People in Douluo, I am Ezreal

The thunderous applause continued, the atmosphere continued to rise, the air gradually became dry and hot, and a fine line of fragrant sweat slid down the forehead of the seven girls with sugar water.

"Thank you for your support!" Shui Yue'er smiled broadly and spread her hands enthusiastically.

Although dancing is a practice for making money, they really love dancing and prepare carefully for every performance and rehearse it long in advance.

"Ice Goddess!"

I don't know who was shouting in the audience, and the entire venue was once again noisy. A large number of roses were thrown on the stage, and even more expensive champagne was sprayed directly.

Xue Wu curled her lips: "Captain, you are so popular. The six of us are all your foils."

"When will I have so many ardent fans?" Shui Yue'er pouted her mouth and was very appreciative.

"Okay, don't be jealous, we are a team." Shui Bing'er said less.

"Ice goddess, whip me!"

Someone in the audience shouted loudly again.

After each performance by Tang Shui Troupe, one lucky audience member will be selected and given an autograph.

"Pump me, whip me!"

"I am a noble, what are you commoners fighting for?"

"Aren't you nobles? You don't rely on my Chamber of Commerce to help you make money!"

"I'm the Soul King, you guys, who the hell is this little yellow guy?"

"Nima? This yellow hair?"

"Damn it, where did the yellow hair come from!"

"Huang Mao must die a good death!"

Rules are meant to be broken, and lucky draws are the most boring, because the protagonist often likes to take the initiative.

Tang Shuiduan had a look of astonishment on his face. He hadn't whipped anyone yet, so why did this little yellow-haired guy come running up to him?

Although but...

"So handsome!" Shui Yue'er's eyes were shining with gold, and her face was full of nymphomaniacs. "Are you running up here to get my autograph?"

"Sorry, it's not you." Ezreal strode forward, "Bing'er, um, isn't it too early to call you Bing'er? Your dance is so beautiful, can you sign your autograph for me? Of course, I I can also sign it for you."

Shui Binger:???

She was very confused now. This person suddenly ran up to her, opened her mouth to say Bing'er, and then said he could give me an autograph. It was hard to hold back.

"What a narcissistic Huang Mao." Xue Wu was a little disgusted. We have seen too many such narcissists. Most nobles have this bad character and are extremely self-righteous.

"I'm my sister's fan again." Shui Yue'er was unhappy, pouting her cute cheeks, and asked angrily: "You're still signing autographs, can you, a boy, know how to dance?"

"Of course, there were thirty-seven mistakes in your dance just now, namely the twenty-fourth second, the fifty-sixth second, the first..." Ezreal talked eloquently, "Actually, only Bing'er danced is perfect, but you have the most mistakes.”

Shui Yue'er:......

It's so embarrassing. All the mistakes in the dance were picked out. Doesn't this reveal that you are fishing in troubled waters during dance practice?

"Okay, Qi Yatou, I asked you why I couldn't keep up with the rhythm just now. It turns out that you led me astray." Xuewu suddenly realized, "You must not practice dancing seriously."

"How can I not." Shui Yue'er playfully stuck out her sweet tongue, and then said in surprise: "You are a boy, but you can actually dance?"

"I am a dance master." Ezreal pointed at himself, full of confidence, "I am also proficient in piano, sculpture, painting, singing, chess, and calligraphy."

"Really or not?"

Tang Shui Tuan was surprised that dancing is already so difficult to learn. Can anyone really be proficient in so many things at the same time?

Shui Bing'er suddenly said: "Then you sing a song. As long as you can get the approval of the audience, we will exchange autographs."

Although the other party showed a very high level of dancing in his words, he still didn't believe that someone knew so many things, so he decided to test it out.

The audience all sneered in their hearts, thinking, you are a fool, you can’t even hope to get our applause.

"No problem." Ize replied, "I have long wanted to sing karaoke, no, it's us."

Alley and Glove expressed their appreciation and were eager to try it.

"We?" Shui Bing'er was stunned, what do you mean by we? Does he want to sing with me? But I didn't say that I wanted to sing with him.

"It's not you, I'm talking about our us." Ezreal picked up the microphone and adjusted the accompaniment, "You don't understand, it doesn't matter, the song I sing is called Made Me This Way."

There is no English in Douluo Continent, but it doesn’t matter, just lie and say it is a dialect of a certain place.

This is the famous single of the star singer Seraphine. In the background, her singing can penetrate the soul and make the listeners stop in their tracks.

Among the many heroes, only Jhin will not stop. He thinks that Seraphine lacks the artistic understanding of the rhythm of four-four beats, and Seraphine also thinks that Jhin's four-four beats are full of loopholes.

Seraphine: You don't understand music.

Jhin: You don’t understand art.

It was a discussion between old artists and new idols about their illness. Sona and Karthus were kicked out of the group chat for swearing.

The whole song is mainly ethereal, with soft accompaniment, and the lyrics are slightly blaming, but there is no decisive emotion, and there is a kind of contradictory emotion of being unable to stop.

The song sounded slowly.

"I am no longer fully myself."

"Tell me I don't deserve everything."

"But in the mirror, I look like a different person."

"I've learned to pretend I don't know."

"When I find where my heart is."

"I will finish what you have left unfinished."

…

Although Seraphine's songs are more feminine, it's not a big problem. Ezreal's voice is full of magnetism, and when she sings it, it has a strange weight.

Alley quickly rotated around the venue, as if he was transmitting the sound that penetrated the soul to the spiritual realm of the audience, but in fact it did not. It did not have this function, and Ezreal's voice could not penetrate the soul.

Thanks to the mage's perfect control of all parts of the body, coupled with the top singing skills developed as an art student in his previous life, the two are combined, so at this time, it is the song of the stars.

In my singing.

You hear it all over the world.

Together, you and I can change the world.

——Seraphine

Stop singing and put down the microphone.

No noise, no yelling.

But when the applause started.

But it never stopped for a long time.

Even though the audience didn't want to applaud, this song was really like a star, making people unable to extricate themselves.

The seven girls of Tang Shui Tuan applauded involuntarily.

The song of Xing Lai! It’s just a bit feminine.

"It sounds so good." Shui Yue'er drooled all over the floor and looked like a nymphomaniac: "Do you have a girlfriend? I'm actually pretty good-looking."

The Snow Emperor, who was eavesdropping in the audience, threw up a red rose and thought to herself, my husband sings so beautifully. After getting married, he must sing every night, but it was very unpleasant to sing with the Tangshui Troupe. Thinking of this, she picked up a small notebook and wrote this

Write a note of jealousy in your account.

Shui Bing'er's iceberg-like face changed many times, and suddenly she remembered the "we" she just said, and she probably understood what it meant.

On the surface: I want to sing with you! (×)

Actually: Are you worthy of singing with me? (√)