Mysterious treasure chest

Chapter 273 This... What kind of song is this shit? !

But if the entire song library is random, God knows what language songs will be randomly produced!

If there is a mix of earthy electronic Thai songs randomly, then even if the god of song is called, I'm afraid they can only cry and dance to the "social shake"?
So everyone looked at Yang Hao, waiting for him to reject Ma Wanli's unreasonable request. After all, this kind of thing is simply not something humans can do. How could he agree?

Ma Wanli also seemed to see this point, squinted at Yang Hao, and sneered: "Hehe, what's the matter, don't you dare? If I knew this, why did I force myself to brag just now? If this is the case, let's forget about it today. I……"

Unexpectedly, Yang Hao snorted coldly, and interrupted him: "Hmph, Teacher Ma, do you think that the randomness of the entire music library can stump me? If you really think so, then I can only say, you are too How naive!"

Whoa!
There was an uproar at the scene, and everyone stared at Yang Hao dumbfounded, wondering if they had heard something wrong.

Ma Wanli also had the expression of seeing a ghost, thinking that you dare to jump into such a bottomless pit?It's just asking for humiliation!

But Yang Hao had already set the conditions for randomly selecting songs under the witness of everyone, and then pressed the 'Start' button casually.

Swish!
In the blink of an eye, random results were displayed on the screen.

"J'en Ai Marre" by Alizee.

It turned out to be a French song!

"I'm sorry, brother Hao's luck against the heavens is really no one else, and Director Ma is really hard-pressed, the sky will kill him!"

Everyone marveled at Yang Hao's luck. The whole music library was random, and he could pick a French song.

Yin Meiling and Wu Tingting also heaved a sigh of relief, and the former even patted her chest: "I actually got this famous song by the French queen Alizee. I have seen the live video of this song, and the dance is really provocative." Woolen cloth."

As she spoke, she couldn't help laughing and said: "Hey, I imagined Yang Hao wearing a bunny costume and dancing the night elf dance. The picture is so beautiful, I dare not look at it."

Yang Hao tilted his head, and said indifferently: "I didn't expect it to be a French song. Although I haven't heard it, as long as there is an original song, it's the same for me. Just play it once."

Everyone couldn't help but rolled their eyes collectively, and wailed in their hearts: Fuck, brother Hao, you're blowing so hard that you're so awesome, you'd better hurry up and go to heaven, we beg you, okay, woo woo woo!

But just when Yang Hao was about to play the original song, Ma Wanli suddenly yelled: "Wait, I... I forgot to say just now, French songs are not good, you...you obviously know French!"

The others were all dumbfounded, and thought to themselves, what kind of logic is this? Do you have to randomly choose a language that Yang Hao doesn't know, to be satisfied?
Many boys began to curse in a low voice: "Fuck, we still call him 'Teacher Ma', can we show some face?"

Yang Hao also rolled his eyes, and sighed, "Oh, Mr. Ma, if you do this, you'll lose all your face."

"Also...if I tell you that I can not only speak French, but also German, Russian, and Italian. In short, I know too many languages. Wouldn't you be completely desperate?"

As soon as Yang Hao said this, everyone didn't know what to say.

In the end, thousands of words were merged into one sentence: careless, spicy chicken, Brother Hao, you are not bragging, are you going to die? ! !

Ma Wanli laughed loudly: "Hahaha, oh my god, Yang Hao, I've never seen a braggart, but I've never seen a braggart like you who doesn't draft a draft! "

He didn't give Yang Hao a chance to repent, and bit him to death: "Since that's the case, then you will be random again, except for Mandarin, English, and French. Do you dare?"

"Hey, Mr. Ma, stop showing off your provocative skills. It's really low-level. In fact, you can rest assured that even if you don't be provocative, I will satisfy your little request."

Yang Hao picked out his ears, hit the 'Start' button casually, and re-randomized the song. At the same time, he had a faintly pretentious expression on his face: "Because... I want to let you know what it feels like to be completely desperate."

Puff puff!
Everyone vomited blood, wishing to kneel down to the new generation of the three-dimensional "forced king", and kowtow a hundred times on the spot, otherwise it would not be enough to express their admiration!

Swish!
The results of the re-randomization are displayed on the screen.

When most people saw this result, they were a little baffled. Obviously, they had never heard of this song, and even the name of the singer was extremely unfamiliar.

""Them-Mot-Lan-Dau"? HKT-Band? This... What kind of song is this, a Korean group? Never heard of it."

Everyone looked at the singer's profile picture on the cover, it was three Asian teenagers with dyed hair, but compared with those common Korean male groups, they always felt that the appearance of these three singers was a bit strange.

How should I put it, it's... just a little frustrated, yes, just a little frustrated, a little dirty.

In the end, it was the Copti just now who recognized the song and the origin of the trio.

He only heard him exclaim: "I'm so invincible, brother Hao, you... you actually randomly found this song, it's over, even gods can't save you!"

When the others heard it, they quickly asked: "Fuck, do you know this song? Hurry up, give us a popular science, by the way, what language is this song in? Korean? But the name of the song is obviously not, and it is also Unlike English, speak quickly."

Copti pushed the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose, and sighed long: "Oh, this is a Vietnamese song. This group is nicknamed 'Vietnamese Washing, Cutting and Blowing', and this song is actually a cover of six domestic artists. Zhe's "Wrong Wrong Wrong"."

He glanced at Yang Hao who was still calm, shook his head and said, "HKT-Band's style... how should I put it, anyway, it was ridiculed by netizens as 'agricultural heavy metal', and the singing was very broken."

"More importantly, this song is in Vietnamese. Just ask, how many normal people can learn this language?"

Ke Pudi looked at Yang Hao regretfully, and said: "Brother Hao, you may speak many languages, such as French, Italian, German, etc. I still believe that you can speak these languages, but Vietnamese... I really only know it. I can hehe."

After hearing his explanation, the others mourned for Yang Hao one after another, and said in their hearts: Brother Hao, brother Hao, I didn’t expect your hands to be so black this time. It’s really hopeless this time. Thousands of miles to get back a round ah.

Ma Wanli put his hands on his hips and smiled triumphantly: "Hahaha, Yang Hao, this is God and I can't stand you bragging, Vietnamese, tsk tsk, you sing, you can sing if you have the guts, wow ha ha ha !"

(End of this chapter)