I’m Really Not A Perfect Male God

When Ling Yun said that he was going to sing another song, the people around stopped communicating.

Looking forward to waiting for Ling Yun to sing.

At the same time, they were also curious about what song Ling Yun would sing next.

Everyone knew in their hearts that no matter what song it was, Ling Yun would definitely not let them down.

Kun Kun took out a tape recorder from his almighty suitcase.

The sound fidelity recorded by this tape recorder is very high, almost the same as the real sound.

Before, when Ling Yun was singing, Kun Kun didn't see Ling Yun again, and didn't want Ling Yun's voice to pollute his recorder.

Later, I was shocked by Ling Yun's singing and forgot to record Ling Yun's songs.

Finally, now, Kun Kun suddenly felt that his own tape recorder can store Ling Yun's singing voice, which is the infinite glory of his own tape recorder.

This is its glorious mission!

"If we knew that that day was our last."

"I will never waste time talking about trivia with you."

With just a few sentences, everyone was amazed.

They had never heard the song Ling Yun sang this time!

And from these two lyrics, everyone seemed to see a sad parting scene in their minds.

Unexpected endless repentance.

"The seemingly accidental but inevitable farewell in life."

"No appointment, no one can avoid it."

These two sentences pushed this music to an unprecedented sad scene.

Bring yourself in and look at the person or object you want to catch that you can't catch.

How desperate and helpless.

"For a while, I'll be in a certain deja vu scene."

"At that moment I suddenly felt that you were by my side."

"The past, the present, and the future may not have their boundaries."

"Maybe love can travel through time and reach forever."

At this moment, it seems that the people in the picture have come to a familiar scene.

Pedestrians passing by, seem to be blowing the fragrance of that person in his eyes, as if that person is by your side.

In the past, present and future, there seems to be no connection between the three, and different things will happen at each time node.

If you travel through the past, you can stay by your side forever.

All this seems to have returned to the place where it started, and the protagonist once again entered the familiar scene, replaying everything.

"Wait until the autumn leaves are finally golden."

"Wait until Huafa is quietly green."

"We meet in the old place."

"Wait until people are no longer busy."

"Wait until my heart is not frivolous."

"We meet in the old place."

"Wait until there is only purification left in the memory."

"Wait until the smile does not pretend."

"We meet in the old place."

"Wait until all sorrows are relieved."

"Wait until you understand the impermanence of the world."

"We meet in the old place."

After this series of lyrics came down, it was like a heart-wrenching, four sentences we met together to tell the protagonist’s regrets in full.

When Kun Kun heard such a stunning orgasm part, he couldn't help sighing: "Yes, time will disappear all emotions, just like the golden autumn leaves and the blue flowers in the lyrics. They are all old, what else? Can you not let things go?"

"Then this sentence waits until the person is no longer busy, and waits until the mind is no longer frivolous. This is a sigh for the attitude of life. I regret the arrogance of my youth and the hurt of the person."

"Filter all bad memories and wait until the smile becomes sincere and not adulterated. This is what he yearns for innocence when he is young and tired of the troubles in the world."

"The last paragraph is the finishing touch. He perfectly summarized all the things that happened. When all the sorrows are gone, when we understand the impermanence of the world, we meet again and go for nothing."

Kun Kun gave an explanation for each sentence, using his own perception of the song, simply speaking.

"If I didn't guess wrong, this song is called "No appointment."

Kun Kun concluded that this is a sad story, with a feeling of looking back, that people are no longer there.

Ling Yun shook his head: "The name of this song is called, come as promised."

"Papa." Kun Kun was stunned for a while, and quickly clapped his hands: "Good, good, this name is good!"

"As promised, as promised!"

"The name is more like a finishing touch, which brings a perfect end to this story."

"I have already imagined in my mind the scene where they meet again."

"It feels like the title of this song has completely sublimated the whole song!"

"Yes, I have already made up a touching picture in my mind."

"I am a director. After listening to this song, I think I can make a movie based on this song!"

"Remember to buy the copyright."

"Don't worry, if I shoot, it will definitely be!"

"Papa." At this moment a man walked over from the shadows.

There was a saying that Ling Yun had noticed the man in the corner a long time ago, but he had always pretended not to pay attention.

After all, it is not easy to find a shadowy place under the holographic firelight, he just stayed if he wanted to.

He would come out naturally when he thought of it, and Ling Yun didn't worry that he would be disadvantageous to him.

I did nothing wrong.

At this time, everyone noticed that there was still a person hidden in the shadow. It was not right. To be precise, there was still a person sitting on the bench in the shadow.

Of course, it's normal that they haven't noticed it. Whoever is by the campfire will look at the dark place without problems.

Moreover, they were all busy listening to Ling Yun singing, and there was no time to be distracted.

The man who walked out of the shadow is the man who registered at the competition registration office in the morning.

"Sing well, I like it very much," the man said.

"Oh my god?" Ling Yun put on a surprised expression and said to the middle man in charge of registration: "Why are you still hiding in the shadows? How scary are you!"

The middle man smiled and stretched out his hand to Ling Yun: "Get to know, my name is Hou Chuan"

Ling Yun held it with his backhand. Someone came over and wanted to get to know him. This is a good thing, and this person is still the person in charge of the registration information in the competition.

"Ling Yun."

"Ling Yun, your song is very good. I can't think of it for so many years that I can actually hear a song that is refreshing for me." Hou Chuan said as if he was reminiscing.

"Thank you for your approval, I am actually just a messenger of music." Ling Yun didn't want them to think that this was a song written by Ling Yun.

Although there is no such song in time, Ling Yun feels that he shouldn't ask for credit indiscriminately. This song was not written by Ling Yun, so it was not written by Ling Yun.

"Rebroadcaster? That's a good name, very thoughtful. The music here is actually relatively poor, so it should be spread."

Hou Chuan went on to say: "That is, I have no ability to change the competition items. Otherwise, I will definitely change the competition to singing, so that you can spread music to those who don’t like to listen to songs in the first district. Also fall in love with music."

I don't know if Hou Chuan intentionally or accidentally, he has leaked several important information to everyone.

One is that the event of tomorrow's competition is not music.

The second is that Hou Chuan knows the events of tomorrow's competition, and the events of this competition, according to his words, seem to have not been decided by one person.

Although there are only two pieces of news, these two pieces of news are full of turbulent waves.

It is not a music competition. In that case, many people who are good at music will have no room to play.

If what Hou Chuan said is true, from now on, hundreds of people who signed up would have been eliminated.

There are hundreds of people who are more talented in music, so they signed up, but if there is no music in the exam items, then they have lost their hope of winning the championship.

Ling Yun: "..."

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