Entertainment: From Dragon Sleeve To Superstar

Mu Han didn't play immediately, but said: "I want to prepare less..."

"Of course." He Jiong nodded.

Mu Han sat down on the spot again, with the guzheng on his lap...

Then to the person next to him, Zhang Zifeng ordered: "Record it for me..."

"Uh-huh…"

Zhang Zifeng immediately nodded obediently, took out his phone, and started recording...

Mu Han waved and flicked the strings...

Suddenly, a surging, heroic rhythm came out...

What Mu Han is going to record this time is the same thing that this world doesn't have... Brother Long's most drunken fist.

Long brother in this world, although he has made achievements in movies, is also a big brother.

But there is no music involved. Long Ge has been focusing on being an actor, so he has made his play to the extreme.

Mu Han is now going to change Zuiquan... called Zuiwu! !

That's it.

When this soundtrack is recorded, he will have a drunken dance, which is also a dance, but also a classic ancient dance.

The most important thing is that Mu Han is proficient in various ancient martial arts, and the same is true for Zuiquan. Once this is modified, it is difficult to think of the effect not to be amazing.

And with Mu Han's playing.

The live broadcast room has exploded again.

"God, it's so nice, so nice,...what kind of tune is this, it seems that I have never heard it before, and it is so surging and heroic..."

"Hmm... surging and heroic, hitting people's hearts directly, I can understand it, Kung Fu brothers produce... all of them are men's boutiques, full of masculinity..."

"Woo...I originally planned to go to Bangzi Country to have a surname change operation, but...I want to be a man again..."

"Hah!"

"Hah!"

"Woc, is this saving a man?"

However.

Shocking, this is just the beginning.

As Mu Han’s prelude popped out, he suddenly spoke, playing and singing...

"I'm upside down, like the waves, there are thousands of grievances, I laughed..."

"I lower and I rise, shaking and refusing to pour, the universe knows the best in wine..."

"I never use a knife to make a name in the arena, I don't use a knife..."

"The burden of a daughter, one shoulder... I carry one shoulder, I don't call for grievances or beg for mercy, I never bend down, a good man in the wine..."

"Don't be afraid of being drunk, drunk over the sea and the sky... Don't be afraid of madness, madness, and madness, and drunk while young..."

In the small courtyard of the mushroom house, the friends on the scene were shocked.

In the live broadcast room, the fans exploded.

In the command car.

Wang Zhengyu is crazy!

The muscles on his face were twisted: "One more song after another, my goodness... such a shocking original original song, another song after another..."

He has been unable to express his feelings at this time.

The whole person has long been unable to sit still, stood up and circled in the command car...

In the live broadcast room, fans applauded the sound screen...

"God, amazing, amazing, amazing, Kung Fu brother mighty..."

"Kungfu brother is mighty, Kungfu brother is domineering..."

"MD! Bend, I bend again, take a 360-degree view..."

"MD, Laozi 720 degrees, find out..."

"Husband, I love you... I love you, I love you, I love you... I love you to death, I love you when I die..."

"Go upstairs, my husband is mine..."

"You go upstairs too, my husband is mine..."

As the female fans are jealous, tit for tat.

The entire live broadcast room was made a miasma.

It's almost 5 minutes.

Mu Han's singing stopped, and his guzheng playing slowed down and finished.

The sword returns to the sheath, the mountain returns to the mountain, the water returns to the water...

The people in the small courtyard were still drunk in the heroism just now, and they didn't wake up.

Mu Han stood up, put down the guzheng, and said: "I have to prepare a little bit..."

After speaking, he walked straight to the kitchen.

At this moment, everyone woke up.

His eyes followed Mu Han.

soon.

Mu Han came out of the kitchen.

The corner of Huang Lei's mouth was twitching.

f*ck! Mu Han actually took out the vegetable jar used to marinate the bamboo shoots?

TM, what kind of show operation is this?

The fans in the live broadcast room were stunned in an instant.

"??"

"??"

The painting style of the live broadcast room changed drastically in an instant, and the screen was swiped by question marks one by one.

Occasionally there are several barrage...

"Master of Kung Fu, what is this going to do?"

"What does the Kung Fu master want?"

Among the public's attention.

Mu Han's vegetable pan was cleaned with water.

He Jiong leaned forward with a face of confusion: "Mu Han, if I remember well, your match with Reba this time was a dance, do you remember?"

"Nonsense..." Mu Han looked back at He Jiong, "Aren't I preparing for this?"

The corner of He Jiong's mouth was twitching.

f*ck, talk to me nonsense in front of so many faces, buddy, don't you follow me!

If you hit someone but don't hit your face, you're slapped.

He Jiong couldn’t stand the grievance, and said, “Knowing is better than dancing, but you are playing the guzheng and singing, and now you have washed up the vegetable pot, although I also admit that your song just now is good, and the guzheng is also good. Okay, but what does this have to do with dancing?"

Mu Han is speechless, is it so hard to be a host? He replied: "The emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry..."

"Oh…"

He Jiong's face suddenly turned purple.

and.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

Next to Reba, Zhang Zifeng and Ouyang laughed kindly.

It made the muscles on He Jiong's face shake, which was an embarrassment.

Hurriedly moved away from Mu Han...

This guy can't provoke him, he really doesn't save any face.

It's just that, no matter the people around or the fans in the live broadcast room, almost no one pays attention to He Jiong.

Everyone's eyes were on Mu Han.

At this time, Mu Han cleaned the vegetable jars and brought a few more bottles of white wine. He pours them into the vegetable jars, and 6 bottles of white wine arrived in one breath...

In the live broadcast room.

"Woc...woc, woc...Isn't this going to drink this jar of wine?"

"Ah...this...what kind of operation is this, isn't it dancing, why is it better to drink..."

"F*ck, Kungfu brother can drink this jar of white wine again, this drink is so big, I have to kneel directly..."

Huang Lei at this time blinked his eyelids thoughtfully.

Soon his eyes lit up, what he thought of... Could it be that Mu Han's dance was related to wine?

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