Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money

Chapter 238

A room, the song continues.

At this time, not only Le Aige opened his eyes, but some people even stood up.

This, the lyrics are perfect!
"Who says a man covered in mud is not a hero?"

"Love You Walking In A Dark Alley Alone"

"Love the way you don't kneel"

"Love you have persisted through despair"

"I won't cry"

"Love your tattered clothes, but dare to block the gun of fate"

"Love you are so similar to me, the gaps are the same"

"Will you go with this ragged cloak?"

"Fight? Fight? With the humblest dream"

"To the whimpers and roars in the night"

"Who said that those who stand in the light are heroes"

The climax of the chorus is over, and it is a little more soothing, and some music rhythms that start sadly and don't give up sound.

At this moment in the room, all twenty judges had already stood up, some with flushed cheeks, and some clenched their fists.Some frantically nodded along with the music, and some forbeared with red eyes.

This song hits the hearts of the people.

Even if it was Le Aige sitting on the top, he ended his tired state, put a finger on his lips, and made a quiet gesture to the bottom.

He closed his eyes again, this time not casually, but listening seriously.

"They said they were going to quit your madness"

"It's like rubbing the dirt off"

"They say to walk up the stairs at the cost of bowing your head"

"Then let me not ride the wind"

"You are just as proud of that kind of lonely courage"

"Who said that being ordinary is not a hero"

"Love the way you walk alone in a dark alley, love the way you don't kneel"

……

The chorus comes again.

This time, the people below were even crazier, and several of them were the workers behind it. They came to participate in the selection because the song was composed for them.

This song is simply a portrayal of their souls.

The corners of their eyes were moist, and what flashed in their minds was their countless dark nights, walking against the light.

They may not be the most respectable workers, but each of them is incredibly dedicated to their work.

Because there are fighting heroes in front, they want those heroes to have no worries.

Who said that a hero is the one who stands in the light!
Can they also be crowned with these two words?

"Your mottle is different"

"Your silence is deafening"

……

"Love you from the wilderness"

"I don't borrow anyone's light in my life"

"You will build your city on the ruins"

"Go? Go with the humblest dream"

"Fight? Fight? With the loneliest dream"

"To the whimpers and roars in the night"

"Who said that those who stand in the light are heroes"

A song is over, but everyone has only one thought in mind, listen to it again.

At the end of the Le Ai song, he closed his eyes for 1 minute, and when he opened his eyes, he only said one sentence.

"do it again!"

In a word, let the twenty people below cheer like children.

"yeah!"

"put!"

The room for listening to music is soundproof, but it is made of glass-like, semi-frosted material. People passing by outside can vaguely see the figures inside.

When someone passed by, only a dozen or so people were seen, shaking and punching frantically, comparable to a large-scale poisoning scene.

"Is Tingge so good?" The clerk stood outside and looked at it for a while, not quite understanding.

When the people inside finally stopped, less than a minute later, they came again.

Shake, punch.

Over and over again, the clerk looked at the people inside, repeated several times, each time getting more excited.

The clerk was very curious, what song?so excited?
Have listened to it so many times, isn't it boring?

In fact, it's not boring.

After playing it countless times, at Le Aige's suggestion, the song was approved by all the members and went directly to the finals.

Many people even thought in their hearts, if this song can't win the championship, there must be something tricky.

Le Aige also has this feeling.He was wondering, who wrote this song?He glanced at the lyricist curiously.

Lyricist, composer, and arranger are all one person?

Earth, right?The name is a bit familiar.

Just where have I heard it?

At this time, Blue Star, the cabin.

I don't know when, two speakers were brought in, and a song was playing in the sky.

It is this lonely brave man.

"go--"

"Does it match?"

"War -"

"Battle!"

A song is put to the point where the trumpet sings the first sentence and the farmer sings the next sentence.

A group of people were as excited as if they had been beaten into chicken blood, and they were working hard.

This is especially true for Nian Shutong. Simple farming can no longer satisfy her. The climax of this song really tests her!
Her hands were itchy again, and she wanted to fight.

Of course, no one fought her, so she had no choice but to carry the knife and chop the tree.

One knife at a time, venting his energy.

Fu Yunhe was on the other side of the creek, far away, only heard the rumbling sound, and knew it was Nian Shutong.

He doesn't understand, it's all like this, why do you still listen to music?
Although this song is really good.

But he was afraid that if Nian Shutong was listening, she would cut down all the trees on the entire planet.

A lonely brave man greatly improved the working efficiency of the cabin, and made everyone who listened to it extremely excited.

This excitement lasted until dinner time.

Today's dinner is the first dinner that everyone started their own fire, and it is slightly different from breakfast, and the aroma permeated by each family is different.

Children, two or three together, ran to this house to see, ran to that house to see.

Some can be mixed with some food, and one person holds it in front, while a group of children chase after it.

It seems that there is more vitality than when there was a big pot of rice.

In fact, people still like to live their own little days.

Today's Fu Yunhe simply broadcasted the cooking of braised pork, and he quickly downloaded the live broadcast.

After the end, Fu Yunhe talked with Nian Shutong about the small workshop. He opened up a new production of dried tofu.

"You can figure it out."

"You let go quite thoroughly."

Nian Shutong looked at Fu Yunhe, and asked with a somewhat upbeat tone, "Do you still want to run?"

"That's not it."

The two sat quietly by the stream, watching the changes.

It hasn't been long, but it feels like a long time has passed.

"Ms. Nian Shutong!"

Nian Shutong, who was originally relaxed, wanted to run when she heard the sound of rubble.

She was afraid that Rubble would ask her for money.

"What do you want to do?" Nian Shutong asked the question, which was definitely a little defensive.

Rubble didn't notice it, but walked up to Nian Shutong and said, "The dustpan you need, the pole is ready."

good news!
Nian Shutong didn't expect it to be good news, got up from the chair, and waved to the rubble with satisfaction.

Wali lowered his head knowingly, and after Nian Shutong finished taking pictures, he suggested, "Ms. Nian Shutong, are you jealous that Wali is taller than you?"

"Science has shown that patting a person on the head will not inhibit their growth, nor will it make you grow taller."

Nian Shutong's hand, which had already been left, used a little force to knock on the rubble's head, making a clang.

"I'll try my best, it will work!"

Nian Shutong was joking, but Rua Rui didn't know and didn't understand.

"No, Ms. Nian Shutong's bone age has ended growth, and the possibility of longitudinal growth is ruled out."

"If you plan to grow horizontally, there is still great potential."

(End of this chapter)