Li Zhongxin finished singing the journey with a calm expression. After hearing everyone’s warm applause, he bowed slightly to everyone and said, “Thank you for your applause. I hope this song will bring you some insights and motivations in life on the journey to everyone at 1990. We work together to forge ahead all the way, so that our future lives will be better.”

This was a habit after Li Zhongxin finished singing. In later generations, he was used to it and did not feel anything wrong. After all, Li Zhongxin thought that this was the most basic question of politeness.

"Zhongxin! I really didn't expect that your singing was so good. Let me give you another one!" Yang Panpan saw Li Zhongxin bow to them and said something blessing, and immediately stood up and said to Li Zhongxin.

Yang Panpan has been hearing Wang Bo say that Li Zhongxin is very talented and capable, and can do almost everything. She always feels like she doesn't believe it.

Yang Panpan always feels that no one is perfect. Li Zhongxin is only a high school student. She believes that she has created such a big Zhongxin company and such a big career, because she is also one of the witnesses.

However, if Li Zhongxin is omnipotent, she would not believe in this matter, because many things are not born with people, but can only be learned after a long time of study.

For things like singing, people without foundation, or those who do not have professional contact, generally it is difficult to master the rhythm and it is difficult to sing a beautiful song.

Yang Panpan could feel that Li Zhongxin's voice was clear, just like a spring water flowing down from the mountain. Not only was it clear, but it also revealed that the feeling of dinging spring water was revealed inside.

Not only is the sound clear and magnetic, but it also has an indescribable emotion. That emotion is like the essence that has been settled after decades.

After Yang Panpan saw Li Zhongxin shook his head at her and said he would not sing anymore, Yang Panpan sat next to Wang Bo and asked Wang Bo: "Husband, when did your Zhongxin learn to sing? Why did this song sound so nice? Has any professional taught him?"

Wang Bo looked at the posted wife and said with a weird expression: "Wife, what about this matter! Didn't I tell you before? Our family's loyalty is a genius, and you can basically do everything, but you just don't believe it very much.

I really don’t know what he has learned to sing or something professional teaches him, but there are many loyal teachers, and there are a lot of foreigners alone.”

Wang Bo felt a headache when he asked several things Yang Panpan asked, and he couldn't answer these questions Yang Panpan because Wang Bo didn't understand why his eldest nephew sang so well.

"Yes! Zhongxin, let's have another one. When did you secretly practice singing? You have taken all the limelight." Just as Yang Panpan and Wang Bo were talking, Yu Qiang said unhappily to Li Zhongxin who put down the microphone.

Yu Qiang likes singing very much, but he has a few people missing during the singing process. Not to mention that he has incomplete tone, the difference is not too far.

But! Yu Qiang sang all the songs that are big-name, and they are the ones that everyone often hums. Although they are a bit not that good, they can still listen to them.

"Cousin, don't force others to make things difficult. I can do this song. If you don't sing other songs well, if you want to listen to the song, go to my third uncle Wang Bo. My third uncle hasn't sing yet! Don't you want to listen to my third uncle sing?" Li Zhongxin directly pushed Wang Bo to the front line. He had also scolded Wang Bo before, who was so old, and even drank with Feng Banshan, and even started joking with others and asked him to come out to sing.

Now that he has finished singing, Wang Bo has to show off his hand. Although his third uncle sang averagely, it is quite good.

"My third uncle, come one."

"My third uncle, come one."

When Yu Bo and Yu Qiang saw that Li Zhongxin refused to continue singing, they both greeted Wang Bo like a cheering voice.

Wang Bo was not as enthusiastic as everyone else, and Li Zhongxin was fanning the flames, so he also sang Zhang Mingmin's song "My Chinese Heart" to everyone.

Rivers and mountains are only in my dreams

The motherland has not been close to each other for many years

But no matter what, it can't be changed

My Chinese heart

Even though wearing a dress

My heart is still Chinese

My ancestors have already taken everything about me

Branded with Chinese seal

Wang Bo's voice was thick and low, and when he sang this song, he was very devoted. He sang well overall, at least at this time, he could be considered as singing well.

This has a lot to do with Wang Bo singing songs several times in a nightclub and a dance hall, not to mention that the people Wang Bo is now in contact with are getting higher and higher, and he does not have the idea of ​​shyness or dare not play.

When Wang Bo came on the stage to sing, Yang Panpan's beautiful eyes lit up again. She had never felt the versatile scene of Wang Bo. In her heart, Wang Bo was that kind of rough man. Not to mention singing, it was already difficult to be able to know the cold and the heat. She really didn't expect that Wang Bo was like Li Zhongxin, who was a very connotative person, who could do anything and do anything.

Yu Bo and Yu Qiang also gave Wang Bo warm applause. They were also surprised that Wang Bo could sing like this. After all, Wang Bo always looked so rough and a typical Northeastern man. They suddenly sang well, and they felt very surprised.

After Wang Bo finished singing, he handed the microphone to Feng Banshan and asked Feng Banshan to sing a song, because Wang Bo often listened to Feng Banshan humming military songs. The feeling of being very majestic and sprinting made him feel very comfortable. This time, everyone who came here sang, so naturally no one could be left behind.

After Feng Banshan shirked for a few times, he could not resist the enthusiasm of the crowd. He drove the ducks to the middle of the private room and thought for a long time before he said that he wanted to sing "The Blood-stained Style".

"Bloody Style" is a song commemorating the self-defense counterattack. The original singer Xu Liang is a first-class combat hero of the Chinese People's Liberation Army.

During the Vietnam War, all the soldiers of his squad died heroically. He fought alone, died and was seriously injured in his legs.
Chapter completed!