Ark Chef Lapland

The good tunes are enough to cool the hustle and bustle here and turn them into anticipation for the next singing.

Finally, with an indifferent and somewhat unexplainable sad voice, with a bit of reminiscence of the vicissitudes of life, he began to sing softly:

On the dark desert trail

The cold wind messed up my hair

The warm smell of the Tower of Babel floats in the air

Looking into the distance

I see flashing lights

My head is getting dizzy and my vision is blurred

I have to stop for the night

She is standing by the door

I heard the church bell

I thought to myself

Here may be heaven or hell

Then she lit a candle to lead me

Many sounds from the corridor

I think they mean---

Welcome to Dragon Gate Hotel

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This is the feeling of being able to reach the Dragon Gate from Lateran through hardships.

This is her first impression of this metropolis.

This is also a song that can be explained by the listener's own experience.

"Longmen Hotel".

Sora next to him, originally wanted to help the dancer in the cold, but he didn't expect that the angels could sing so quietly, enough to conquer everyone present.

And the tune and lyrics of this song are so high that I don’t know how to accompany the dancers in order to express the picture hidden outside the music.

After all, this little idol is too young and has too little experience.

Or because this is a near-perfect country rock, it doesn't need any fancy form at all, it already attracts all the attention of listeners.

The traveler’s experience at that time, the mysterious Longmen Hotel, seems to have a lot of pen and ink, the maid in the song, and the illusion that does not exist...

There are thousands of explanations for why angels sing.

But when an angel chose to sing this song composed of words and music by himself to the world, that state of mind, which had already looked down upon the past, made the true meaning of that time elusive.

"Sing it again!"

I don't know who started to shout, and the audience applauded, and then everyone played the sign and asked the angels to sing again.

"Like those big singers' concerts!" Kong leaned into Neng Angel's ears, with a little envy in his excitement.

She also dreams of being the only focus on the stage. A look in her eyes will make fans scream, and tens of thousands of people will shout her name in the drums—

At that moment, what you saw in your eyes and heard in your ears were all for his crazy church members, and he was considered a successful idol, right?

If I was so good, it would be nice to be able to sparkle like Angel Sister!

Being an angel is very, very unexpected.

She just wanted to help Lapland hold a scene, but she didn't expect the "strange song" she wrote to be so popular.

In Lateran, the songs and lyrics I wrote were all criticized by the teacher for "not feeling the slightest admiration and respect for God". No matter how beautiful the melody is, I can only get a passing score.

The guitar, an overly casual instrument, is not as good as the harp and pipe organ.

But she just likes this kind of music, even if she is unconvinced that she blows up the school and is severely criticized, she can't stop her liking--

She was born for rock and roll.

So sing it again, and I am glad to go.

After "Longmen Hotel" again, she sang three more rock songs that were very popular at the time. The rhythm went from slow to fast, restoring the original atmosphere of the small bar.

The sales of drinks are normal again, and the backing vocals are no longer the protagonist. They return to the gimmick rhythm of drinking and eating on weekdays, providing a little sweet sound.

Kui Aman breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there is only one piece of the angel's own style, otherwise he will be the scene of the fan meeting.

Next time, you can ask Croissant to bake a batch of "Angel Favorite" apple pie for sale in advance.

All you need to do is to be able to eat five in a row with an angel performing in the true colors on stage, and tell everyone how delicious this thing is with a vivid expression. I am so popular!

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Outside the lively Vigorous Pub.

On the opposite side of the street, a Ruper girl wearing a kimono from the East seemed to blend in with the street, gently walking through the alley.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the bar, she saw the dazzling angels on the stage, and found the senior sister in white chef clothes and high hats at the kitchen door.

There is still time that little girl, although on the stage like a beautiful background board.

But she had a lot of fun, signing autographs, writing messages to the female fans who came here, and accepting drinks from them.

This "approachable" move aroused little fans inexplicably excited, and recorded the idol "love to drink the sour plum soup from Dali Pub", which was widely circulated in the discussion group as the latest information.

This sour plum soup was visited by Lapland two days ago and saw new green plums on the market. I bought a batch of them for trial.

Today, I handed it over to Ke Song at work, but I didn't expect it to be on the shelf so efficiently.

What she didn't know was that the Ke Song brand had recorded the sales of sour plum soup and listed it as one of the 99 reasons why Yan Guo cuisine had to learn.

Of course, her ninety-nine reasons are combined into one sentence, but they are nothing but:

Really make money!