Reverend Insanity: Sixty-first: too naive

After the sounds are gone, the audience of the audience began to communicate in a low voice. ???

"It's the first time I've heard this song, it's really wonderful."

"You don't have one now, and the songs are good, but Xie Yimo has lost the standard. He manipulated the maggots and made frequent mistakes." Many people talk about this, and their expressions are strange.

The real reason is that Fang Yuan and Xie Yimo have never drilled well. If it is done once or twice, there will never be so many small mistakes.

But even so, in the first cooperation, this degree can be achieved, and Xie Yimo's accomplishments are already amazing enough.

"Now, the waves are smoothing, the weather is getting better, the clouds are dissipating, and the moonlight is appearing. No matter how much Xie Momo makes mistakes, this effect is in front of me."

"This result should be a tie, even Xie Yimo has a slight advantage."

"It's up to you."

鲛 People are looking forward to the next Poseidon Festival.

The old clan also saw a lot. At this moment, he spit out a stale gas, and the big stone in his heart slowly dropped.

"What's going on ?!" In the squatter hustle, the patriarch of the cold tide roared.

"It seems your plan was successful, but it was unexpected." Bu Sulian narrowed her eyes and focused on Fang Yuan. She sighed and said, "This man is not easy. Xie Yimo's magical eyes. I am familiar with the composition. I am afraid that this piece is his original. From this we can see that this person is very good at phonics.

The patriarch of Hanchao immediately expressed doubt: "There are thousands of songs in this world, it is difficult to count. How can you be sure that this is his original?"

Bu Sulian smiled slightly, looked at the head of the Hanchao tribe, and did not hide the contempt in her eyes: "You don't understand."

The face of the Han Chao tribe suddenly became more gloomy: "Bu Sulian, would you talk well?!"

Bu Sulian sneered, no longer dealing with the cold tide patriarch, but looked at Fang Yuan's eyes, shining brightly.

Others will be afraid of the forces of the Cold Wave Patriarch, but Bu Sulian will not.

This is not only because she is the widow of the old tribe, but also because of her extraordinary wrists and talents.

But there is one point, Bu Sulian guessed wrongly, Fang Yuan didn't create anything at all, this is originally a song on the earth in previous lives.

"This genre has a different path, unheard of, it must be your original. I did not expect that you also have advanced studies in the audio channel." When Xie Maomo stepped down, the other party's voice was transmitted, his voice was full of praise and wonder.

Fang Yuan smiled bitterly: "It's been a prize, and you have seen it. I even borrowed the piano. I don't have such a deep voice accomplishment."

"You don't have to be humble. To be able to create such a piece of music, the syllable accomplishment has become popular, maybe you will have a good career in refining the syllable." Xie Anmo looked to Fang Yuan, her eyes bright, her expression sincere and sincere.

Fang Yuan already anticipated this.

He doesn't want to explain, because it's not the point and it's unclear.

"The focus is now on the next two songs. If I didn't expect it to be bad ..." Fang Yuan stopped talking.

The two left the stage and Dong Lei immediately came on stage.

Although Fang Yuan and Xie Yimo's performance surprised her, at this moment she is not panicked and still has a calm style.

She began to sing, and the beautiful song 6 continued to attract large and small schools of fish.

"Sure enough." Fang Yuan sneered.

Xie Yimo's eyes became colder.

The two guards, Blue Scale and Red Scale, looked at each other, flushed with anger: "This **** sings the song we prepared again!"

"It doesn't matter, I still have the music." Fang Yuan smiled, confident.

Dong Lei stepped down and it was their turn to play again.

Fang Yuan accompaniment.

...

When will the moon be? Ask the wine about the sky.

I do n’t know what year it is tonight.

...

As soon as the song was released, the atmosphere suddenly changed, and all the people present closed their eyes drunkly.

...

I want to go back by wind, lest Qiong Lou Yuyu, the heights are too cold.

Dance to clear the shadow, why it seems to be on earth.

Zhu Ge, Low Qihu, according to sleeplessness.

...

Xie Anmo remembered that when she was a saint, she was a lonely person with a high weight, but she was filled with emotion for a while.

I want to go back by wind, but Qionglou Yuyu of the maiden restrains me. The chill is so intense and sleepless, who can dance with me?

...

There should be no hate.

People are sad and happy, and the moon is cloudy.

This is an ancient and difficult task, but I hope that people will last for a long time.

...

Sing a song, the world is silent.

Large swarms of fish, shrimp, and tortoise float on the sea in large swaths.

Seabirds also fly and circle, many of them are birds that are active during the day, but they are attracted by the singing in their sleep.

Graceful words, slow tunes, deeply rooted in people's hearts, making people unable to extricate themselves.

Xie Anmo looked at Fang Yuan and thought, "Is this the song he composed for me?"

She resonates with the song, gets comfort and warmth. She is as pure and clear as the bright moon, but she is stigmatized by outsiders, but now the coldness and irritability in her heart have dissipated, and the previous rumors and rumors can no longer leave traces in her heart.

"He knows me." For a moment, Xie Ao Mo's heart rose with a mysterious and inexplicable touch.

The results come out. Comparing the two, Fang Yuan and Xie Yimo are slightly more dominant.

Dong Lei was pale under the stage. She deeply understood that if the cooperation between Xie Yimo and Fang Yuan was not in place and there were some errors, I am afraid she would not be qualified for the third match.

"This man is definitely a threat!" The patriarch of the cold tide gritted his teeth and slammed his fist against the window lattice of the squatter house.

"You finally saw it." Bu Sulian said lightly, with a hint of irony in her tone.

The cold wave patriarch hummed coldly, without a mood to care about Bu Sulian.

He must quickly deal with the crisis, because according to the situation before the situation continues, after the third song, Xie Yimo must be the winner.

"Is Fang Yuan? I didn't expect it to be a big trouble!"

"This person must be disposed of!"

The cold wave tribe is secretly ruthless, and at the same time has a headache. If in peace, he naturally has a lot of means to target Fang Yuan. But now the Poseidon Festival, in the eyes of everyone, he has too little room for action.

"What to do?" The head of the Han Chao clan thought, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

After thinking about it for a long time, the Cold Wave Patriarch finally shot.

"Fang Yuan, I am the leader of the cold wave!" He directly transmitted Fang Yuan, because this was the most likely way he thought of.

Fang Yuan looked and did not answer.

The chief of the Hanchao smiled: "You can listen quietly. You are a smart man, I know. But you are too young, and always have unrealistic naive thoughts."

Fang Yuan sneered, and secretly replied, "I'm not naive, but an ideal, you won't understand."

"So you're stupid, boy. Don't look at the two of you standing on the stage, the scenery is the same, but it is essentially just a chess piece. You look at the flag fluttering in the wind, it is the flagpole at all. You have to think about it, what is your fundamental dependency? "

"Is the old clan? Inquire about what kind of person she is. She has power and can obviously work to suppress our side, but she chooses to let you fight for pioneers. When Xie Momo thoroughly investigated corruption , Has she done anything? Did she help you? She may have provided some help, but please believe me, this is just a small favor she can help. "

The patriarch of the Cold Tide is quite eloquent. He continued: "Well, even if you take ten thousand steps back, you win and keep the position of the Virgin. What do you really think I will die? No, the cold tide A tribe is the largest tribe in the court at the moment. To let me die is to make the whole court turbulent and even to disintegrate. She has no such firm will. She just wants to beat me so that I don't go overboard. "

"So in the end, even if you find out, I will still be alive in the end, and continue to be my patriarch of the cold wave. At most, I will come up with some scapegoats, do something, and converge slightly."

"In the Poseidon Festival, behind almost every maidservant competing for the maiden, there is a force supporting them. Do you think this is just a simple maiden selection? No, this is a game, let us These high-level officials are competing in a resource-free way for the next few decades. The power of possessing the Virgin is much more, and the power of the Virgin is less.

"Fang Yuan, maybe you will hate and dislike the forces under the shadows. But you have to understand that in this ocean, darkness is the master. Some of the so-called light is only a shallow layer on the sea. , Ordinary people are fascinated by its bright and beautiful, thinking that light is the truth of the ocean, which is ... too naive. "

Fang Yuan is silent. 8