The decent group was surprised to sit up and the villain was myself

The singing in the theater gradually faded away.

"Woo~"

Ye Xing covered her cheeks with a blushing face, and the shame in her heart was constantly rising.

Unexpectedly, she actually sang along with the singer.

It must be very unpleasant, right?

If the singer laughed at him, Ye Xing probably wouldn't have the courage to sing in the bathroom in his entire life.

However, what Ye Xing didn't expect was that the singer didn't mean to ridicule, but put his hand on Ye Xing's chin and lifted it slightly.

"Well?"

Ye Xing removed the hand covering her eyes, raised her head slightly under the singer's movement, and looked directly into her eyes.

"Performers, your singing voice is very special and impressive."

Yexing tilted his head.

Are the words of the singer a compliment?

special?deep impression?Shouldn't it be too ugly to make people forget?

Thinking of this, Ye Xing's face started to heat up again, and he already wanted to die.

But the singer's next sentence made Ye Xing lose this idea.

"I love so much."

"really?"

"Ah."

The singer's approval suddenly boosted Ye Xing's confidence, which lacked self-confidence.

Being recognized by someone who can sing so well, does that mean her singing can also be heard?

Now even if there is a ghost girl at home, she dares to sing in the bathroom!

Not only that, but she also wanted to sing with Yelan, to let the ghost know what singing is!

Ye Xing began to stir around the corner.

But it's not time to go home yet, she still has a singer by her side, so she has to find a chance to get along with her.

But Ye Xing's social skills are very poor, and he doesn't know how to communicate with the star eclipse incarnation who is different from ordinary people, so he can only try to provoke him cautiously.

"Singer, are you interested in Diva?"

"Diva, what is it?"

"It's a profession that specializes in singing among human beings. Among the singers, there are many existences who are as good at singing as you~"

"curious."

Seeing that the singer was attracted, Ye Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, she chose the topic in the right direction.

Well, social skills are steadily improving!

However, most of the social objects seem to be eclipse-oriented.

This is a bit of a problem.

Ye Xing and Singer came to the audience and sat down.

As we all know, to become a friend, you must first have a good chat experience. If you can't chat, you can't be a friend. Communication is very important.

Afterwards, Ye Xing began to talk to the singer about the "Diva".

"Singer is a special profession that can bring people spiritual enjoyment. Their singing voices are loved by everyone. Some powerful singers can even sing in front of thousands of audiences on the big stage. The scene is really amazing. Spectacular!"

Seemingly feeling that his language expression was not vivid enough, Yexing turned on the screen projection of the device and presented the big screen in front of the singer.

"It's not enough to express it in words, so I'll show you the effect directly."

With that said, Ye Xing deftly found out the replay of the live broadcast of the singer Qing Mio's concert, and played it directly in front of the singer.

In the next second, noisy human voices sounded in the theater, coming from the live playback screen.

The singer's eyes stared at the gorgeous figure that began to appear on the stage, and for some reason, he had a strange feeling.

Immediately afterwards, the figure of the diva Kiyomi appeared under the brilliant lights, her aura shining incomparably.

The singer watched quietly.

Soon, Kiyo Mio's singing voice came out from the loudspeaker and reached the singer's ears.

"It sounds good."

The singer closed her eyes, as if she was listening carefully to her singing, and opened her lips slightly, opening and closing, as if looking for the melody of the song and singing it in her heart.

After a concert, the singer's condition is very stable.

After the replay ended, Yexing asked curiously.

"Singer, what are you singing for?"

Hearing this, the singer lowered her head, as if she was thinking about how to answer Ye Xing. Singing is not purely instinctive. There is a subconsciousness telling her...

"I want more people to remember me."

"That's it..."

Yexing opened her cherry lips slightly, a little surprised by the purpose of the singer's singing.

The vocals of the singers are impressive.

If being a singer is easy to be remembered, is it such a simple purpose?

But if people want to remember her, they have to let the world know that there is a girl who sings very well in the Rising Sun Troupe.

But it's a pity that ordinary people can't observe the eclipse, and don't know if the singing can be recorded.

Yexing pondered for a moment.

But the singing voice of the star eclipse should be unusual, right?

Ye Xing was worried that the singer's singing voice would have some strange special effects, and once it affected ordinary people, he would post it.

Anyway, she still remembered what happened yesterday.

The singer's singing made all the night watchmen lose their stars, making them unable to contact the stars and turning them back into ordinary people.

So what is the effect of letting ordinary people listen to it?

Ye Xing suddenly had a strange idea, so he said to the singer: "Nah~ Singer, can you sing another song? I want to hear it!"

The singer tilted his head.

"can."

Then the singer re-entered the stage, opened his voice under the expectant eyes of Ye Xing, and uttered a melodious and ethereal singing voice.

At this moment, Yexing pressed the recording button of the smart device to record the singer's singing.

Just like that, a few minutes passed.

Ye Xing perfectly recorded the singer's voice and put it in his pocket with a satisfied face.

"Singer, I'm going back first, see you tomorrow~"

"Spectators, see you tomorrow."

After saying goodbye to the singer, Ye Xing happily left the theater and prepared to go home.

Watching the replay of the live broadcast for several hours in the theater caused her to go home late tonight, and it was almost bedtime.

Yelan was still at home waiting for her to go back to take a bath together, and a certain ghost girl kept whispering in her ear, "When will Yexing come back?".

Annoying.

After a while, Ye Xing returned home, opened the door and grabbed the hair of the ghost girl who was trying to play a prank.

"It's already been exposed, you idiot."

"Yeep! Yexing crawls!"

Ye Xing casually pushed Aipal aside, then carefully took out the smart device, turned on the player and started playing indoors.

In the next second, the singer's voice sounded in the room.

"Ah~?"

Yexing nodded in satisfaction.

"Although it's almost boring compared to the scene, it's still great."

Epal leaned over curiously, and spun around the idea device that played the singing.

"It sounds good. Is this the singing voice of the young lady in the troupe? Ye Xing, you actually recorded it."

"Such a beautiful singing voice should be recorded and listened to several times. Is there anything wrong?" Ye Xing glanced at Epal.

"No, Epal likes it too."

The dumb hair on the top of Epal's head was dangling, and he seemed to like the song very much.

Ye Xing looked away and looked at the player again.

"It sounds like there shouldn't be any problem. Amway can be heard by many people."

Share the singer's singing voice with those who like to listen to the song.

This is Ye Xing's little calculation.

Chapter 35

The next day.

Ye Lan woke up early in the morning and went to the next door to knock on the neighbor's door.

Boom boom boom!

"Motu get up quickly! I have something nice to show you!"

After a while, the door was opened.

A black-haired man looked at the black-haired loli standing in front of the door speechlessly, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Running to knock on the door early in the morning, and letting people sleep?"

Ye Lan was not false at all, and looked confident and confident.

"How can you sleep at this age? You can't sleep late! You have to get up and build the country."

Motu rolled his eyes and leaned his back against the door panel.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

Seeing him go straight in, Ye Lan took out a walkman and handed it to him.

"I have a song I want to show you!"

"Oh?"

With a suspicious expression, Mo Tu reached out to pick up Ye Lan's Walkman, and put the earphones into his ears.

After pressing the play button, a familiar singing voice sounded soon.

Motu narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about something while listening to the song.

After a few minutes, he took off his earphones and asked, "What do you want to record this singing?"

Ye Lan didn't answer, but stared at Mo Tu's face curiously, and asked, "Is there anything uncomfortable about your body?"

"Huh?" Motu was puzzled at first, but he quickly realized that a black line appeared on his head.

"Grass, you are treating me as a test subject, right?"

"Don't care about these details, first tell me if there is any bad effect on ordinary people?"

Mo Tu sighed softly, and returned the Walkman to Ye Lan.