Mr. Nie's daily marriage

Chapter 272 It's easy to say anything after PK
Everyone stood up and stretched their arms to cheer. Liang Muzhi shuttled through the crowd, searched carefully in the dazzling light, and then locked on the booth in the right corner of the hall.

At this time, the three men were sitting in their seats, pointing at a drawing on the desktop, frowning and commenting, shaking their heads from time to time.

They are still the same.

She raised her lips and walked over, suddenly appeared in front of them, with her hands on the table, her ponytail flicked to the front, slightly covering her evil eyes.

"Wow, sister!" The young man sitting on the right side exclaimed with surprise on his face.

Liang Muzhi rubbed his mushroom head, "During the days when sister was away, you grew a lot, huh?"

"At least I'm going to be in the freshman year of high school, okay?"

"What's the matter when you come back?" The golden-haired man sitting on the left squinted his eyes.

Liang Muzhi put his hands on his shoulders and sat down, "Brother Tao is still smart! I'm going to attend a birthday party in a few days, let's go see the light."

"I'm fine!" Mushroom Head was secretly excited, and he hadn't seen the light for a long time.

It should be said that since Liang Muzhi suddenly stopped playing this game a year ago, they haven't seen the light of day, and they can only play here from time to time.

But there is one person missing, their performances have always lacked the essence, so they have never won the championship.

Liang Muzhi looked at Brother Tao, and he turned his eyes to look at the man across from him who had been writing music scores.

He didn't seem to be affected by Liang Muzhi's arrival. He was what he was just now, and he is still what he is now. The light swept across his white temples from time to time.

"Grandpa?"

Liang Muzhi quickly moved his seat, propped his chin and stared at grandpa with a smile.

"Old rules, you can talk about anything after the pk." Grandpa didn't even raise his head, and quickly wrote a few strokes on his own bass score.

"Needless to say, I'm ready, let's see this song."

She showed them the sheet music she had prepared, and Mushroom Head was the first to say no problem.

Then, Brother Tao also nodded.

The eyes of the three of them looked at Grandpa again...

Just in time, the last note of the performance on the stage has been closed, and the audience is standing in line.

Soon, the winner came to the fore with cheers.

"Go." The great-grandfather finally spoke, got up at the same time, picked up his bass and hung it on his body.

Liang Muzhi was overjoyed, and hurried to press the attack button.

With a bang, the spotlight hit the four of them, and they slowly moved towards the ring with their footsteps.

The mood of the audience is getting higher and higher. After all, the current champions have been in office for a month. So far, no one or any band can defeat them. Those who dare to challenge are either those who do not know the heights of the sky and the earth to die, or those who are capable, no matter which one , are enough to arouse the strong interest of the audience.

Three seconds later, the scene was silent, only the lights were moving.

Liang Muzhi stood in the middle, closed his eyes, held the microphone in one hand, raised the other hand, and closed his fingers one by one as the five-second countdown counted down. Finally, at the end of the last second, the sound of music suddenly sounded, like the first time in the cold winter. A plum that blooms in the wind is cool and brilliant.

"I am the bright night star, willing to surrender to the cold light of the moon..."

Liang Muzhi's voice can be soft or hard, tactful and very unique. As soon as he uttered his voice, he caught everyone's ears. In addition to the prelude of this song, many audience members have already grasped their sleeves tightly. All my emotions are immersed in this song.

However, there are still quite a few people who are not optimistic about it. They prefer the rock style, and they are really not very interested in this kind of heart-scratching slow song.

(End of this chapter)