Entertainment: From Dragon Sleeve To Superstar

Chapter 191: The white chrysanthemum is sent, and it's easy to walk all the way...

I have to say that Ouyang is playing the cello, he is very tall, Fan is full, and she is a little beauty, and she is really eye-catching.

Inside the live broadcast room, fans cheered...

"It's great, it's so good, you deserve to be a cello player..."

"Love, love... Ouyang Na Na Liang blinded my eyes..."

"Ouyang, I love you..."

"Ouyang... more than heart..."

"Emmmm... I am even more worried about my husband... Ouyang this little fairy playing the cello is really amazing..."

"One to say, the Kung Fu master really hangs this time..."

"Yes, a kung fu master loses a game, and the director Wang Zhengyu is so vicious..."

Ouyang Nana’s cello song is "Shang".

With her playing, everyone in the small courtyard of the mushroom house, including the fans in the live broadcast room, calmed down, their emotions were brought in...Uncontrollable sadness came to their hearts...

Anyone who has listened to this piece of music can come to mind that the wording of this piece of music...

"If I die, would you miss me..."

"Your singing is as lonely as a falling butterfly, and the cry of the sea comes from the shell..."

"I stand at the end of reality, looking at this sea of ​​purple flowers..."

"If I lose you, will I miss me..."

"No, I will die with you..."

The sentimental rhythm has caused many people to shed tears...

In the small courtyard of the mushroom house.

Reba, Zhang Zifeng, already crying...

The live room was very quiet, there was no barrage...

Ouyang Na Na's song "Sorrow" is finished.

I was crying in the live broadcast room, and I was swiped by the tearful expression...

In the command car.

Wang Zhengyu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and he was even more sure in his heart. This time Mu Han must also lose. Ouyang Nana played so well...

This cello’s classic "Sorrow" was performed by Ouyang Nana, recreating the classics!

Even Ouyang, when he collected the piano, his face was already full of tears...

She is totally emotional, so she can play so well...

Reba was crying too, rushed up and gave Ouyang a hug...

Zhang Zifeng also rushed up, and the three of them hugged each other, crying and talking...

"Ouyang, it's so good, so successful..."

"Ouyang, you are our pride..."

At this time, Mu Han was also applauding Ouyang from the bottom of his heart.

He admits that Ouyang is really good, at such a young age, a cellist, and his music can be so good, the talent is really against the sky, a rare genius.

It's just that he is a systematic person, with this cheat device, he himself is a killer of various geniuses!

Ouyang, Reba and Zhang Zifeng embraced and exited.

He Jiong sat on the scene and continued to host: "Friends in the live broadcast room, I think you were also touched by Ouyang Nana's "Sorrow"..."

In the live broadcast room.

The barrage flies...

"This piece was originally called "Shang", no wonder it's so sad..."

"Woo... I shed tears after 10 seconds of persistence..."

"TM! Who isn't... ooh... let me be sad for a while, before it gets over..."

He Jiong continued to host: "Sadness is an emotion that makes people very relaxed... After crying, you will feel more relaxed... Of course, we have to put away our emotions now. When we are going to like and score, he is old. By the way, it takes one minute...each person can give up to 10 likes...now start to like..."

The fans in the live broadcast room started to like while crying...

Na Na Ouyang is looking forward to the result...

One minute passed.

He Jiong continued to host: "Well, the time is up, our like channel is closed, everyone will wait a moment, the staff is counting the final results, it will be out soon..."

The same is only about ten seconds.

Huang Lei on the side raised his hand: "I have received the data, and the statistics have come out..."

In an instant, everyone was concentrated on Huang Lei...

Huang Lei said: "The average number of likes, 10 likes! That's a perfect score..."

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

Reba and Zhang Zaifeng cheered.

There was also cheers in the live broadcast room, but later, the barrage that worried Mu Han flew up...

"It's over, it's over, Kung Fu Master is completely cold this time...Where is Ouyang getting full marks..."

"Master of Kung Fu, send the white chrysanthemums, go all the way well..."

"For the Kung Fu master, take a moment of silence..."

"Silent +1..."

"Silence +1, good to go all the way..."

In the command car.

The smile on Wang Zhengyu's face couldn't stop at all.

"Oh yeah, keep it steady, Ouyang won't be sure... a good life, a good life, infinitely good..."

At this time, everyone's eyes turned to Mu Han again.

Mu Han touched his chin, a little speechless, Ouyang turned out to be full marks.

According to the regulations, no matter how well he does it, he can get full marks at most.

However, the full score is also considered a tie, he is not considered a loser, and the goal can also be achieved.

After trying to understand this, a faint smile appeared on Mu Han's face.

This smile, when seen by other people, felt a little horrified in an instant!

The corners of Huang Lei's mouth twitched, his thoughts passed...

"Woc! This guy can still laugh at this time? Isn't this too bloated?"

In the live broadcast room, the fans also exploded.

"Emmmm...you can still laugh, so confident? How can Ouyang get full marks..."

"But... there is a possibility for him. If the kung fu master is also full marks, the two are even tied... after all, the kung fu master got full marks when singing before, maybe this time..."

"This kind of probability is too small. Instrument playing and singing are completely different. It is too difficult. You must know how high the level of Ouyang Nana is. The cello... Performer... It's not just a cat or dog that can be called a random cat or dog. It's a performer."

"In short, I also think that Kung Fu masters are now pretending to be face-saving. In fact, they are already panicked in their hearts..."

"Hmm... yes yes yes, crying is also losing, laughing is also losing, losing the game can not lose face..."

"My mind detector, here and now, the inner activity of the Kung Fu master: woo woo... who will save me, the baby is so flustered..."

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