The loud rock music from the speakers filled the entire audience. Yan Ye closed his eyes lightly, followed the notes, wildly strummed the red and white thunder-shaped bass, and sang beautiful Korean lyrics... Although it was in Korean, the fans in the audience seemed
Can all sing
I was higged to the climax by him at the scene, and the momentum was even more exciting than the concert of the King of Kings.
Everyone's cells are attracted by his irresistible force
The heart seems to be burning with fire, and the passion of youth is inspired.
Who knows what kind of fragile heart that arrogant and unruly young man has, and how much effort it takes to hide it perfectly?
"Yan Yeyi!" I looked at him quietly, full of vitality. What a touching Yan Yeyi, who was saying that name stupidly.
“supreme…”
“…”
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Amid the enthusiastic cheers of the fans, preparations for this unparalleled grand PK are about to come to an end.
The white clouds in the sky gradually turned black, as if a dark storm was brewing.
The air is a bit stuffy, making it uncomfortable to breathe
"Although I'm very reluctant to part with you, our final showdown is coming to an end. Next, let's ask our judges, senior Andy, and famous musicians to announce our results." The host's professional words hit the girls hard.
heart of
"Wuwu...it's over so soon..."
"Ye...can't bear to leave!"
"Prince Rui, wuwu...don't leave us!"
Shiri burst into tears at the scene!
"After the deliberation of our judges...the final champion of the 40th Campus Singer is..."
Time seems to have stopped at this second. Everyone is holding their breath and looking forward to the next second.
"It's supreme..."
"Wow!" A burst of warm applause shook the airflow.
Sure enough, they won. Although their opponents were very strong, I never doubted their strength.
"Yeah... great!" I waved to them triumphantly. It's great. If you win, it's time to treat me to a big dinner. (Sixteen: Little traitor, does this have anything to do with you? Some Qing: That... this
…I…)
"Ah? Then I can't marry my little pepper now?" Darius threw away the microphone in frustration, turned around and jumped off the two-meter-high stage.
Not loud, but loud enough for people on stage and in the front row to hear clearly
This damn green turtle, it seems I should stew a bowl of tortoise soup to moisturize it. Why is it always in need of a beating?