.

It turned out to be from the hands of a young man who looked like a student doll.

“Lao Huang, this song is called “Wolong Yin”.”

“It was indeed written by this Leng Chao little brother.”

Tan Yonglin and Huang Jing are about the same age.

The two have a good personal relationship.

When acquaintances meet, they naturally speak quite casually.

At this moment, Huang Jing was completely stunned.