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62. Chapter 62 Make a fool of yourself

The beauty of Long Zhaoran and the beauty of Oriental paintings are two different kinds of beauty.

But most men still prefer the looks of Eastern paintings, which are pure and pleasant.

"So what if I challenge you? Do you think you can sing well?"

Other talents are just that, but Dongfang Hua is quite confident in his singing skills.

The sound of Dongfang paintings is very nice, and the singing naturally has a unique charm.

"Okay, in that case, I will accept your challenge. I will suffer the least, so I will sing first."

Just now, Long Zhaoran sang Summer Song in the first round of the competition. It was a passionate and unrestrained song, which suited her temperament very well, and she performed it very well.

But this time, she wants to sing the Sun Song, which is more passionate than the Summer Song.

Long Zhaoran was not afraid of the crowd. He cleared his throat and started singing a cappella. It was a performance of singing skills and there was no music at all.

But even so, Long Zhaoran still sang the Sun Song with full momentum, and the Sun Song has always been sung by men. Although Long Zhaoran was a woman, she didn't have the slightest bit of femininity.

She sang very well, and the audience burst into applause.



When Dongfang Hua saw this, she felt a little stressed.

Originally she was very confident in her own voice, so it would be fine if she met an opponent with a female voice, but Long Zhaoran was actually androgynous, able to be either male or female, and the song of the sun was chosen so well...

Suddenly, Dongfang Hua's palms became sweaty.

"Miss Fifth, drink a cup of tea to moisten your throat."

The girl next to Dongfang Hua gave Dongfang Hua a cup of tea. Dongfang Hua took a few sips without thinking.

Then, she started singing.

The song "Yuda Bajiao" was chosen. The skill of this song is very high. Dongfang Hua thought that she must not only surpass Long Zhaoran in voice, but also far surpass her in skill, otherwise she would not be able to win the first place.

difficult.

Originally, it started very well, and it completely conveyed the tenderness of Yu Da Ba Jiao, but as he sang, Dongfang Hua's voice became hoarse.

She was a little surprised, raised her voice, and then completely stopped...

"How...how could this happen?"

She had to stop and felt so embarrassed when faced with everyone's teasing.

Suddenly I thought of the cup of tea just now, "I was poisoned, my voice... my voice became mute."

"Haha, is this an excuse that you can't afford to lose?"

Long Zhaoran quit, "You said your voice is mute, but when you speak it's normal. Where is the mute? You just can't sing such a difficult tone, that's why you're mute. Dongfang Hua, just give up."

This princess thought you were so powerful, but that's all."

"me……"

Dongfang Hua was flustered. Her flowers were eagerly waiting. Are they going to be missed like this?

It was a good plan, she snatched the first place from Dongfang Shu and Dongfang Qing, and then she had three first places and could tie with Ouyang Xiang.

Then she challenged Long Zhaoran, and that was all for other chess, poetry, calligraphy and painting. She knew that she could not compete with those noble ladies who were also very diligent, and even in terms of etiquette, she could not compete with the royal princess Long Anle.

She is most confident in dancing and has a good voice, but now, all of this is ruined.

"Mother...Mother..." Dongfang Hua couldn't afford to lose, so he quickly pulled out his mother Murong, thinking that he was the one who made the decision, "Mother, I was drugged, that's why my voice became mute..."

"Paint."

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