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Wang Fengfeng smiled bitterly in his heart, but seeing Hua Chengcheng's urging, he didn't dare to delay in the slightest, didn't pay attention to Gong Ji, and hurriedly followed to prepare to go on stage, and didn't have time to explain more. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Next, I would like to invite the Xiangjiang Song God Hua Chengcheng to bring a new song "Bright Moon and Late Autumn" to all the VIPs!"

They just want to be quiet

Secretly allowed me to wipe away my tears

And I hate that it is really difficult to regret life

It seems to be foggy, and repentance is fate

……

An unfamiliar melody sounded, and Hua Chengcheng's voice at the bottom sounded faintly, as if it came from under the ground, giving people a very wonderful feeling, as if a voice from hell was pouring out, and people couldn't help but feel a coolness, and a yin wind was blowing in the back of the head.

What a special song! But Hua Chengcheng's singing skills are indeed good, Gong Ji nodded secretly when he listened to it at the scene, and there is a reason why he is known as the god of Xiangjiang songs. Hua Chengcheng's new song is also very special, it has the meaning of the sword going sideways, and it is quite interesting to listen to it for the first time.

But in the eyes of Gong Guitar, this song has too much negative energy, and it is amazing, but after all, it is an evil way. It's okay for newcomers to sing, but as a generation of singers, they still rely on this, so it's a bit of a taste of losing watermelon and picking sesame seeds. From this point of view, Miyayoshi was not optimistic and shook his head secretly.

Having said that, the power of this song is also obvious, that is, the emotions of the audience are very easy to be attracted, immersed in the bleak and painful negative emotions of the song, and it is not easy to jump out of such emotions if the concentration is a little worse.

Especially those rich people from Xiangjiang, they reacted the strongest, because they could understand the lyrics completely, which aroused some negative emotions in their hearts, and the expressions on their faces were very varied. Some are sad, some are angry, and some are complaining, and each of them seems to have sketched out some of their own things hidden in the depths of their memories.

Judging from the reaction of the audience, you can know that everyone almost held their breath, only Hua Chengcheng sang alone!

Oh no! There is still another person's voice, and that is Wang Fengfeng, who sang with Hua Chengcheng.

Yes...... Yes...... Yes......

Moon!

Well, when Gong Ji heard Wang Fengfeng, he really only had two sentences back and forth, and he almost burst into laughter! This is also called a chorus? It is clearly a harmony!

In terms of singing skills, Wang Fengfeng is much worse than Hua Chengcheng. Ordinary audiences didn't hear it, but Gong Ji heard it very clearly, whenever Wang Fengfeng sang it, the mood was always a little worse, which very destroyed the mood that Hua Chengcheng created him, that is, it was easy for people to listen to the play.

If there is no Wang Fengfeng, in Gong Ji's opinion, Hua Chengcheng's performance is almost perfect and a very good work. Currently in this world, the best musical compositions Miya Guitar has ever heard.

Burst!

Burst......

"What the hell is this?"

"This voice is ......"

"Is it an accompaniment? It doesn't seem like it...... It's not on the same note!"

"How do I hear a fart sound?"

……

When all the audience was silent in Hua Chengcheng's singing, it seemed that they had forgotten the surrounding environment and followed the song into a dark world, feeling the negative emotions that Hua Chengcheng kept transmitting, and they were almost unable to extricate themselves.

Suddenly, there was a long, rhythm-destroying 'poof' sound in my ears, which made all the audience instantly jump out of the mood of Hua Chengcheng's singing.

That's right, it's really the sound of a fart, and it's a continuous serial fart. This was when Hua Chengcheng sang the chorus, and suddenly there were a few sounds, and the last few sounds were even louder like cannons, which made people's ears faintly numb.

It's like you've cooked a delicious soup, and when you're about to drink it, suddenly a rat droppings fall from the roof, and it's very disgusting.

Whether it is the audience, even Hua Chengcheng himself is disgusted, as if someone has forced a mouthful into his mouth, or he is not allowed to spit it out!

Hua Chengcheng didn't know where this sound came from, and the accompaniment he recorded definitely didn't have such a strange sound. At this time, the song was only half sung, and he could only continue to sing, if he stopped, it would only be more embarrassing. Hua Chengcheng's worst fear, he didn't expect it to happen, and the situation was even worse than he imagined.

Now, I can only hope that next, that strange voice will not appear again. Hua Chengcheng thinks that no matter how capable he is, no matter how well he plays on the spot, it is difficult to avoid embarrassment when encountering such an accident. But the god of Xiangjiang is the god of Xiangjiang after all, and his strength is not blown. It took less than half a minute, a few lines of lyrics, and once again controlled the audience's emotions.

Ahh

Lovesickness is hard to meet

Is it all predestined?

Ah, the beginning or the end

……

Poof!

Burst......

"Woon grass!

"Nima's!

"I'm out of the show again!"

"Which guy is going to fart into the microphone, right? I'm drunk!"

……

Once again, when the chorus arrived, and when the mood reached the high court, the fart sound reappeared. This popping sound was so disruptive to the rhythm that many guests frowned. Some people reacted even more violently, vomiting the buffet they had just eaten.

It's disgusting!

I've never tried it yet, and I can hear it spitting out when I listen to a song!

"Why is there still an accident? This is not scientific!"

Huang Shicong's face darkened, and this time the situation was more serious than all the previous accidents combined. As the organizer, after this time, all the face of Huang's real estate was thrown in.

"Who? Who the hell is farting? Putting it on the microphone? Do you want to die? Stand up! I promise not to shoot him! Who the hell is it?!"

Huang Shicong ran to the backstage and went crazy, ordering to find out the fart person.

The sound engineers who debugged the equipment in the background looked at each other one by one, and no one came out to admit it. Because they didn't put it, and the microphones that were on at this time were only the two singers on stage, and no other microphones were on!

"Wo Cao! Do you want me to be mad? There is no microphone on? Where did that fart sound come from? Could it be that the two singers on the stage let it out with their mouths? Check! Check it out for me immediately, if you don't give me a satisfactory answer, then you don't want to get a penny today. ”

Huang Shicong was so angry that he felt that his hair was going to smoke with anger. These waste materials, in the future, will rent a sound system to hold any events, and will no longer consider their broken company, the pit of Tatama.

"Ah! Huang Shao, I found it! The device shows that there is a third microphone that is on! Everyone, look for it, find that microphone!"

After Huang Shicong's frenzy and strong pressure was exerted, a sound engineer soon found out what the problem was.