star king

Chapter 119 Listening to the voice of the sea crying
On the monthly ticket list, "Coiling Dragon" has climbed to the No.1 throne, and the book review section is extremely popular.

Su Tong looked at the rewards, most of the dates were tonight.

Fortunately, after the Platinum appointment, the full amount of this month's tipping will be returned to Nian Nujiao, but the tax deduction still has to be deducted, and there is no way to escape.

Honorable taxpayers, you can point to the noses of those civil servants and say, I am a taxpayer, and it is us taxpayers who support you, so I will serve the people well.

Well, ideals are plentiful, reality is skinny, taxpayers have nothing to be proud of, life is constantly growing up in self-entertainment, otherwise how many people will take you as the center of the world.

The monthly ticket has been lagging behind for the past three days, how did it break through the siege of the Dragon League and many neutral book friends today?Su Tong is very strange, these days "Coiling Dragon" is still the public enemy of the whole site.

After looking around, Su Tong found out that those book friends who helped "The Great God" had withdrawn, and the misunderstanding was resolved. Naturally, there were not many people who helped Longmeng for no reason.

Tonight, because of the photos taken by the beach, several Baiyin Leagues appeared, all aiming to meet Su Tong, and more than a dozen leaders also appeared, all talking about slowly attacking the Baiyin League, so that they would be able to return home in a hug.

Alas, I don't want to rely on my face for a living, Su Tong touched his face.

The administrator put the poem "Nian Nujiao. Chibi Nostalgia" at the top of the book review area, which has already attracted hundreds of replies.

"I know that Nian Nujiao is not an ordinary person, I love this poem."

"Just for this poem, we must support Nian Nujiao."

"Great talent, I finally believe that Nian Nujiao can write 10,000 words a day, and when she becomes crazy, it's like cheating. It's also possible to write [-]+ words a day, otherwise how can she continue to explode."

"National Day is seven days, ten times a day, being Gillian's readers is really very happy."

"That's right, it's still more than [-] words per chapter. Really, such an author is too rare."

"Full subscription support, monthly ticket support, support Gillian Alcoa."

"..."

Cyber ​​violence exists, but positive energy is also abundant.

But seeing Gillian's name, Su Tong's mind was full of black lines. It seems that these people are not from the League of Legends.

The people of Longmeng are already unable to complain, and the wind direction will change as soon as it changes.

In terms of financial resources, the local tyrant Bai Fumei in the show is much more than the Internet circle. Several nuclear bombs were dropped from the show, and the morale of Longmeng plummeted.

It is impossible to fight for financial resources, you can only fight for the number of fans.

Fortunately, many members of the Dragon League returned one after another, so the popularity of "Coiling Dragon" became wildly popular this day, and the monthly ticket failed to shake off "Great God" too much.

During this period, even if Su Tong made a bill saying that he would not fight for the monthly pass, it is estimated that the people of the League of Legends would not be willing.

The people of Longmeng are too arrogant, they don't even look at who their opponents are, they really think they are pure rookies stepping on them.

The League of Legends couldn't swallow this breath.

Su Tong was not interested in the monthly ticket list, and was too lazy to read the noise in the book review area. He closed the browser, processed some information, and turned off the computer to prepare for sleep.

After shutting down, I looked at the time, and it was almost a little bit faster.

It's really a waste of time to go to the forum and browse the microwave post bar. Su Tong decided to do this kind of thing less in the future.

Back in the room, Su Tong saw that Xiaoyu and Xiaoxiao were sleeping very willfully on the bed, and their positions had long deviated from the track, lying across the bed.Su Tong had to adjust them one by one, otherwise there would be no place for him to sleep.

When he was about to lie down, Su Tong got up again and hugged Xiaoxiao to pee, lest she wet the bed again in the middle of the night.

Xiaoxiao is not yet four years old, and she sometimes wets the bed this year.

Since Su Tong's divine body entered the fourth level, Xiao Yu and Xiao Xiao liked to stick to him, because the closer he was to him, the more comfortable he felt. The cells in his body were breathing very fast, driving the surrounding air to flow, making it cool.

Especially when sleeping at night, in summer it is a small mobile fan, and in winter, according to sister Yaya, it is a small stove, which is very warm.

In the past few days, every morning when Su Tong woke up, he found that the two sisters were hanging on him intimately, sleeping soundly.

On the fifth day of the long vacation, Su Tong continued to take Xiaoyu and Xiaoxiao to play, this time mainly to accompany Lin Yin.

As a landlord, it would be too uninteresting not to play with Lin Yin during the seven-day holiday.

The two are also going to participate in the Great Voice of Qin at the same time. During the play, Su Tong took time to teach Lin Yin's singing skills and instill vocal knowledge.

When The Voice of Daqin is over, Lin Yin will release an album and formally enter the music scene.

Currently, eight songs are tentatively scheduled for her album, and Su Tong plans to give her four more songs, plus "The Longer I Get Lonely", a total of five songs.

"Xiao Tong, it's fine if you write all of them. I don't think any of those famous composers can compare to you." Lin Yin adores Su Tong now, and she doesn't like other songs.

Yang Feifei said from the side: "Yinyin, you can't say that. Su Tong is not famous enough, and he still needs well-known musicians to carry the banner. Fame is there, there is no way, it's easy to publicize. Hehe, wait for you to come down from the Good Voice program , the popularity is definitely exploding, Daqin Doll. Childish face, big breasts, doll voice, wow, it kills both young and old."

"Feifei, don't make fun of me, no matter how popular I am, I can't beat you." Lin Yin said shyly.

Yang Feifei sighed and put a spoonful of ice cream into her mouth. She now wears sunglasses when she goes out, and she doesn't even wear a mask: "The entertainment circle is a place where people are very cold. It's not only the people inside the circle, but also the people outside the circle. A popular person is also very fast, I haven't shown up in the past few months, many people will forget about me."

Yang Feifei’s last microwave message was four months ago, saying that she was going to take a year off. At the beginning, many fans asked questions, all kinds of suspicions, some said family changes, some said it was because of study, some said it was because of love... But nothing One guessed right.

As time went on and fans became more enthusiastic, Yang Feifei's microwave post bar gradually became deserted.

A few people are watching the sea by the sea, feeling comfortable and sad.

Due to the rules, Yang Feifei will remain silent for eight months. During this time, she can't even interact with Su Tong or Lin Yin on the microwave.

If at this time, she interacted with Su Tongwei, it would definitely bring Nian Nujiao a lot of popularity.After Lin Yin got on Daqin Haosheng, interacting with her would also benefit a lot.

"Sister Feifei, let me sing you a song." Su Tong carried the violin from the RV and opened the case.

Yang Feifei was surprised: "Are you inspired?"

"You'll know if you just listen to it?" Su Tong smiled, and as he spoke, he looked at the sea with a tall and straight figure, his eyes were deep and far away, with sadness, the bottom of the violin was clamped on his neck and shoulders, and he raised the bow with his right hand, Put it on the strings.

The melodious violin sounded.

Yang Feifei and Lin Yin sat at Su Tong's feet, also looking towards the sea, listening to the sound of the piano and the singing from his mouth.

After a few minutes.

"Did you write it for me?" Yang Feifei raised her head, her eyes flickering.

"Of course, you are so pitiful." Su Tong laughed.

Yang Feifei grabbed a handful of sand and wanted to hit Su Tong, but when she saw Xiaoyu and Xiaoxiao playing with sand not far away, she put it down again for fear of being seen by them.

Damn, everyone was so moved that she wanted to cry and wanted to hug her, but that one sentence almost shattered all the emotions in her heart, what a hell to hug.

(End of this chapter)