don't call me singer

Chapter 200 They wrote the song "Just You Are Cheap" (please ask for a guaranteed monthly pass next month)
"Are everyone at the scene deaf? No one voted for such a beautiful song!"

At this moment, Chen Yujie's fans felt that their worldview was about to collapse.

My brother Jie sings so well, my brother Jie is so handsome, my brother Jie is the best in the world, my brother Jie works hard and loves fans, are you all dead?Do not vote for him!
And the rest of the audience, after hearing the result, were also roaring in their heads.

"Are all the people at the scene deaf? The singing is so ugly, but there are still people voting? I want to know, who voted for those three votes!"

Needless to say, there was another commotion on the Internet.

At this very moment, Chen Yujie is live broadcasting, waiting for the result together with his more than 2000 million fans.

Although Chen Yujie failed to kick the gym, it is actually not a bad thing for Internet celebrity singers like Chen Yujie.

What level of stage is that in "Battle of the Kings of Songs"?

Although the ratings of "Battle of the Kings of Songs" are no longer, this is a phenomenon-level program that once created miracles and records, and once caused a lot of discussion on the Internet.

After broadcasting for so many seasons, the program group has shown signs of decline, because all the singers on the program are the best and the top.

For ordinary singers, being able to show their faces on this stage is enough to be extremely lucky.

Chen Yujie failed to kick the gymnasium, which is called "defeat is glorious".

Being able to sing two songs on the stage of "Singer" is considered a higher level for himself and his fans.

It's a pity...he has a group of brain-dead fans, and he insists on letting the show crew reveal the final number of votes.

What can the program group do?
In the previous week, everyone in the program group had been scolded by their ancestors for eighteen generations.

How could it be possible for Chen Yujie to hide it?

I'm afraid the program team has long been looking forward to the broadcast of this episode.

Now it's out, are you happy?

When this result came out, Chen Yujie swears directly in the live broadcast: "Fuck, I'm going to kill them!"

Although Chen Yujie immediately realized that what he said was wrong, he hurriedly changed his words and said insincerely: "I am very happy to be on this stage, thank the program team for giving me this opportunity..."

But he couldn't hide his frustration and anger.

Damn me, it’s fine if I fail in the gym, how could I get such a low score?
At this moment, it was like a scumbag third-year student who tried his best to cover up the fact that he was only a third-grade student, but finally showed his true colors in the high school entrance examination, but refused to believe that this was his true strength.

At this moment, Chen Yujie's fans exploded. They desperately greeted the program team, Fu Han and Gu Xiaobai's family, and all the other program team members on the Internet...

Bite everywhere like a mad dog.

In dormitory 306, Wang Haixia turned on his phone and glanced at it, and couldn't help but yelled "Damn".

"Wait!" Zhou Xianting stretched out his hand to hold his hand, "Today we agreed not to spam!"

Next to him, Gu Xiaobai was rubbing his hands like a big, handsome fly. His hands were itchy, and he wanted to study and solve the problems!

Zhao Mo has been forced to say seven sentences today, and his expression is as uncomfortable as if he is constipated.

And he, Zhou Xianting himself, did not do any of the several sets of fitness exercises he had to do every day!
The muscle fibers in his two thighs were whining and trembling.

Today is a night specially reserved for celebration in 306, and a bet has been made beforehand that whoever breaks the exception first will clean up for the next week.

Also wash other people's smelly socks.

Wang Haixia thought of the sour taste of the socks after Zhou Xianting came back from the gym, gritted his teeth and said:
"I have to hold back! You can't spit on people... you can't spit on people..."

Ahhhh, I really want to spray these trolls!Spray to death!Spray so fucking that I don't even know it!
No, I absolutely don't want to wash Brother Ting's smelly socks, it will kill you.

Wang Haixia rubbed his hands, and rubbed his hands again. For a moment, the four anxious single dogs were like big-headed flies with four heads touching each other in a meeting, and their hands were peeled off.

"Who proposed to celebrate tonight, and nothing can be done?" Wang Haixia challenged.

"It's you." Zhao Mo said, it can be seen that after saying these two words, he was already so uncomfortable that he was going to die of poison.

Zhou Xianting subconsciously stretched his legs, as if he wanted to sprint quietly on the stool, while Gu Xiaobai looked up at the ceiling, lost in thought, and was about to enter his own memory palace.

But they are still holding back.

The flame deep in Wang Haixia's heart finally couldn't bear it anymore, he clapped his hands and said:
"Let's write songs!"

"Write a song?"

"Well, Bai Mo Tingxia has only one song so far! Is it too lonely? I see that many musicians who participated in the competition have already written several songs." Wang Haixia said.

"good idea."

"Write a song."

"Ah."

The other three agreed and hit it off.

Such idleness really makes the three of them sick!
"What are you writing?" Gu Xiaobai pulled the electric steel over.

"I want to write a curse song!" Wang Haixia waved.

"Still writing in the original format?" Gu Xiaobai took out his pen and planned to compose.

Kanon, 4536251, I am familiar with these, watch me write you a song in 5 minutes...

"Xiaobai, you have some ideals, okay! We want to challenge some new difficulties!" Wang Haixia expressed contempt for Gu Xiaobai who has no dreams.

Then Wang Haixia was despised by Zhou Xianting: "Li Xiaobai, you can write songs? I think you want to call Mai, I am familiar with this. As long as you make good use of this, that, you, me, him, everyone can call wheat."

As he spoke, Zhou Xianting dragged a Kajon drum from the side, beat out a few beats with a bang, and then sang:

"Hoe the grain of your day at noon,
Sweat drips and I drop to the ground.

Who knew that this plate of Chinese food,

He has worked so hard... how about it?how about it? "

Next to him, Wang Haixia silently rolled his eyes.

"At least let's rap, okay? Shout out to Maiduo! But this rhythm is good. Keep this rhythm, and then add something else..."

Gu Xiaobai came to the piano, and casually pressed a few bass notes on the keyboard, reciprocating, helping Zhou Xianting enrich the rhythm.

"Well, I feel it." Wang Haixia followed the rhythm, nodding his head and shaking his head: "Yo, yo..."

"Half a glass of beer,
I was full of dissatisfaction,

Singing is worse than shouting wheat

The whole world is vomiting

I want to ask you to shut up,

Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.

You know I've worked hard,
Don't let fans protect you if you have the guts.

Ahem, ahem. "

Wang Haixia shook his head, he couldn't take it any longer, he was always ahh, ahhh.

Zhou Xianting wanted to pick it up, but he couldn't do it for a while, Zhao Mo next to him patted his thigh and took it in time.

"Plagiarism/beating the rankings/slandering my whole
Shameless/humiliation/maliciousness made me wake up
what original/what dream

what kind of etiquette

It's just a shroud

what talent / what game

What Chinese music scene

Nothing compares to the amount of money in your pocket"

"Hard!" Wang Haixia gave Zhao Mo a thumbs up.

Then it went on:
"You have a hero in your mouth

Didn't know it was my name

you feel like a prince

But I have never heard of my surname..."

At this time, Zhou Xianting finally had inspiration:
"You sing the song I wrote
waste all my efforts
Shame on the whole world
still feel like a character

Farce is rampant in this world

when can i stop

let me get a toilet paper

Go to the toilet and clean you up
Uh-huh, uh-huh..."

This last sentence disgusted everyone, and Zhou Xianting couldn't continue singing. He clapped his hands and pointed at Gu Xiaobai: "Come on, hook!"

Ugh? hook?It's my turn to sing the chorus?What's the chorus?
At this moment, Gu Xiaobai felt that he really didn't have the talent to write songs.

He played a few notes on the keyboard casually, and finally had an inspiration.

"A play?"

"Drama."

"Smoky voice?"

"Smoky voice."

Gu Xiaobai's breath sank, and he squeezed his throat:

"Wu Sheng came thousands of miles to slap his face
Wu'an pits you for 40

Wu Mu gold medal palm your mouth

Wu Xiang shoots you thousands of arrows

Marquis Wu grass boat is not as good as you

A body full of arrows piercing the sky..."

The four looked at each other and said in unison: "You are the only one, you are the only one!"

Then the four of them laughed together.

　I wrote nearly 20 words this month, but all the manuscripts have been exhausted...

　　This book is so difficult to write, writing so much really exhausted Uncle Ha.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)