Rebirth of the National Male God

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" This explosive singing immediately captured most of the men and women, just in line with their current excitement.

In this way, it was as if Mi Lu was cooperating with him. Instead of letting Jace step down, everyone wanted him to stay longer.

Mi Lu turned her head in disgust to look in Jace's direction, her eyes unconcealed with disdain indifference.

She stood up suddenly, grabbed the collar of the woman who had just sat down with one hand, dragged her to the edge of the stage, and pushed her down unceremoniously.

There was still a solitary dancer in tights on the stage, looking at her with a little surprise. Seeing that Mi Lu was stepping on a rhythmic dance step again, her waist was deliberately opposed to Jace and changed to slow rocking, and she felt like a beautiful snake. , I don't follow the rules at all, I don't know what to do to myself.

As soon as the dancer gritted her teeth, she followed the rhythm of Jace's singing and the beat of the drums, and the dance steps were open and loud.

"No, no, no, go down!"

"It's not of the same grade, but the singers from Ailan are really good!"

"Get off the stage!"

The guests below the big stage roared and started banging the dancers in tights to get off the stage.

That's the right of the guests - if one side is bombed out by the majority of the audience, it means that side loses.

The dancer didn't want to end like this, she suddenly flipped, and after landing successfully, she heard the screams and exclamations of the guests, and then stood up and turned around towards Mi Lu who was coming.

There was a hint of surprise in Mi Lu's eyes, but she still didn't give the dancer a straight face, and she didn't provoke and dance vigorously because of her influence. Instead, she slowly shook her waist and cooperated with the movements of her limbs to suppress the dancer with absolute charm.

Not to mention the dance skills, the control and aura of the two on the stage are not at all grades.

The longer it drags on, the more obvious it becomes.

Mi Lu was like a fish in water, under the pressure of her aura, the dancing girl was like a stranded fish struggling to the death.

If it wasn't for Jace's singing and drumming to keep things in check, they would have lost long ago.

"Look, what are they doing!?"

"It's on the microphone stand, is this a fighting song?"

"Hahahaha! I just said one man and one woman, how can one sing and one dance win or lose, at most a draw, and now the climax is finally here! Oh yeah—!"

Everyone's attention was temporarily attracted by the big stage, and they were all guessing: After seeing the strength of Jace, who will be sent to fight in the jazz bar? If you can't sing as well as Jace, you'll be embarrassed!

After the staff placed the microphone stand and the microphone and stepped off the stage, a figure jumped onto the stage with ease.

The first thing everyone saw was a tall figure dressed up like Mi Lu, with messy hair in the dimness and light, showing a dazzling silver-blue color.

Mi Lu on the stage immediately ignored the dancer, turned around and stepped briskly, almost floating to the person's side.

This action is as if a wild cat who is tired of toys sees its owner and rushes towards it, eager to touch it.

Do feral cats recognize their owners?

Normally not.

A beam of spotlights swept over, making the stage bright for a short time, and the person standing in front of the microphone was exposed to the sight of the guests.

After a brief moment of silence, one second before the last spotlight left, everyone saw the half-squinted person, as if the corners of their mouths were raised, and a meaningful smirk appeared.

It seemed that it was deliberately pinched, and as soon as people saw it, the spotlight disappeared, and the light left a vague but unforgettable shadow in the mind, which made people's hearts and spleen are itchy.

"Ahhhhhh!" The scream broke through a balance point in an instant.

He got out of the booth long ago, ran to the bottom of the stage, and watched Si Huang and the others from a close distance. Hearing the screams that almost broke through his eardrums, he couldn't help thinking: It's really possible to blow up the opponent with a swipe of his face!

This idea was born. A voice that is neither sharp nor thick is transmitted through the condenser microphone. The low voice is like a sharp sword that breaks through all the sound waves, and it penetrates into people's ears instantly and becomes like a feather. Gently stroked the tip of the heart, stimulated the senses of the whole body, caused goose bumps, and even caused a physiological reaction.

What the hell! What the hell! FUCKING-!

A Xiang's eyes widened suddenly, his right hand clutched his left hand tightly, trembling all over.

What kind of sound is that! ?

He had never thought that someone could sing so hard that he couldn't help but want to commit a crime!

A bass came out, there was no explosiveness, and there was no matching music, only a cappella singing.

Just listening to a cappella, makes people feel that the inferior electronic dubbing in the nightclub is not worthy of everyone's singing voice.

The sense of jazz music street shooting, like a low hoarse voice sung into people's soul, every turn has a charming aroma of wine, which will make people deeply intoxicated.

Most of the women who were close to Jace before came to this side, exerting their great potential, squeezing the men away, lying on the edge of the stage, jumping on tiptoe, wishing to hear more clearly , to see the singer's face more clearly.

But the light in the bar seems to be love against them. Unlike Jace, a beam of lights continues to shine, just love swaying around, and occasionally sweeping over Si Huang, people can see her face in awe. The expression - cold, arrogant, with degenerate temptation.

This is the opposite of her singing voice, it seems to be covered with a layer of abstinence, which makes people even more eager to pick it up!

"Oh my god! Listen to what he's singing! The wife is sexy!" The woman's uncontrollable screams could not stop everyone from being attracted by the song, so she used a little reason to listen carefully to the lyrics of the song, but everyone's hearts were reversed. More agitated.

I woke up from the darkness again.

The blazing fire fascinates me.

I see, I see.

She has red lips.

like fire.

Burned my sanity and unleashed the beast in my heart.

Ripped apart my disguise and shattered the balance of my body.

She twisted her soft waist.

like cats.

Walked into my mind and took over all sight.

Who is this she? !

How much I want to be the her in the song, to make this person fascinated by himself, crazy for himself, it is best to be fascinated.

It's just the result, it's them who are really fascinated.

Mi Lu on the stage was one of the fascinated ones. She twisted her waist and stepped on the catwalk, eagerly approaching Si Huang's side, wanting to dance with her, like a sexy sweetheart who approached cautiously and daringly courted.

But Si Huang turned his body aside indifferently, reached out and hit her head, pushing her away for a distance.