national idol

Chapter 33 Magical Nature

"Jiang Lang's talent is exhausted? Is the level of sunspots so low these days? Is it because I am an idiot that I treat others as idiots?"

Ding Ning couldn't laugh or cry when he saw the inexplicably many barrages saying that he was at the end of his talents.

In just a few hours of live broadcast yesterday, he sang four "original" songs of unquestionable quality, and asked how many people in the world can do it?

At least there will be no second person in the live broadcasting world.

Today he doesn't want to sing a new song, so he's exhausted?
Those first-line celebrities who usually only release an album a year or even longer are not going to cry to death in the Huangpu River.

It's too dark.

Ding Ning really didn't want to talk to these brainless blackheads, but he did anyway.

Because, Jiang Lang only used these four words. At least in this world, he felt that he might not be able to use them on him for the rest of his life. If he didn't let these idiots see them today, he would really be sorry for his status as a time traveler.

"Everyone, don't be in a hurry to order songs. I saw a few bullet screens saying that I was at the end of my talents, so I laughed. If I want to bring rhythm, please find a better reason. If I am at the end of my talents, what are you? ?”

"Come on, audience lords, let them know what it means to be rhythmic. Trouble, get out, brush it up for me."

As soon as Ding Ning finished speaking, all the bullet screens of "Trout, roll" in the live broadcast room roared up, swiping across the screen with the momentum of wind and clouds.

Those incendiary barrages suddenly had no place to stay and were submerged in the vast ocean.

"See, that's what you call rhythm. It's also called rhythm with your little brat's method? Don't be ashamed. Tell your master, please ask for more help, so as not to embarrass yourself."

Looking at the dense barrage of unanimous confrontation, Ding Ning was indescribably relieved.

He was sprayed on the screen yesterday, so that his emotions were affected, it was because he was inexperienced.

Today is different, with the lessons of yesterday, if anyone dares to find fault with him in the future, millions of spectators are waiting, playing at home, who will he be afraid of!

Even if the devil personally led the team, he would dare to fight.

It doesn't matter who it is, as long as he dares to stand up to him face to face, he dares to fight at home, and he doesn't mind showing off his prestige in away games.

Lao Tzu now has more than 200 million popularity, and he is firmly number one in Douyou popularity, and I am afraid of you evil heretics.

Come one, I'll kill one!
Come on, I'll kill one!
With the support of so many viewers, Ding Ning is now full of vigor, not afraid of anyone.

The heart is heroic, but Ding Ning's attitude is still very humble: "Thank you, the audience, for your love. I can't repay you. In order to thank everyone, I will sing an original song today."

"Originally, I really don't intend to sing original songs today. There is a saying that people don't have salted fish, what has dreams to do with it. Oh, no, it's because people don't have salted fish, ah bah, it's because people don't have dreams, How is it different from salted fish?"

"My original intention is not just to show off on the live broadcast. To tell you the truth, my dream is to be a singer. For this goal, I have to hide some secrets. After all, originality is not easy, and the road to pursuing dreams is difficult. distant."

"Everyone should have dreams, so I think everyone should be able to understand my difficulties, right?"

After saying these words, Ding Ning paused, he wanted to see how the audience would react.

"Understood, the live broadcast probably won't even make as much money as a song, Xiao Ning, don't force it."

"I beg the Lord to broadcast the album, I will definitely buy it."

"Anchor, don't sing new songs. Anyway, I love to listen to any song you sing."

"Anchor, you can put the song on Daomi, and everyone will support it."

"The anchor will definitely become a singer, come on!"

"Stop singing new songs, anchor, I haven't heard enough of the songs you sang yesterday."

"The trolls really have a household registration book that died at home, and they want to come here to find existence. Xiao Ning, ignore the trolls, come on."

……

Reasonable audiences are, after all, the majority.

As soon as he said the sincere words, the barrage of understanding and encouragement flooded the screen endlessly.

The wealthy local tyrants expressed their support with real money.

Looking at the bullet screens, rewards and gifts flying up, Ding Ning couldn't help sighing: There is still love in this world after all.Maliciousness has always been a minority.

Because of everyone’s support for him, and to make the trolls remember, he decided to sing this new song: "Thank you for your understanding and support. However, since I said I would sing, I must do what I said. .”

There was no preparation in advance, so he could only hold the buddha's feet temporarily and move his mind randomly. Ding Ning thought of a nice, but somewhat magical song.

Speaking of which, this song is very suitable for singing on the live broadcast.

In order to liven up the atmosphere first, so as to bring out the highlights of this song to the extreme, Ding Ning had a flash of inspiration, and said with a gaping smile: "Before singing, let me tell you a story."

"In the past, there was a person who often gave me Youbi, but one day he had a car accident and became a vegetable. A few years later, I learned about this situation. In order to thank him, I ran to his bedside and gave him Sing the song I'm going to sing next."

"Unexpectedly, after listening to my song, he recovered from his persistent vegetative state disease for many years. After getting out of bed, he found a job, became the general manager and CEO of his company, and married Bai Fumei. , and reached the pinnacle of life. This is a very inspirational and touching story, so I share it with everyone!"

"Radison and Jeter, prick up your ears, follow my rhythm, get high!"

When the voice fell to the ground, Ding Ning suppressed his voice, twitched his right index finger and middle finger, and while performing gestures commonly used in dramas, he shook his head and sang with a smile on his face: "Ah, fifth ring, you have one more ring than fourth ring."

"Ah, Fifth Ring, you are one ring less than Sixth Ring."

As expected by Ding Ning, the moment he released the casual opening line from "Song of the Five Rings", the barrage immediately exploded.

"I lost, Xiao Ning, as long as you are happy."

"Male god, what's wrong with you, male god, do you want me to take you to the doctor."

"Keep singing, I've already lost the stereo, as long as you're happy."

"Hahahahaha, anchor, open your mouth and take your medicine."

"Well done, I choose death."

"Anchor, my mother said that the cat outside seems to be in heat again."

"Haha, the anchor is so cute, I like the anchor more and more."

……

In this world, there will always be a market for being cute.

The magical singing, coupled with the magical lyrics, coupled with Ding Ning's magical facial expressions, the effect is surprisingly good.

Although the barrage of the audience seemed to mean that he sang badly, in fact, Ding Ning knew that everyone was amused by him.

This is what he wants.

Let everyone taste the side dishes, and the response was good. It was a good time for dinner. Ding Ning reached for the guitar on the right side of the chair, and said with a smile: "Haha, I was just here to amuse everyone. Next is the song I really want to sing , Guess what song I will sing?"

(End of this chapter)