hot king

Chapter 130 Let me be nice to you in the future!

The grace of dripping water is reciprocated by the fountain.

Tang Zhong didn't want Li Qiang to be affected by Hua Ming's 'negligence', so he decided to stand up and do his best to turn the tide.

Unexpectedly, everyone regarded him as a madman, a lunatic.

Li Qiang obviously didn't believe that Tang Zhong could sing this song well, he waved his hands and said, "Tang Zhong, I understand what you mean. Now it's not a question of who can sing this song well----who can sing this song well .If you can choose songs at will, I don’t mind if you go up and sing a song you are good at. But this song is very difficult. If you are out of tune on stage ----- think again and see if there are other candidates There are a lot of freshmen this year, so there should be a lot of good singers?"

"Yes." Wang Aiguo echoed. "Tang Zhong, don't be impulsive. We are going to be on stage, and we have to sing this song to a high standard -- not to mention the top ten singers, and we can't let people scold their mothers in the audience?"

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Wang Aiguo didn't believe that Tang Zhong could sing this song well.In his imagination, as soon as Tang Zhong took the stage and opened his mouth, countless people would throw shoes and bricks at him to drive him away.

Hua Ming's words made Li Qiang and Wang Aiguo despair of Tang Zhong. He squatted inside and shouted: "Second brother, don't act recklessly. Singing is an art job, not fighting. You are not suitable for----" , I have never heard you sing in the dormitory. If it is really impossible, I will put a few layers of toilet paper behind my buttocks on the stage and yell for a few minutes. It would be better if you help me find a girl for a sanitary napkin. leak-----"

Li Qiang's eyes lit up, thinking that this method is still possible.

As long as Hua Ming is able to take the stage, not to mention displaying [-]% of his skills, he will display [-]% or [-]% of his skills -- even if he is not as good as others, is he not as good as Tang Zhong?

Li Qiang was about to agree aloud, when he heard a series of 'puff puff' sounds from the cubicle----

So, the three fled in a panic, completely abandoning Hua Ming.

If he was standing on the stage and singing high, there would be a burst of sound coming from behind him ----- how shameless would the School of Psychology be?

"If you can find a more suitable candidate, I don't want to go on stage to make this limelight." Tang Zhong said with a solemn expression while standing by the windshield. "But now there is not enough time. The next program will be our turn to be on stage. Maybe we haven't found anyone, and the curtain has already started. In this way, I will sing a few lines first. If you think it's okay, I'll be on stage. If you don't think it's okay , then quickly ask them to delay the show -- try to buy some time."

After finishing speaking, Tang Zhong didn't care whether they agreed or not, and sang out loud, without any emotion brewing.

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Women love beauty, men love beauty.

The hostess changed clothes one after another, and the male host Zhao Qiuchen, who was still in the black suit at the beginning, came to the stage to announce the scene, scanned the audience, and said loudly: "Now, let's invite the freshman from the School of Psychology Freshman Hua Ming will bring you a song "I Am a Wolf from the North". Please give us a round of applause."

blah blah-----

Applause broke out.No more, no less.Courteous encouragement.

The lighting engineer controls the lights, and the stage becomes dark.

When the lights came back on again, there was already a boy in a plaid shirt and glasses standing on the stage.

"Huh?" Jiao Yuheng, who was sitting in the leadership seat, made a puzzled voice.Didn't the playbill say that a classmate named Hua Ming sang "I'm a Wolf from the North"?Why is it Tang Zhong who came on stage?

He checked the words on the playbill, it was indeed Hua Ming's name.

"What's going on here?" he thought to himself.

"Old Jiao, isn't this a student in your department? Do you know him?" Xiong Zhengfei, the dean of the Faculty of Arts sitting next to Jiao Yuheng, asked with a smile.

"I know." Jiao Yuheng nodded.It's just that the name doesn't match the number.

"How is it? How about singing? Can you win the top ten on campus?"

"---Isn't this the beginning of singing? Listen carefully." Jiao Yuheng said perfunctorily.He had never heard that Tang Zhong could sing either.

Not only Dean Jiao who was sitting in the front row, but also the students from the School of Psychology who were sitting in the back row were puzzled.

Didn't you say that it was Hua Ming who was going to sing on stage?Why is it Tang Zhong who is on stage now?What game are they playing?

Jiao Nanxin sat in the girls' team, looked at Tang Zhong standing on the stage, and was full of doubts in his heart.

She likes sports, but her singing level is average.So when Tang Zhong asked her if she wanted to sign up, she simply refused.

Unexpectedly, now Tang Zhong stood on the stage by himself.

What about Hua Ming?Didn't you say he was selected?

Even if she wanted to break her head, it was impossible for her to come up with such an oolong accident that Hua Ming had diarrhea and Tang Zhong replaced 'Hua Ming' on stage.

The woman in white dress standing in the corner of the second floor raised her pretty eyebrows slightly when she saw Tang Zhong appearing on the stage.

"Isn't it enough to be in the limelight outside? Why do you need to stand on the stage and put yourself in danger?"

Just a frown made the boys next to him who were peeking at him feel like an electric shock, wishing they could hold her tightly in their arms and comfort her.

Students from other departments didn't know Tang Zhong, so they didn't know that the 'Hua Ming' standing on the stage was actually not Hua Ming.

When many people were at a loss, the prelude to the music "I am a wolf from the north" was already coming from the auditorium's speakers.

Tang Zhong stood in the middle of the stage, without distracting thoughts, but seriously memorized the lyrics of the song he hadn't sung for a long time.

He used to spend money to buy Qi Qin's "Wolf One", "Wolf Two" and "Wolf's Album". It's just that in the past so many years, the playback equipment has been changed several times, and now it is popular to play "Legend of the Phoenix" on mobile phones. If the tape doesn't fit into the phone, it won't come in handy.

Instead, I heard Hua Ming sing it seriously a few times.Moreover, after Hua Ming's program was selected, the computer in the dormitory played the song over and over again.When the people in the outer dormitory opened the door and came in, they thought they had walked into the wolf's den.

He knew that he couldn't sing Hua Ming's sad feeling, but he also had his own little sadness.

Sad but not hurt.That's the emotion he's trying to show.

He lowered his head as much as possible, not wanting more people to see his face clearly.

Fortunately, there is no big screen dedicated to star concerts in the Ming Auditorium, so his expression can be projected clearly on it.He stood on the stage, and those who sat far away probably could only see him as a person.

"I am a wolf from the north."

Tang Zhong spoke, and the scene was quiet.

Obviously, they are waiting for a more exciting performance.

When Tang Zhong put more emotion into it, when this song gave everyone a more intuitive feeling, and when Tang Zhong sang the feeling of loneliness and helplessness with nowhere to go, the audience applauded like thunder.

When Tang Zhong sang 'I can only grit my cold teeth and give two long whistles', the audience suddenly boiled.

scream.

whistle.

Countless people stood up and applauded wildly.

This made Tang Zhong baffled, the song was not over yet, why did they applaud like that?

Or, did you sing those two lines just now too well?

"Autumn chill."

"Autumn chill."

"Autumn chill."

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They yelled a person's name frantically.They vent their emotions hysterically.

At this moment, Tang Zhong knew that their enthusiasm had nothing to do with his singing, but with his own people.

Everyone speaks three characters, and everyone is of one mind.

This evening belongs to Qiu Yihan, and her name resounds throughout the Ming Auditorium.

"Autumn chill."

"Autumn chill."

"Autumn chill."

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The song can no longer be sung.Because no one wants to listen.

Following the gaze of the audience, he looked towards the right corner of the stage. In the front row of the actor's area, a girl in a black silk dress was running towards the stage.

The big white flower made of gauze that she wore in her bun fell off at some point, which made her hair a little messy and made her look a little embarrassed.

Maybe she is not used to wearing high heels. When she climbed up the steps to the stage, she sprained her little foot, and a high heel flew out of the air and fell below the stage.

Her brows were furrowed, a little painful.

Looking at the high-heeled shoes under the stage, he hesitated a little, decided not to wear them, turned around and ran towards the middle of the stage where Tang Zhong was standing.

One leg is long and the other is short, and her running posture is weird and funny.

However, this naive and ignorant girl didn't know that taking off the other shoe could keep her body balanced.

She just staggered and stumbled to stand in front of Tang Zhong, with a smile and tears on her face, holding a bunch of fiery red roses she found from nowhere, the color of the roses was the color of her little one at this moment. The color of the face.

She was panting violently. Her dove-like breasts also heaved violently.

She rarely exercises.Just this short run made her use up all her strength.

Standing in front of Tang Zhong, looking at his face so close, she felt her body go weak.

"I------" She just wanted to speak, but tears flowed out.

She just wants to cry, just wants to cry, just wants to cry, she can't help it, can't hold it back, can't stop it.

She wiped her face with the back of her hand, and her small nose was flushed red by her rude action.

"I lost my shoes." Qiu Yihan choked up and said.

"I'll pick it up for you." Tang Zhong said with a smile.He looked at this poor and lovely girl seriously, and his heart was moist.

"No." Qiu Yihan grabbed his sleeve. "I know you must hate me. Damn. I hate myself, too."

Qiu Yihan cried while talking, and wiped her tears with the back of her hand while crying.

"I didn't come up here to ask you to keep being nice to me. I just--just--wanted you to give me a chance."

She handed over the rose she held in her hand, and said in a trembling voice, "Let me treat you well in the future—————"