I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

"thanks for your support."

"Thank you for your love for me."

"I will continue to cheer and contribute to the better cooking dance for everyone!"

Anlin’s speech made the scene once again ushered in a climax.

Tonight is destined to belong to the night of Anlin.

The audience was indulgent and shouted.

The envy and admiration of the artists.

They are all making Anlin more brilliant.

The gold medal instructors who had previously assessed him were a bit embarrassed at the moment.

"Liu Dabao said that he wants to win the championship. I still replied. Now it seems that I am too naive..." Daphne said with emotion.

The old man on the side followed and nodded: "From the very beginning, his goal was very clear, and his determination of the human heart and the preferences of the audience were all deeply studied. This is definitely an extremely powerful artist!"

Ying Bao did not think as much as the mentor thought.

Her heart is jumping wildly, and her breathing is rushing.

There are countless thoughts in my mind.

Did Liu Dabao do it?

Did Liu Dabao actually do it?

She believes that it is a goal of delusion.

Did Liu Dabao actually achieve it?

The terrible thing is that Liu Dabao has been running this goal from the beginning. How deep is this man hiding? Who is he?

Also, that gamble...

What will Liu Dabao ask her to do?

Thinking of this, Ying Bao’s heart is another burst of deer.

There is still a person on the stage.

The man had already softened his legs and could not wait to hide in the ground immediately.

Jin Feihong did not think that this trainer, who seemed to be a bit bully, became the head of Red Ink Square in just one day.

The most important thing is that he had even insulted Liu Dabao before, thinking about killing each other. Now in the blink of an eye, others will look down on him.

No wonder Liu Dabao didn't talk to him, not strong support, but he was really a funny clown...

Anlin did not pay attention to Jin Feihong.

Even if he has already obtained the top card, he is too lazy to swear in front of Jin Feihong. After all, his goal is not there.

The Red Emperor saw Anlin cheering in the face of the public, still calm in his heart, and his heart appreciated even more. He said: "Liu Dabao, according to the usual practice, became the head card, but to show the audience a rehearsal."

"Ah? Is there still this practice?" Anlin really didn't know.

Ying Bao did not tell him, or was too lazy to tell him, after all, no one knows that Liu Dabao can become the top card one night!

“Isn't it ready? Impromptu performances are ok.”

The Red Emperor saw An Lin’s expression, and there was no unnaturalness. Instead, he smiled at Anlin like a big sister next door, with a soothing power in his tone.

The audience was stunned as soon as they heard the performances.

"A more fried chicken!"

The dragon king’s son has shouted.

The rest of the audience followed.

"Chicken, you are too sweet!"

"Chicken, you are too sweet!"

"It is also possible to fry other dishes!"

"Bovine you are too sweet!"

"I want pigs, you are too sweet!"

"Fish you are too sweet!!"

The audience shouted and their stomachs were hungry.

When Jin Linger saw this style of painting, the supporter sighed: "Damn Dabao, what do you think of the style of our Red Ink Square?"

Red ink square is one of the last art palaces of this world civilization. As a result, a large group of people are now shouting the name of the dish. I don’t know if I have arrived at the vegetable market.

An Lin laughs and says nothing, what is this style of painting? At the beginning, he thought that the style of Hongmofang was the style of Yihongyuan. The red sister also said that the girls inside are all artists. At that time, An Lin’s laughter was polite...

The 60,000 spectators on the field are very enthusiastic.

I am very much looking forward to the performance of Anlin.

But Anlin was upset, and he was impossible to perform cooking.

The taste of the pan can only be used once at most once a day, and it is not so fragrant after use, so it is necessary to change the performance mode.

So, what way?

Anlin looked at the venue.

It’s so lively, it’s shouting.

Artists who have reached the peak in various fields of culture and art are also looking at him with a smile and an inspiring look, as if to cheer on him.

Every spectator is so enthusiastic, as if everything is beautiful.

But Anlin knows that this place may be the last goodness of the ancient times.

These people, obviously, are already in a state of life, but they are still sticking to their civilization and faith in their years.

Red ink square, glazed lights.

Taichu market, starry sky.

Anlin was in white and stood in the middle of the stage.

Suddenly remembered a popular song that was once on the earth.

It’s been a hundred years old song...

How many people still remember this song.

Just like the ancient times in the early days, how many creatures remembered the center of the universe?

"the brightest star in the night sky"

"Can you hear clearly?"

"The person who looks up"

"The loneliness and sigh of my heart..."

The song suddenly sounded, and the lively scene and cheers suddenly disappeared. They are qualified viewers, knowing that Anlin has started performing, and at the same time kept quiet.

The Red Emperor stopped at the first moment.

She always feels that this lyric is very relevant to their situation.

Was the oldest ancient domain in the early days, not the brightest star in the night sky?

Now, they have become people who look up and remember...

"The brightest star in the night sky~~~"

"Can you remember ~~"

"I used to walk with me and disappeared into the wind and rain~~~"

It also has a magnetic sound.

The audience also gradually confirmed that this is a song sung to them.

In the face of the disaster of extinction, how many friends and relatives disappeared beside them? Too much, too much to remember.

They are the lonely creatures looking up at the stars...

The beautiful and beautiful accompaniment sounded.

The audience suddenly found out that Gu Qiu seemed to be a quiet lady, sitting on the stage and holding a harp on the side to take the initiative to accompany the man!

"I pray to have a transparent mind"

"And the eyes that will cry"

"Give me the courage to believe again"

"Oh...cross the lie to hug you~~"

The climax sounded, and all the listeners had a layer of goose bumps~www.readwn.com~Anlin’s voice seemed to have a strange penetrating power, with a unique magic and hope and wish, to sing.

"Every time I can't find the meaning of existence~~"

"Every time I am lost in the night~~~"

"噢~~ The brightest star in the night sky~~"

"Please guide me close to you~~~"

The song of Anlin is still floating.

The audience has already burst into tears.

They are struggling, even if they change their life form.

They can't find the meaning of existence. They are in the last lonely city to destroy the world, enduring endless loneliness and darkness...

Anlin continued to sing.

The audience at the scene began to disappear one by one.

They disappeared into the seat as if they had never existed before.

Anlin didn't care, still singing.

The Ying Bao, which was followed by tears and whispered, disappeared.

Anlin is still singing in affection.

The artists on the stage also disappeared one by one.

In the end, the ancient autumn accompanied by him disappeared, and the accompaniment stopped.

The stage is very empty.

There is no one in the audience.

Perhaps they have never existed before.

The people on the stage are still singing.

What Anlin saw was the red ink square that even Guangming lost. The lanterns were extinguished and the light disappeared. The only light was the stars.

He seemed to be under the stars, in the dark and quiet ninety-nine-story pavilion, the people in the audience went to the empty space, and the stage sang softly.

Does everything really don't exist?

"the brightest star in the night sky"

"Can you hear clearly~~~"

"The person who looks up"

"The loneliness and sigh of my heart..."

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