"Sister, do you think I'm right?" Sang Ning stared at the eldest sister eagerly, her eyes full of begging for approval.
The two lyrics she sang rhymed perfectly and were full of positive energy. She is simply a genius!
[I suddenly had a terrible thought. Could it be that Sang Ning didn’t realize how ugly her singing was?]
[I think it is very possible. If you look at her, she obviously looks confident and begging for praise.]
[Sister: This compliment is too hot, what should I do if I can’t say it out loud?]
The twitching of the corner of the eldest sister's mouth became more serious. It cannot be said that Sang Ning was not right, it was just that the singing was too unpleasant.
Any big rooster in their village could sing more beautifully than this girl.
"Sister, do you feel dissatisfied if you don't speak? How about I sing a few more lines for you?"
Two more lyrics appeared in Sang Ning's mind. Just when she was about to show off her singing voice, everyone raised their hands to stop her in horror.
"Sister Sang Sang, don't, don't, don't. Singing it once is enough. Listening to a good song twice becomes boring."
"Sister, you have become a god just by singing this line. If you continue to sing, there is no room for breakthrough."
Song Shiye and Sang Chuan were talking to each other and patted Sang Ning's rainbow fart. Sang Ning felt that these two people were used to talking about each other, and she didn't dare to believe what they said.
Her eyes slowly moved to Chu Wei: "Little sister Weiwei, what do you think?"
Chu Wei swore that she had never heard such an unpleasant singing voice. She was afraid that Sang Ning would sing out again if she was unhappy, so she nodded heavily without any hesitation: "As an amateur singer, you have already sung very well!
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【Your uncle, please pamper her!】
[Can an honest person come up to Sang Ning and tell her loudly: Your singing is terrible, please stop singing in the future!]
[Hahaha, honest people say they don’t dare. What if I hurt Sister Sang’s fragile self-esteem and get beaten to death by her accidentally?]
The eldest sister was also afraid that Sang Ning would speak, so she put a bitter smile on her face and said against her will: "Mei, you sang very well and performed well. I declare that you have passed the test!"
Sang Ning touched her chin and couldn't suppress the small pride in her heart. It seemed that she had some talent in the entertainment industry.
After all the guests successfully crossed the river, Director Sun found the eldest sister just now, gritted his teeth and complained: "Sister, how could you let them cross the river so easily? It's okay if the songs are not right, you can at least splash more water on them.
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The eldest sister put her hands on her hips and replied with great dissatisfaction: "That girl sings so hard. It would be better for me to listen to her singing than to be splashed with a few ladles of water. Can you bear it on you?"
Director Sun was speechless for a moment. He didn't expect that Sang Ning's singing would be so unpleasant. She was completely different from how she usually spoke.
The conversation between Director Sun and the eldest sister was recorded by the camera, and netizens in the live broadcast room burst into laughter.
[Director Sun: I never thought that singing to the extreme is also a kind of soft power.]
[Sister: I’m already giving you face by not asking you to apply for a work-related injury, yet you still dare to make demands from me.]
[I dare to make a request and ask Director Sun not to include singing sessions in the program in the future. My fragile little ears can no longer bear the second injury.]
After crossing the river, not long after entering the entrance of the village, a group of young men came to the guests while playing the Lusheng and dancing.
Then, a group of young women wearing silver jewelry and holding horn cups walked towards the guests with light steps and singing beautiful songs.
Sang Ning was held by one of the young women. The woman sang to her in the unique folk song of Jiangkou Village: "If you want to enter this door, please drink Amei's roadside wine~"
Sang Ning took the horn cup, drank the rice wine in one gulp, and handed the empty cup back to the woman.
But the woman had no intention of letting her leave. She held her arm and sang again with a smile: "If you want to get in through this door, you have to sing a roadblock song~"
"Then I will sing a song to my sister." Sang Ning felt that she had mastered the tune of Jiangkou folk songs, so she readily agreed to sing the road-blocking song.
The young woman holding her arm didn't know what was going to happen yet, and her eyes were full of expectation when she looked at Sang Ning. Such a beautiful sister must also sing beautifully.
As a result, Sang Ning had just opened her mouth to sing two words, and the young woman's expression immediately changed.
She was holding Sang Ning's arm affectionately at first, but now she let go of Sang Ning's hand without any nostalgia, as if she had seen a ghost.
When the others heard that Sang Ning was about to raise her voice again, they were so frightened that they immediately crowded over.
"Sister, roadblock song, right? Let me sing for this sister!" Chu Wei immediately raised her voice an octave higher than usual, suppressing Sang Ning's singing voice.
She is a professional singer, and listening to Sang Ning sing is like being humiliated.
[Thank you for your hard work to Sister Chuwei. I swear, this must be the loudest shouting in Sister Chuwei’s singing career.]
[Laughing to death, she sang without emotion or skill, Chu Wei was just incompetently roaring.]
[Look at the young lady who toasted Sang Ning. Chu Wei was shouting so loudly, but she looked at Chu Wei as if she was seeing a savior. You can imagine how unpleasant it was for Sang Ning to sing. 】 The road-blocking song section was finally passed without any danger, and the guests surprisingly reached a consensus that Sang Ning could do whatever she wanted, but she couldn't be allowed to sing!
Sang Ning's side has solved the problem, but Sang Youming's side has another problem.
The villagers who come to toast the guests and block the way to drink are all invited by the program team. Everyone knows that the guests will be recording the show next, and they all know how to measure. They are just trying to stir up the atmosphere, and toasting the guests with a glass of wine will be considered as completing the task.
But the villagers who went to toast Sang Youming were entangled. Sang Youming held the horn cup in both hands, as if begging, nodded and bowed and said: "Little sister, please do me a favor, can you give me another cup?" The villager took a step back, and Sang Youming took a step forward, until he was forced to have no way to retreat. The villager finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted speechlessly: "But you have already added ten cups!" p>
The rice wine in the village has a strong stamina, and a person who is not good at drinking will be knocked down by the wind after just one cup. This person even drank ten cups in a row!
[I feel that the villagers’ fists have become hard. If I hadn’t been concerned that Sang Youming was here to record the show, I would have probably punched him.]
[Everyone drinks roadside wine in a mean-spirited way, and the rest of the people can hide as much as possible. Sang Youming is better, he directly reverses the roles, and forces the villagers into the direction they want to hide.]
[Sang Ning's singing can kill people, Sang Youming's drinking can kill people, the Sang family is indeed a bug-like existence, and they are simply untouchable.]