Journey to the West: Cultural Invasion from Comics

It’s a song I’ve never heard before.

Unfamiliar lyrics, unfamiliar rhymes.

But this song, Chang’e immediately recognized.

This is Xiaoyu’s voice!

After getting along for thousands of years, only Xiaoyu’s voice, Chang’e will definitely not admit it.

Seeing Chang’e leaving so decisively, the two Daoists felt a pang of disappointment in their hearts, and they were already preparing to leave with bitter faces.

“Wait a minute!”

At this moment, Chang’e stopped them and walked back quickly.

“I bought this phone!”

The two Daotongs were stunned and looked at Chang’e in surprise.

“Fairy, do you really want to buy it?”

“Yes, this is merit, you guys take it.” Chang’e nodded, took out the crystallization representing merit from the storage bag, counted enough quantities, and distributed it to the two.

“Thank you fairy, thank you fairy!”

The two boys got the merit, hurriedly thanked Chang’e, and at the same time explained to her very enthusiastically how to use the mobile phone, and then left together.

Chang’e didn’t have time to pay attention to the two, and as soon as she got her mobile phone, she hurriedly rummaged through the song just now.

Soon she went from the top recommendation of the forum to the page of the night radio.

“You are wrong, I refuse to be right, you do not understand my ignorance, how can the fire of the heart be willing to raise the soup to stop the boil.” You withered and I never wilted, you are tired I dare not get tired, what to warm you a thousand years old…”

The familiar singing voice came out again.

This unique Moon Palace Immortal Singing Method, who can it be if it is not Xiaoyu?

“Miss Moon Rabbit… Your moon my heart?

When she saw the name of this station, Chang’e’s heart trembled, and she suddenly felt the urge to cry.

Xiaoyu still remembered the Moon Palace. Your moon my heart, is this title expressing?

The beautiful melody echoed in her ears, and Chang’e closed her eyes and immersed herself in the world of music. At this moment, the tired body and mind seemed to suddenly relax.

Soon, the song ended.

“This is the end of tonight’s broadcast, thank you for listening, tomorrow at the same time, we will see you…”

Jade Rabbit did not start the next song, but said the closing remarks, and closed the radio booth amid the sound of the barrage blockbuster.

At the same time, the new song was automatically captured in the background, turned into a video, and posted in the ‘historical works section’ of the station.

As soon as the video was sent, the comments below soared to more than three hundred.

Chang’e clicked in curiously.

“Front row confession moon rabbit!”

“The last song “Pulling the Silk Play” is so good!”

“In Miss Moon Rabbit’s song, absolutely can!”

“This song should only be in heaven…”

“Miss Moon Rabbit. Please ask the age geometry. Where does the family live. Married or not? ”

“Great Tang Tianzi, reward ‘sister ten carrots.”

“Cool breeze at night, reward ‘Miss Moon Rabbit’ 10,000 mooncakes.”

“The King of the North Sea Rivers rewarded…”

……

Looking at the countless praise and supportive comments below, Chang’e had mixed feelings for a while.

Xiaoyu is really mortal, she has her own new life, she has finally realized her dream, sang brand new songs, and most importantly, there are so many people who like her and support her.

Chang’e was sincerely happy for Xiaoyu, but at the same time she was inevitably sad.

Xiaoyu has found her new life, which means that she will not come back…

Thanks to the careful explanations of the previous two Daotong, Chang’e has now learned to type.

Looking at the soaring comments, she also immediately wanted to post a comment in it, telling Xiaoyu that she missed her.

However, when Chang’e opened the input box, her fingers suddenly stopped.

She remembered the rebuke she had given to Xiaoyu. At that time, she was ashamed to warn Xiaoyu that she could not have both work and hobbies, and could only choose one or the other. She chose to follow the old ways, locked her loneliness in the Guanghan Palace, and continued to be her Moon Palace fairy.

And Xiao Yu abandoned his high-ranking identity without hesitation and chose to pursue his dreams.

In the end, she succeeded, not only singing her favorite songs, but also gaining tens of thousands of lovers, taking a step back and entering the new world of the sea and sky.

A strong feeling of inferiority rose from the bottom of Chang’e’s heart.

She suddenly found that she was not qualified and did not have the face to disturb Xiaoyu’s life again.

Chang’e finally turned off the input box, sighed faintly, and continued to watch other videos under the radio.

Every song on the night radio, every story told, is automatically saved.

At the moment, there are already seven or eight videos stored in the exhibition area below the station. Chang’e looked over in turn and found that most of them were songs with only sound.

Only one of the videos, the background is still the singing of the jade rabbit, but there is a scene in the picture, a scene of a strange little girl dancing.

The video, titled “Secretary Dance”, has the highest number of clicks and comments of all videos.

However, the lyrics of this song are very strange, full of vernacular, and basically no rhyme.

There is also the little girl in the picture, who is not dancing in the usual sense, strictly speaking, this is not a dance at all.

The cheerful pace, completely unrestricted body movements, all kinds of exaggerated and funny poses, not so much a dance, but a little girl playing with a song.

But miraculously, all the movements are perfectly in tune with the music, and the chaos is neat, and in just a few tens of seconds, the childlike, cute, and cheerful performance of a little girl is vividly displayed.

There is also a barrage that also makes Chang’e dizzy, ‘cute’ she can understand, but what does ‘cute’ mean? What does ‘demonic nature’ mean?

More importantly, why are the comments brushing up on ‘Ah Wei is dead’? Chang’e wondered who this Ah Wei was and why he was cursed to die by so many viewers.

Although there was a lot of puzzlement, Chang’e instinctively set this video to loop.

After watching it three or four times in a row, she seemed to be infected, learning the movements of the little girl in the video and moving.

The dance movements of the secretary dance are actually very simple, even a strong man without a dance foundation can imitate seven seven eight eight, not to mention a professional dancer like Chang’e.

After a while, she became proficient in all the movements in the video, dancing to the cheerful singing of the jade rabbit.

“The student union that everyone looks forward to, turn, turn…”

At first, Chang’e was still a little restrained, but as the magical music continued to be brainwashed, she soon got carried away and jumped up completely.

“…… No matter what problem it is, Love Detective Qianhua will solve it…”

Finally, when she turned around like Secretary Qianhua, she threw out her hat handsomely.

The small cloak circled by, snorted, and smashed on the head of a figure in the distance.

Chang’e froze for a moment, and was immediately shocked, there are actually people watching all the time?!

Standing in the distance at this moment was a woman with a broom, with unkempt hair, a tall figure, an ugly face, and a dirty body, which was one of the most notorious immortals in the Heavenly Court-the broom star.

The broom star was smashed by the hat, but he was indifferent, looking at Chang’e dumbfounded, with an expression of discovering a new continent on his face.

Chang’e was directly petrified on the spot, and when she thought of the shameful action just now, she was all seen, her face was red to the root of her ears, and she couldn’t wait to immediately find a seam to drill into.

If this is spread, her image as a cold fairy in the Heavenly Court will definitely collapse.

Calming down, Chang’e hurriedly wanted to explain the situation. However, when I looked up, there was no figure in the distance. _

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