Little milk dad big star

Chapter 120 Amusement Park
Although it was a cappella, Liu Yangyang's voice was good, and the singing skill required for this song was not high, so it still sounded impressive. The audience quietly watched the woman's affectionate singing on the stage.

At the end of the song, Liu Yangyang, who was wearing white casual clothes, greeted the audience off the stage, "Thank you everyone"

"Singing really well"

"He is beautiful and has singing skills, not bad"

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There was warm applause from the audience, and tourists continued to send praises, which made Liu Yangyang laugh endlessly.

Then I saw Liu Yangyang take down the mobile phone on the side, and after taking it, he also greeted the above. Looking at the densely packed barrage that flashed one by one, he said pleasantly, "Thank you for the gift", then raised his head, looked at the Still looking at his audience, he said sweetly, "Everyone, goodbye, who will sing a song next?"

"Come on, let's do another song"

"Yeah, that sounds really nice"

"Nonsense, it sounds really good"

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Hearing that the other party was about to leave, the audience in the audience stopped him.

"Thank you for your support, but I can't hold on to the seat, can I, let someone else come?" Liu Yangyang stretched out his hand and brushed the hair on his forehead, said with a smile, then raised his foot and walked towards the stairs below go.

Seeing this, everyone made disappointing sounds, as if they were not interested in the next performance, and many people walked out.

Liu Yangyang was holding a selfie stick under the stage. After waiting for a few minutes, no one came up. He felt strange, but he didn't know that others were afraid of embarrassing because of his excellent performance.

"Father, then...is that Aunt Liu?" Su Xi'er bit her little finger and said in an uncertain tone.

Su Zimo didn't expect that Su Xi'er could recognize it at a glance, and immediately praised, "Little girl, that's amazing, I still remember you, Aunt Liu."

"Hehehe~ I'm smart." Su Xi'er hugged Su Zimo's neck, blinking her big clear eyes and said in a childlike voice.

"Yeah, the little girl is the smartest." Su Zimo kept on boasting, making her laugh continuously, which spread to the ears of the surrounding tourists, making many people feel relieved and smile on their faces.

Suddenly, a prank popped up in Su Zimo's mind. It was more of an interesting idea than a prank. A smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he lowered his head and told Su Xi'er, "Little girl, be obedient and be with your strong uncle." Together, you know?"

"Father, where are you going? Take me with you, okay?" Su Xier blinked her eyes and said cutely.

Su Zimo was directly attracted to the depths of his heart, but he still hardened his heart and coaxed softly, "Hey, wait for me here, I'll be back soon."

"Then Dad, you must come back, don't leave me behind, okay?" Su Xi'er said in a waxy voice with red eyes.

"Hey, Dad loves you the most, why did he leave you behind, don't worry." Su Zimo felt dumbfounded, lowered his head and kissed the other person's forehead, and then handed it to Chen Dazhuang, "Brother Big Zhuang, please take care of Xiao Xi'er." "

"Yeah, okay." Chen Dazhuang carefully hugged the petite Su Xi'er, his movements were very light, as if he was afraid of hurting the cute little girl in front of him.

"Father, come back quickly, Xiao Xi'er is waiting for you" Su Xi'er suddenly shouted loudly.

"Don't worry, girl." Su Zimo gave Su Xi'er a positive look and walked towards the edge of the stage. Taking advantage of the fact that Liu Yangyang was not paying attention, Su Zimo quickly stepped up the stairs, and took the acoustic guitar.

Half of the tourists around the stage had dispersed, and the rest wanted to leave when they saw no one going up. They happened to see a young man walking up with an acoustic guitar. He showed interest and stopped. , watching quietly with judgmental eyes.

Liu Yangyang, who was fiddling with his mobile phone under the stage, saw the tourists who were about to turn around and leave suddenly turned back, looked at the stage with an inexplicable expression, slightly dazed, turned around, and looked at the small stage with a curious expression.

When he saw a handsome young man wearing a white T-shirt, black hair, and a slightly sickly pale face holding an acoustic guitar, he was stunned for a moment. He always felt that the handsome young man on the stage looked familiar, but suddenly Just can't remember where I've seen it.

In the end, I had no choice but to give up, pointing the camera of the mobile phone live broadcast to the handsome young man on the stage, and said, "Dear friends, take a look, now let's see what music that handsome guy on stage can bring us. At this time I am looking forward to it now”

"Hello everyone"

Su Zimo took the acoustic guitar, walked to the microphone in front of the stage and stood up, waved to the audience, and greeted the audience in Cantonese instead of Mandarin.

Without him, Guangtian City belongs to Guangjing Province, and is close to the highly prosperous Hong Kong. The local popular language is Cantonese.

Although I usually use Mandarin, I thought it would be better to do as the Romans do, so I said hello in Cantonese.

To Su Zimo's embarrassment, there was no response from below. Instead, he looked at himself with inexplicable eyes, touched his nose, took a deep breath, settled down, and began to pluck the guitar strings with his slender fingers.

"Ding ~ dong ding dong"

A long and melodious music gradually spread to the surroundings with Su Zimo's fingers, reaching the ears of the audience under the stage.

"Know word by word"

"Sugar is sweet, lips are red, who is a miracle"

"understood"

"Then look for another value"

Su Zimo pointed his lips at the microphone, moved slightly, and a slightly low-pitched and pleasant voice came to people's ears very clearly through the device.

"It's actually a Cantonese song? These lines are pretty good, but why do I feel so strange?"

"Yes, even though Chinese songs are in a downturn in China, there are still many singers and writers working hard, but Cantonese? There are only a few classic songs that come and go."

"I can't help it. Cantonese is a mouthful, let alone songs."

"The young people on the stage sang really well, but the songs are a little strange"

The moment Su Zimo opened his mouth, the tourists under the stage were talking with their companions in low voices.

"It's so nice, the voice is a bit familiar"

Liu Yangyang praised the live broadcast room on his mobile phone, then looked at the dense barrage on it, suddenly blushed, pretended not to see it, quietly watched the handsome young man singing on the stage, and searched carefully in his mind .

"Accumulate one dream, one face, one face at a time"

"Hold it up, put it down and remember it"

"Then look forward to the next relay"

Su Zimo put on the shoulder strap of the acoustic guitar, plucked the guitar strings with his right hand, and held the microphone in front of him tightly with his left hand, opening and closing his mouth, and the melodious singing voice continued to come out.

"Looking at the appearance of the anchor, and then at the appearance of the handsome guy on the stage, why do I feel a crisis?"

"I also feel that the anchor is about to fall"

"Speaking of which, although the camera is a little far away, I still feel quite familiar. Is it an illusion?"

Without Liu Yangyang noticing, the bullet screens in the live broadcast kept drifting past, densely packed with dizzying fonts.

"You and I are still in a heartbeat"

"Nothing matters"

"You and I Still Believe How Big It Is"

"Fireworks will eventually fade away"

“The most colorful garden ride ever”

"Just be tempted"

"Even if it's the end of the world, ask yourself"

"I want to be shocked in seconds"

(End of this chapter)