Shenhao: Start With Eight Yuan And Eight Seconds To Kill Ten Sets Of Shops

Chapter 602

Su Lang didn’t know what everyone was thinking.

Of course, even if he knew it, he wouldn’t care.

Looks are inherently innate, so who would let him show up with a pair of good parents?

Of course, Su Lang also has a way to change his appearance, and that is plastic surgery.

However, other people are all pretty, so he can’t find another way to make a ugly job, right? He is not a fool.

Right the microphone and adjust your breathing.

Su Lang spoke slowly:

“When will the moon be

Ask Qingtian about the wine

I don’t know what year the palace of heaven is today

I want to go home by the wind

For fear of Qin Lou Yuyu

…

People have joys and sorrows

The moon is cloudy and sunny

This matter is hard to come by. I hope people will be together for a long time.”

At this moment, Su Lang’s voice seemed to come from a few days.

It is clean, natural and pure, without a trace of extra dazzling skills, and some are just pure voices, but it makes people feel refreshing.

Instead of contemptuously, everyone opened their eyes straight, with unconcealed surprise on their faces.

In singing, although skill is a link that cannot be ignored.

But in many cases, the existence of skills is to conceal the defects of the sound.

The world’s top singers do not need any technical modification.

With their voices, people can be deeply involved.

There is no doubt that Su Lang did it.

Moonlight on Mid-Autumn Festival!

“Moon” has a very high status in people’s minds.

He represents clean, pure, pure, ethereal…

And Su Lang’s voice perfectly fits all the attributes of Mingyue.

So that Su Lang’s voice has sounded, and they are deeply involved in an instant.

Although they were in the studio at the moment, a bright moon seemed to appear before their eyes.

“Hiss~”

Off the stage, Zhang Mou looked at the handsome figure on the stage with a shocked look, and couldn’t help taking a breath.

To be honest, he has understood Su Lang’s singing skills.

He once watched the video of Su Lang on the “Gold Medal Creator” program.

However, when Su Lang sang “Fireworks Easy to Cold”, he used a lot of singing skills.

In Zhang Mou’s script, this time, Zhang Mou subconsciously felt that Su Lang would be the same as last time.

But who would have thought that Su Lang would not follow his script at all.

This time, in Su Lang’s singing, he did not use complicated singing skills.

It’s all because of the sound that makes people fall into it.

This is harder than singing with skills, and the difficulty has doubled.

This requires Su Lang to have the world’s top singing skills and impeccable control of his voice.

Now Su Lang, let alone the queen of heaven in China.

He can be compared to the world’s top singers!

“It’s terrible~”

Zhang Mou kindly sighed.

Originally, in his mind, Su Lang’s position was very high.

And now, Su Lang used his own strength to raise his position a lot out of thin air.

horrible?

Hearing Zhang Mou’s words, the surrounding stars nodded in agreement.

Before, they were still questioning Su Lang’s singing skills.

I feel that Su Lang is not good at singing.

But now, they found themselves wrong.

And it was a big mistake.

What’s wrong with Su Lang’s singing skills?

Su Lang’s singing skills were so good that they exploded.

In the area of ​​singing, even if they add it together, they are not Su Lang’s opponents.

“Master Su, it’s a real drop of cowhide…”

“Who would say that it is not? Good-looking, rich, and talented, this thief is so unfair.”

“I decided to turn my head and quit Dao Zonghuang. For the rest of my life, I have been with Young Master Dingsu…”

“Bah, lick the dog.”

“Hey hey hey, talk well, how can you call it a lick when it comes to cultural people?”

“Shui Tiao Song Tou is so nice, Master Su is the eternal god.”

“…”

“People have sorrows and joys, and the moon is cloudy and clear. This matter is hard to come by in ancient times.”

“I hope that Chen Changjiu will have a wonderful time together for thousands of miles.”

After a while, the song ended.

All of a sudden, the audience was silent.

The whole studio was silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

Although the song is over, everyone is still immersed in the shock brought by the song, and some even tremble and close their eyes, enjoying the aftermath of the song.

“Wow~”

About a minute later, everyone got up and began to applaud Su Lang.

“Snapped……”

“Papa…”

At the beginning, the applause was sparse, like light rain.

But after a while, this applause like raindrops turned into squally showers.

“Papa Papa~”

“Papa Papa~”

In the end, the huge applause turned into thunder and almost lifted the roof.

“Master Su, here’s a song!”

I don’t know who took the lead and yelled, and then the crowd seemed to be ordered.

It exploded completely.

“I hope people will last forever, with great lyrics, good songs, and nice sounds!”

“One more song, one more song!”

“Master Su is coming to a song!”

With the trembling cheers, even the glass windows of the studio were trembling slightly.

Offstage…

Zhang Mou was also full of excitement.

Su Lang’s performance was even better than he had imagined.

And it’s much better.

Whether it’s singing or typhoon.

Both are perfect.

“Xiaosu, everyone is so enthusiastic, why don’t you sing another song?”

With excitement, Zhang Mou tentatively said.

Although, Su Lang only reported one song.

But who knows if he will still have a hole card?

And even if it didn’t, it would not be easy to write a song on the spot with Su Lang’s ability to write lyrics and compose music.

When the time comes, it will be the day of the live broadcast.

Zhang Mou can imagine that this Mid-Autumn Festival party will definitely cause a sensation!

Even Zhang Mou has a hunch that this Mid-Autumn Festival party will definitely leave a strong mark in the experience of the Mid-Autumn Festival party.

Of course, whether it can be achieved now depends on whether Su Lang is willing or not.

Here is a song!

Uh……

Once he said something, he prepared a song.

“Ahem~”

Su Lang covered his mouth with his right hand and coughed awkwardly: “Director Zhang, I only prepared one…”

“It’s okay, there is still time now, it’s over if I don’t do it now.”

“Xiao Su, I believe in your abilities.”

While talking, Zhang Mou picked up the walkie-talkie next to him: “Come on, give Xiao Su a pen and paper.”

After a while, a good-looking woman took a paper and went straight to Su Lang, and by the way, she also thoughtfully arranged a table, chair and bench for Su Lang.

“Master Su, here is…”

“…”

The corners of Su Lang’s mouth twitched slightly, his expression a bit speechless.

Boy, what does this mean?

Don’t leave him a way out, right?

Thinking of this, Su Lang took the pen and paper.

Just write, just raise your hand.