The beginning of a small three, singing and crying water friends

Chapter 30
July passed quietly, and time came to August.

It has been four days since Chu He sang the song "Flying Freely".

This song still hasn't caused any waves on the Internet, there are very few comments, and it is neither popular nor popular.

However, unconsciously, there is such a landscape in the country.

A group of aunts stepped on the dynamic melody and twisted their waists in high spirits in the streets and alleys of the city.

That confident demeanor made passers-by look sideways.

Capital city, magic capital, big and small cities with 123456789 lines, you can hear this melody as soon as you go out.

"Who is singing (For you)"

"Warms the loneliness (Aha)"

"White clouds and blue sky are still drifting with tears (Don't go)"

"Live alone in that vastness"

"Seeing the bright fireworks of the distant heaven"

……

Sweep, spread...

In just three or four days, the square dance was presented in front of everyone with such a crazy gesture.

Even Chu He, the instigator, did not expect that the spread of square dance would be so fast.

Whether it is a square in the city center, a garden in a community, or a village in the countryside, as long as it is a place where dancing is possible, you can see dancing aunts everywhere.

Everyone is shocked, okay?
Who would have thought that the song that everyone didn't even bother to complain about would become popular all over the country in just a few days?

Even the official media such as CCTV also reported on this phenomenon. The news mentioned that this is a kind of folk art, an art derived from life.

Well, now that the official media has reported such a report, the aunts who were still a little hesitant to follow suit and dance in the square dance completely let themselves go.

This is a pain for these young people.

Art belongs to art, aesthetics is another matter. They really can't appreciate this kind of scumbag songs, but they still can't escape it.

How to hide, from morning to night, in the streets and alleys, as long as they are given some space to display, those aunts can enjoy the joy of square dancing to the fullest.

After finally waiting for the rainy day, everyone thought it would be clean at last, but they found that mom had played "Free Flying" in the living room...

It's like a magic sound, isn't it?
So these netizens waited until Chuhe started broadcasting and began to criticize him.

"I'm going crazy. I didn't know before that there are so many aunts in my 18th-tier city... From 5 am to 12 pm, this song "Flying Freely" has never stopped. Who can save me? me!"

"Chuhe, look what you have done!"

"I advise you to be a person. My mother doesn't cook now, so she leaves it all to me. She goes out to dance in the square by herself!"

"Chuhe, take your life!"

The anger of the netizens startled Chu He who was across the screen, and hurriedly downloaded and left.

too frightening.

The appearance of the square dance made these aunts very happy.

Thinking about it, they originally stayed at home except for cooking and housework, and there were basically no entertainment activities.

Well now, I finally found a healthy and compelling recreational activity.

CCTV has said, this is art!

So... Chuhe gained a large group of aunt artist fans.

This made him dumbfounded...

Once when he mustered up the courage to start the broadcast again, several aunts gave him gifts.

What?You asked him how he knew it belonged to the aunt?

Of course it's what the fans said...

The aunt doesn't know how to register an account in the live broadcast room. Of course, she uses the child's account to give gifts. Of course, it is impossible to replenish the child with money.

Damn, what's wrong with using your account?It makes sense.

In short, Chuhe flapped his wings lightly, making the popularity of square dancing a general trend.

Chuhe suddenly became a street mouse.

"Damn it, I'm really going to vomit, every day is a song, and in my dreams, someone is singing "Free Flying"."

"Who knows Chuhe's address, I want to give him some local specialties from my hometown!"

"Has anyone formed a team to destroy Chuhe?"

"Upstairs, Mie Chuhe, you can ask your mother if she agrees...My mother used my shark fin to paint two rockets for Chuhe yesterday, woo woo woo!"

"If you want me to say, it's better to ask Chuhe to release two new songs for square dance. Wouldn't it be easier to accept these songs?"

When netizens saw this reply, their eyes suddenly lit up.

That's right, I can't stop these aunts anyway, otherwise Chuhe will have two more new songs.

You only listen to one song every day, do you really want to throw up?

As a result, those water friends who were originally discussing the Chu River in the live broadcast room changed their minds and began to urge changes online.

……

night.

When Chuhe started the live broadcast again, he felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Because of the mediocre quality of the song "Flying Freely" and the collective boycott of netizens, his popularity in the live broadcast room has dropped a lot.

But today...

He glanced at the popularity of the live broadcast, 95!
Almost enough to unlock the next stage of system rewards.

What is this for?
Chuhe greeted the audience with a guilty conscience.

What greeted him was a screen full of barrage.

Chuhe looked at it for a while before he understood, oh, it's a reminder...

He was amused, the square dance was originally created to disgust those who hacked him on the Internet, isn't it good now?

"Ahem, I can understand your feelings, but you also know that writing a song...it can't be written all at once, it needs inspiration and time..." Chuhe said cheerfully Smiling, "Do you understand what I mean?"

When the audience heard it, it seems that this is indeed the case. Writing songs is not something that can be written just by saying it.

Just when the audience was about to give Chuhe a yard, Chuhe's mobile phone suddenly received a message from Jiang Xiaorou.

Xiaorourou: Don't touch me until a new song is released.

Others don't know Chuhe's ability, but she does.

How long does it take to write a song?
That's someone else. For Chuhe, there are only thinking and not thinking.

Jiang Xiaorou, who put down her phone, sighed helplessly as she listened to the sound of dancing and singing from the square.

She can bear this, after all, she has experienced this once before, and she is somewhat resistant.

But her roommates couldn't take it.

Graduation is about to happen, everyone is busy looking for a job all day, so tired to death, but what I hear early in the morning is "Who is singing, warming the loneliness..."

Who can stand this?
Especially after they knew that Xiaorou's boyfriend was Chuhe, they began to urge Xiaorou to change every day.

Chuhe picked up the phone, glanced at it, and put it aside.

Oh, why don't you touch it if there is no new song?

Women can't be used to it!

"Ahem, that..., it takes time for someone else to release a new song, who am I? Chuhe! Since you are all looking forward to my new song, I will satisfy you!"

After finishing speaking, Chuhe turned around and hugged the guitar.

Really fragrant.

(End of this chapter)