Chapter 5 Burning the audience, plagiarizing the dog

“Mr. Almost” is a golden song about a wandering young man grumbling and complaining on the street.

This song resonated with Lu Li and sang the infinite anger in Lu Qi.

I do not have money,

I’m not handsome,

I have no talent.

But I have a heart for you.

However,

This true heart was trampled on by you.

So, so be it.

I, Lu Li, will never love someone again, I only love myself!

boom!

Lu Li clenched his fists and the microphone.

He didn’t notice that when he sang this song, his neck was already bruised.

“Mr. Almost, mine is almost born”

“It means I’m naive, and it means I’m a bitch”

“This is a similar life, there are always stitches”

It seemed that they were infected by Lu Li’s emotions, and the men, women, and young people all sang along.

This is also the magic of the song “Mr. Almost”, you only need to listen to it once, you can learn it, and then sing along.

“Mr. Almost!”

“Mr. Almost!”

Lu Li sang this song twice, until his throat became hoarse, Lu Li stopped.

Seeing the fierce cheers and roars of the audience in the audience, a smile appeared on the corner of Lu Li’s mouth.

He chuckles, “Host, who is the champion.”

The host was still immersed in the previous singing, hearing Lu Li’s question, he quickly recovered.

“Handsome guy, don’t know what your name is?”

“My name is Lu Li.”

The next moment, there were cheers in the audience,

“Land from!”

“Land from!!”

The host laughed, “Obviously, everyone likes your music better. I declare that the champion of this game is Lu Li!”

Roar!

Ho Ho Ho!

Lu Li was immersed in the enthusiastic cheers of the audience. At this moment, Lu Li felt that it would be good to be a star.

“I’m not convinced!”

At this moment, Zhong Yang on the side suddenly rushed out. He pointed to Lu Li’s nose and cursed.

“He can’t sing at all! This song is not his!”

A hint of playfulness flashed in Lu Li’s eyes.

“So what do you mean?”

Zhong Yang said to the audience, “I wrote this “Mr. Almost”, and he stole the song I wrote.”

Wu Yan also shouted, “Yes! Zhong Yang sang this song in front of us when I was with him before.”

“This song is by Zhong Yang, and Lu Li is a liar.”

The previous lively scene suddenly fell silent,

“This…what’s the situation? Is this “Mr. Almost” written by Zhong Yang?”

“I support Lu Li, I like how he feels when he sings. This song is definitely Lu Li.”

“I am a student of Mordu University. Senior Zhong Yang is a celebrity in our school. He is the number one of the top ten singers in our school for three consecutive years.”

“Yes, compared to the lesser-known Lu Li, I prefer to believe what Senior Zhong Yang said.”

For a while, everyone looked at Lu Li’s eyes slightly changed.

Contempt, ridicule, complicated.

In short, in everyone’s eyes, Lu Li’s credibility was greatly reduced.

Lu Li used his mind to ask the system,

“System, why did I write and sing this song, but everyone still doesn’t believe it?”

The system said lightly,

“This is their way of thinking. It’s hard for them to believe that an ordinary cock would write this kind of song.”

“Xiao Diaosi? You are really welcome.” Lu Li said.

“So, what should I use to prove myself?”

The system let out a chuckle, “A truly talented person will never have only one song.”



Hearing this sentence, Lu Li’s mouth rose slightly, and smiled lightly.

“Yes.”

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