Entertainment: From Dragon Sleeve To Superstar

In a word from Zhang Zifeng, Mu Han felt a little trembling...

woc!

A song mixed with a girlfriend, and this kind of operation?

At this time, Reba had some, but he beat Xiong's foot.

I hate it, it's too late, she also wanted to go up and kiss Mu Han, but Zhang Zifeng was the first to get it.

annoying! Why not move faster!

Mu Han withdrew.

He Jiong went on stage and continued to host: "Okay, one of Mu Han's songs is over. Next, the fans will rate it. It is the old rule. The maximum is 10 likes... a one-minute countdown. Now the likes start..."

In the live broadcast room, fans clicked like crazy.

In the small courtyard of the mushroom house.

Liu Xianhua was already facing Huang Lei and said, "Mr. Huang, I don't have to wait for the score, I also know that I have lost, Mu Han's song is great..."

"Oh!" Huang Lei sighed, "Mu Han is a pervert. Whoever meets who is unlucky... This guy doesn't know how he grew up. At this young age, he is a master of kung fu and cooks food too. Out of nowhere, now the song is still singing so well... so good, it's so shocking..."

beside.

Mu Han waited for the fans' scoring status, Ouyang Na Na had already trot over with a cup of tea: "Mu Han, come and have tea..."

Reba is Xiaoniaoyiren, sitting next to Mu Han: "Mu Han, I didn't expect you to sing so well, will you teach me to sing in the future?"

One minute passed.

He Jiong continued to host: "Okay, the time for likes is over, the staff is counting data, there will be results soon, let's wait and see..."

Ten seconds later.

Huang Lei raised his hand and said, "The data is out, and Mu Han's average number of likes... is 10 likes!"

While talking, Huang Lei's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

f*ck, average number of likes, 10 likes!

This also means that the tens of millions of fans in the live broadcast room all have 10 likes! !

This situation is really exaggerated, tens of millions!

"Okay, the result is there." He Jiong continued to host: "Mu Han's average number of likes is 10 likes, while Liu Xianhua's average number of likes is 8 likes. The first game... Mu Han wins!"

The live broadcast room was boiling.

"Oye, the Kung Fu master won..."

"It's not an accident. He deserves his name. Liu Xianhua is a professional singer, but the Kung Fu master really sings much better than him..."

"Emmmm... I thought of a question. It seems that Kung Fu Master can become a male guest yearning for life, not because he is a Kung Fu master, but because he is a professional singer, but it hasn't become popular yet. We don’t know..."

"It makes sense, it makes sense, Kung Fu Master sings so well, if you say that this is not a professional singer, it really doesn't make sense..."

"Ahhhhh... I just want to know the name of the song, who can tell me the name of the song, where can I hear it... I have to listen to it a thousand times, and I have never heard it..."

"The same request..."

"The same request..."

"+1..."

"+1..."

In the command car.

Looking at you and watching the feedback from the fans in the live broadcast room, Wang Zhengyu's eyes are getting brighter and brighter. No, I have to have a good talk with Mu Han. He has made this song for Mu Han, and he must find a way to exclusive Sign it, even if it costs a lot of money!

...

He Jiong continued to host this: "Who will play in the next second game?"

In the live broadcast room, it quickly calmed down and began to pay attention to the next game...

Huang Lei and the others are discussing.

Huang Lei looked at Reba, Zhang Zifeng, Ouyang, which of the three said: "Liu Xianhua has finished the match, next, who of you will play?"

Reba, Zhang Zifeng, and Ouyang looked at each other, none of them took the initiative to express their opinions.

They are all a little scared now, Mu Han is too abnormal, hidden too deeply, and he has released such rhetoric before, I really don't know if this guy is an almighty king, and all his talents are very abnormal!

Seeing this situation, Huang Lei could only call his name: "Which...you go, you are the one who has the greatest chance of winning..."

"All right."

Ouyang nodded and took the cello to the court.

In the eyes of outsiders, Ouyang Nana has a unique advantage as a cello player. After all, he can reach the level of a player, which is quite powerful and very authoritative.

However, only Ouyang Na Na had been counseled in her heart, but she knew how profound Mu Han's insights into rhythm were.

When Mu Han played the guitar before, he had already betrayed him deeply.

Those who don’t understand can’t see this, but Ouyang can’t tell...

She can almost foresee that this battle will be defeated, but the game is still to be compared, and she has to show his best level, even if she loses, she can't lose.

Where is Ouyang on the court, sit down, adjust the cello and prepare...

Fans in the live broadcast room, the barrage has been raised, and they are starting to worry about Mu Han...

"Nowhere is Ouyang on the court, the Kung Fu master is afraid that this time he will lose..."

"Hmm... Ouyang is a cello player. He has an advantage, and the instrument is too difficult. If you count it down, there are only a few players in a country. It's definitely not like a professional player. There are so many singers, and they are unpopular in this aspect. Very few people are studying in this aspect..."

"Emmmm...a silent tribute to Kungfu brother..."

"Silent +1..."

"Silent +1..."

In the command car, Wang Zhengyu also smiled at this time.

Will agree to this game, Wang Zhengyu also thought of Ouyang, the cello player.

He absolutely believed that Mu Han would definitely not be able to defeat Ouyang Nana in the field of musical instruments.

That's why they put forward such harsh conditions, as long as Mu Han loses a game, it will be considered a loss.

After Mu Han loses in this game, he will be obedient...

"Hehehe..."

Wang Zhengyu is already humming a song happily now...

"Good life, good life, infinitely good..."

How can Ouyang adjust the cello, shake his long hair, and start playing...

The melodious sound of the piano...

Ouyang Nana's posture also swayed back and forth with the cello, his hair fluttering...

have to say.

At this moment, Ouyang has a noble temperament, exhilarating, and extremely charming...

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