PUBG Nightmare Player System

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When he heard Deng Xiaoqi's praise, Ye Lang thought very seriously about his singing and emotions just now, and then nodded hard seriously: "Yeah, I have been singing for my singing, but this advantage has also been recently. Only excavated. "

Deng Xiaoqi is speechless.

What is the situation of this product, I am now a powerful singer, the younger generation of the queen, the guy in front of you does not know himself, you do n’t know yourself, you can read his song well, polite it, and I really went online to go online. Essence

"Does your lyrics feel?"

Deng Xiaoqiang's anger of 10,000 grass mud horses in his heart said elegantly.

"Hi, it's actually a messy writing. No disease is not countless, but now people like to take the seat."

"I have a friend named Mao. When I am bored all day long, I write some songs and I learn."

Deng Xiaoqi felt that he had encountered a strange work,

But why is this strange style so handsome? The situation of Su Yan seems to be almost a man who comes out of the comics, the more you look more.

"Can you sing it again?"

Deng Xiaoqi thought for a long time and slowly spoke his requirements.

"I just came back from a evening party, got cold on the balcony, and heard your singing. I like the idea and taste of this song very much. I want to listen to it again. If I can, I want to buy it."

Ye Lang froze, with a strange meaning in his eyes.

Deng Xiaoqi seemed to have seen such a look, and she had a Husky in her family.

"Don't sell it, I'm sorry, I must sing these songs by myself. Besides, everyone likes me so much, I must not live up to everyone's hope."

Ye Lang was serious, and now his songs have begun.

But these songs, Ye Lang does not want to sell it. He does not lack money now, and there is no shortage of names. As a person who has such a trace of ideal in his heart, of course, Ye Lang hopes that his songs can be heard by more people heard. I hope that what I write can be seen by more people.

Do you still lack money now?

"You also have audiences? Are you a singer?"

Ye Lang's face is dark,

No.

"I'm not a singer."

"That producer?"

"What is the producer?"

Ye Lang really doesn't know what the so -called producer is doing.

Deng Xiaoqi is stunned. This product is not a singer or a producer. Is it a singing? Can singing can afford such a large villa?

At this time, she had begun to associate with her heart. The depression in that song was unsatisfactory and uncomfortable, and she almost told the song to the song to the person who had not experienced that kind of life. Song.

What kind of surname Mao, who is lied to the ghost.

"I'm an anchor haha, playing the game." Ye Lang shrugged helplessly.

Deng Xiaoqi raised Erlang's legs, nodded with thoughts, "The anchor is also good, but as a public figure, you can't sell his own body and sell your own body and because of the temptation of the moment of interests, you can't sell your body and Soul, "

Ye Lang was full of heads, what exactly is this woman?

Also sell the flesh and sell the soul, what do you think of me?

People are serious anchors, okay! Big anchor!

"You think too much, beauty, I am a game anchor, and occasionally sing."

At this time, Deng Xiaoqi had a lot of doubts in his eyes, but he nodded and expressed his recognition that such a handsome boy was clear in his eyes, obviously not the kind of person.

In the entertainment industry, he can't help herself. Deng Xiaoqi understands the truth. If she is not sticking to the bottom line, maybe with her strength, it can be more popular.

Hehe, obviously the successor of the queen, but has become the marginal figure today, and she is naturally unwilling.

In Ye Lang's song, it was the emotion that attracted Deng Xiaoqi.

"Okay, I'm singing, I have to sleep after singing, there is something to do tomorrow."

At this time, Ye Lang slowly picked up the diamond guitar full of 24K pure gold. As soon as the guitar came out, Deng Xiaoqi was surprised.

Can a game anchor be so profitable now?

There are no hundreds of millions of dollars in this villa, and it is not a matter of money. It is a matter of identity.

Everyone here is either rich or expensive. If it is only an anchor, how can you live here.

This man is full of mystery.

When Ye Lang played the guitar, his eyes began to show deeply, and a faint water mist began to emerge. At this moment, Ye Lang felt that he was immersive. body.

"A good person like me ..."

...

When Ye Lang's voice was mixed with a little bitterness, Deng Xiaoqi's face left tears.

She covered her face, forced to make a sobbing sound, and didn't want to disturb the man in front of her.

"Lonely people like me, people like me, people like me, people like me ..."

"How many people have you seen ..."

"Somehow people like me

Will anyone be distressed? "

Ye Lang ended, the confusion in his eyes, the loss of chaos was accompanied by his faint smile, the wind was clear, like the calmness after the vicissitudes of vicissitudes.

Deng Xiaoqi couldn't help it anymore at this time, wept, humming.

Ye Lang was stunned.

What's going on, this didn't do anything, she cried.

"Ye Lang, do you make people sleep!" Ye Tan'er wore her gloves in his hand, his eyes were angry, wearing her scattered service, and striding down the meteor.

"Huh? Ye Lang, you look for a woman with me ..."

Ye Tan'er's fierce voice came, which made people creepy.

"Don't talk nonsense, this is our neighbor!"

"What are you doing, everyone is crying!"

Ye Lang stood up helplessly, "I just sing."

Deng Xiaoqi knew that the other party misunderstood, so he stood up and wiped his tears. "Sorry, disturbing, it's my fault, I'm sorry."

Ye Tan'er glared at Ye Lang fiercely. When she just wanted to send guests, suddenly, her eyes were lighted up!

"You are ... you are Deng Xiaoqi?!"

Ye Tan'er's attitude changed from eighty degrees instantly, "My God, Ye Lang, Deng Xiaoqi, this is Deng Xiaoqi, she turned out to be our neighbor."

"Deng Xiaoqi, I am your loyal fan, I like to listen to your songs very much."

Deng Xiaoqi smiled slightly at this time, "Thank you for your support, but not every fan can see me like this."

When the two women were together, Ye Lang instantly became a foil. The key was that Ye Lang couldn't sleep yet. Every time he hit his breath, Ye Tan'er's eyes stared.