"How is it, sir? Do you want to try? " The staff handed Wang Bing something like a microphone to invite him to show his singing rhythm.

It's said that Wang Bing hasn't sung in KTV hundreds of years ago. This machine looks very fresh.

"Can I have a try?" The voice interrupted Wang Bing's thoughts. He turned around and saw that a young girl with a backpack, hot shorts, white casual shoes and ponytail stopped in front of the machine. She seemed to be interested in the machine.

Meizhi was wearing big sunglasses and a mask. She couldn't see her face clearly.

"Yes When the staff handed her the microphone, she went to the machine, took off her mask, selected a song that Wang Bing had never heard, and then began to sing as if there were no one else.

The melody of the song is obviously different from that famous singer's, but the lyrics still make people unable to look directly at it. On the contrary, as soon as Meizhi opens her mouth, the staff next to her are stunned. Then many passers-by come over because they hear the song. It can be seen that Meizhi's song is very beautiful. Of course, it's for the "sky" people.

Anyway, Wang Bing didn't know what he was singing after listening to it for a long time. Even if he could hear the ups and downs of his mood, his sense of substitution and the sense of picture were too bad. This is obviously the common fault of all the songs of "heaven".

Meizhi sang selflessly. More and more people were watching. She also found out, but she didn't have the slightest stage fright.

"Pa Pa Pa!" After singing a song, the onlookers clapped spontaneously.

"That's a good song!"

The praise was endless, but Mei Zhi didn't have much fluctuation. She immediately put on the mask and returned the microphone to the staff.

"Miss, are you a professional singer? That was a good song The staff did not grudge praise.

"Just sing whatever you want!" Mei Zhi waved her hand noncommittally.

"Poof!

Zhang Xueyou, are you sure you didn't write the wrong words?

Will this force make someone and his fans kill the author of this book?

"Zhang Xueyou, good name!"

At that time, if a singer with the surname of Zhang knew that someone was impersonating him, would he vomit blood in anger?

Anyway, Lao Wang's heart is snickering, but how can people in the sky know who Zhang Xueyou is? Anyway, the song Wang Bing just sang is absolutely shocking.

"Is Mr. Zhang a professional singer?" A passer-by asked.

"No!"

"Mr. Zhang is not a professional singer, but he sings so well. It's amazing!"

"That is, Mr. Zhang's singing level is not as good as those professional singers."

"It's true..."

For a moment, "Zhang Xueyou" became the focus of attention. Even Mei Zhi, who was wearing a mask, was staring at him, her eyes shining, and the passionate melody of "Farewell My Concubine" was lingering in her mind.

At this time, Wang Bing saw Yao Yifei come over, so he left in full view of the public. People looked at his back and constantly exclaimed that there was such a "God Man" in the "sky".

"This song should only be in the sky. It's rare to hear it in the world."

Yes, no one has ever heard of such a "divine melody". It's so beautiful that it doesn't need to be heard. And the name "Zhang Xueyou" is also remembered by many people.

"Where were you just now?" Yao Yifei asked.

"I'm not going anywhere, just look around!"

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