Rebirth of the National Male God Chapter 325:
The boy was lying on the sofa, watching the replay of "Gone with the Wind" on the TV lazily.
Rong Junyi walked out of the bathroom and narrowed his eyes to the lazy fox-like guy on a sofa, with a slightly hoarse voice, "Stop playing."
The teenager raised his head, raised his eyebrows slightly, with a playful meaning in his eyes: "Are you uncomfortable?"
The man’s eyes like obsidian looked at the boy’s eyes and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Sore throat?" The teenager smiled gently.
Rong Junyi frowned slightly, not knowing what the teenager wanted to say.
The boy’s dark eyes puffed up with evil smiles: "How come? Auntie?"
"..." Rong Junyi stared directly at Shu Cheng, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and some deep anger flashed in his eyes like the sea, with awe-inspiring momentum.
Shu Cheng shrugged and looked directly at the man.
"Next week’s song is about you, remember to watch it." Shu Cheng chewed the sugar, ignoring the dark expression of the man. "Your boyfriend is so handsome, don’t be exaggerated."
Rong Junyi: "..." I didn't intend to praise.
Is this child a bit womanish?
......
Shu Cheng came to the backstage of "Masked Masked King" again, changed her clothes and put on her white mask.
Looking at the text message just flirting with A Xiaorong, I can't help but want to laugh. This man is afraid that he hasn't been so stubborn in his life!
"Boom—"
A knock on the door rang.
"It's your turn."
Shu Cheng got up and arranged her shirt, and her mouth bent a wicked arc, facing the gorgeous lights, and embarked on a wide stage.
Under the spotlight, Theking took the stage.
Thunderous applause and screaming endlessly.
"Theking!"
"Theking!"
"Theking!"
......
Everyone was shouting Theking, and the panelists and the players in the back room were stunned.
How do you play this? !
Simply give him the song king!
What else to play!
Two songs, no appearance, this popularity is simply!
......
The lights are dim, the music is ringing, and the audience is quiet.
The white figure on the stage slowly picked up the microphone and put it on his mouth:
"Coffee on the left bank of the Seine,"
"I taste your beauty with a cup,"
"The mouth with a lip print,"
"Who wrote the wrong name of the florist rose."
Guess the panelists.
Deng Fuling was surprised: "What style is this?"
Tianwang Jiangyi’s eyes are also bright, slightly excited: "It’s interesting, the first time I saw this style of music, this Theking is really a genius!"
Jiang Jing can’t hear the quality of the music, but just thinks he likes this melody.
......
"The confession balloon wind blows across the street,"
"Smiles fly in the sky,"
"You said you were a little bit hard to get me back,"
"Gifts do not need to pick the most expensive as long as the leaves of the Champs Elysees."
"Oh, create a romantic date and don’t be afraid to mess up everything."
Shu Cheng closed his eyes and remembered the scene with the man.
——"In fact, if you are ugly, I might be able to take you to go shopping, watch a movie, eat a Western meal, take a walk, watch the stars and the moon, and talk about the philosophy of life from poems and songs, but you look like that Handsome, I just want to sleep with you."
——"Give you three seconds, after three seconds, you will be at your own risk!"
The boy's dark eyes are deep. He used to just want to sleep, but now he seems to want to sleep more.
Shu Cheng continued to sing with a light smile:
"With you you have the world."
"Dear fell in love with you from that day on,"
"Sweet is easy,"
"Dear unwillingness of your eyes,"
"Say I will."
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Digression:
"Where is it uncomfortable?"
"Sore throat."
"Auntie Aunt?"
"Uh."
——Self-experience
(It can only be unspeakable)