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- "New song? Is he rapping and singing a new song?" Jiang Yan's expression brightened.
"There is a new song. He hasn't moved since "The Taste of Summer". Finally, there is a new song. I'm looking forward to it." With stars in his eyes, Huo Feifei couldn't help humming a short piece of The Taste of Summer.
"I don't know if it will be another hit." Jiang Yan still recognized Chen Pingan's strength and didn't diss him.
The barrage in the live broadcast room is also active again:
"Tsk tsk tsk, there's a new song."
"Hehe, don't have too high expectations. If Chen Pingan could write hits, he would have written them a long time ago. I guess the level of his so-called new songs is not very good. After all, he is exhausted."
"An male god is not exhausted, and Ning Que is not good enough to understand? An male god will not come up with fake works, he is very pursuing perfection."
"That's right! Call for my male god"
"An male god, my male god! Hahaha"
Zhou Tianming quickly fetched the guitar from the villa, and Chen Pingan took it, strummed the strings lightly, and after confirming that the tone was fine, he said: "Then I started?"
Lan Yu and the others nodded.
The air suddenly became quiet, and the guests quietly waited to hear Chen Ping's new song.
Only Zhou Tianming was looking forward to Chen Ping's embarrassment.
Chen Pingan took a deep breath, then quickly entered the state, strumming the guitar
The soothing melody sounded, he was immersed in the music world, and sang:
"A good man like me
It should have been a splendid life
How come more than twenty years
Still floating in the sea of ??people
"
Chen Ping'an's voice was a little hoarse because of his voice, and he was very touched by this song before time travel.
After graduating from an unknown secondary school, he became a programmer in a small company without any accident. With an ordinary salary, he lived an ordinary life and experienced the joys, sorrows and joys that most young people have. , confused and unwilling.
In order to earn more overtime pay, I worked overtime every day until the early hours of the morning.
At the same time, the experience of the original owner of this body is more in line with this song.
From a promising new singer to a broken voice, falling from a high altitude to the bottom of the valley.
Obviously you can enjoy applause and praise under the spotlight now,
Obviously can live a glamorous life,
But until now, he is still doing nothing, struggling to make a living.
Singing and singing, Chen Pingan couldn't help substituting the memories and emotions of the two souls, and the emotional rendering of the singing reached its peak in an instant.
"A confused person like me
People like me looking for
A mediocre person like me
How many people have you met
"
Confusion and exploration are probably what every young person is experiencing or has experienced.
In the bustling city full of high-rise buildings, the lights are feasting, the traffic is busy, and the passers-by are in a hurry.
The excitement belongs to others.
I am alone in the hustle and bustle.
Some people try their best to find a shelter in this place where every inch of land is precious.
Some people blocked their youth, but in the end they could only pack their bags and leave in embarrassment.
"Lonely people like me
Foolish people like me
People like me who are unwilling to be ordinary
How many people are there in the world
A strange person like me
Will anyone feel distressed. "
Chen Pingan played the last note slowly, his eyes were already moist.
At this moment,
The guests were silent.
Even Zhou Tianming, who was competing with Chen Ping'an, couldn't help but lower his head and was infected.
Studio Jiang Yan's eyes were warm, "What did he go through to write such a song? I seem to see myself many years ago."
"Graduated from a non-renowned college, not tall, and with a bad image, everyone said that I couldn't be a host. At that time, I wanted to give up countless times"
Jiang Yan felt sad when he thought of the past experience, and his voice couldn't help but choked up a little.
"I'm not afraid of your jokes, I often cry secretly at night."
Huo Feifei had heard some stories about Jiang Yan and admired him very much. She didn't know what to say, so she fell silent.
At this time, the barrage in the live broadcast room has covered the screen:
"God An Nan sang about himself, it's so sad."
"Yeah, it seems to be his experience,From being brilliant to being forgotten, from being proud to doubting oneself"
"I want to cry."
"I've already cried Who is not a mediocre person?"
"An male god, we love you dearly! We will always be with you!"
"Singing is me now, confused and helpless"
"I love you: I gave Chen Pingan a rocket!"
"Little fairy with sprained feet: I gave Chen Pingan a rocket!"
"Chrysanthemums are a bit sweet: I gave Chen Pingan a super rocket!"
"Chrysanthemums are a bit sweet: I gave Chen Pingan a super rocket!"
"Chrysanthemums are a bit sweet: I gave Chen Pingan a super rocket!"
Chrysanthemum is a little sweet and sent ten super rockets in a row, becoming Chen Ping's number one fan.
"Fuck, local tyrant! A super rocket costs 2,000 yuan, and ten are 20,000 yuan!"
"Brother Chrysanthemum, give me a hug on your thigh."
"You dare to explode (hug) Brother Chrysanthemum, no!! Let me do it!"
"Haha hiccup, this id show has exploded!"
In addition to the sweetness of chrysanthemums, hundreds of spectators gave Chen Pingan gifts.
Chen Pingan's popularity exploded.
"Ding! 10,000 popularity reached, congratulations to the host for completing the task."
"Congratulations to the host for getting the perfect singing potion and a random draw card."
"Is this achieved?" Chen Pingan's emotions were pulled back by the voice of the system.
Reaching 10,000 popularity is much faster than he imagined.
Today is the first day of the show.
Lan Yu, Zhang Ze and others gradually came to their senses. Although they have a good education background and a good job.
But before that, they also made arduous efforts for this.
Chen Ping'an's song,
Chen Pingan's words,
Let them see themselves and think of their own emotions.
"You made me cry." Lan Yu wiped away some tears. How many people can understand the loneliness and sadness that dancers have to go through? In order to keep fit, I can¡¯t eat my favorite barbecue, and I can¡¯t eat my favorite hot pot
Zhang Ze was touched by it, but he was able to control his emotions, and patted Chen Ping'an on the shoulder: "You will definitely get better and better."
"No, throat lozenges moisten your throat, your throat is hoarse." Wang Kexin handed out a box of mint-flavored throat lozenges from her small bag with red eyes.
"Thank you." Chen Pingan took it and thanked him, and his voice was really hot when he sang.
This throat lozenge is timely rain, and I immediately stuffed one into my mouth.
? On the other hand, Zhou Tianming didn't raise the issue again. On the one hand, he was shocked by Chen Ping's song, and on the other hand, he realized that he seemed to have facilitated everything with his own hands. Now Lan Yu looked at Chen Ping's eyes with a little more appreciation.
After blowing the night breeze in the garden for a while, Zhang Ze suggested: "It's ten o'clock, everyone go back to the room."
"Okay." The six people hurriedly cleaned up and went back to their rooms.
Chen Pingan and Zhang Ze saw a task card on the table as soon as they entered the room:
"Congratulations to everyone who stayed in the romantic cottage. During the seven days of stay, you can write a letter to the opposite sex you like at 10 o'clock every night to express your heart, and deliver it to the love mailbox."
"It's time to write a letter." Jiang Yan said.
"It's so exciting!" Huo Feifei guessed, "I think Zhang Ze and Chen Xi will definitely write each other. The two of them can see that they have a crush on each other."
"Zhou Tianming should write to Lan Yu, but Lan Yu should write to Chen Pingan" Jiang Yan continued the conversation.
"Kexin should also write to Chen Pingan, right?" Huo Feifei had an intuition.
"Isn't Zhou Tianming miserable then?" Jiang Yan frowned, "No female guest wrote to him."
"That can't be helped. Who made my male god An too good?" Huo Feifei instantly turned into Chen Pingan's little fan girl, "But who will the male god An write to?"
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