This is a fierce-faced cat boss.

On its right eye, you can see an obvious scar, some like the elf "Mongoose Chop", but the right eye of this cat boss is cloudy.

The cat boss, who was extremely sensitive to the breath of danger, stopped dancing on the stage as soon as possible, and the hair on his body that was not supple stood up in an instant.

If it was Yang Yu, who had not been deeply involved in the world before, he might have been frightened by such a scene, but Yang Yu, who had experienced the extreme darkness in the depths of the deep sea, and the company of elves by his side, Yang Yu did not feel a trace of fear at this moment.

The wanderers under the stage gradually cast their vigilant gazes, and the air became a little solemn and solemn......

"Chubby."

Yang Yu knew that the best way to eliminate the current hostility was through music and rock!

Yang Yu is a "stranger" here, it is Yang Yu who intrudes into the lives of these wanderers, plus there are many wandering elves here, friendliness, is the best weapon.

"Bo Li~ Bo Li!"

In front of everyone's eyes, seeing the appearance of Fat Ding, the faces of these wanderers suddenly changed, and they subconsciously thought that they were ......

Fat Ding wants to sing!

In an instant, everyone covered their ears in unison, and at the same time took a step back in the direction of the stage, ready to make the elves around them make noise against Fat Ding's singing.

"Bo Bo Li, Bo Bo Li, Bo Li!"

Although Fat Ding is afraid of the fierce cat boss on the stage, the music rhythm performance of the cat boss on the stage is something that Fat Ding can't master now, because in the stage performance of the cat boss, in this free neighborhood, there is a wanton and resolute freedom!

It wants to learn.

When Yang Yu came here to find the music of the neighborhood, he was already destined to meet some singers in the neighborhood, whether the singer was a human trainer or an elf, without exception, it was worth learning from Fat Ding!

So now......

In the hands of Fat Ding, he sacrificed his rock and roll equipment!

This is a circle of belt-like things, just enough to be stuck on Fat Ding's round body, so that Fat Ding's belly is full of tight "qi", just like wearing a hat in a daze, when Fat Ding takes out his microphone in the belt here......

It's going to get serious!

Although Fat Ding's singing voice doesn't have much power now, Yang Yu has been saying the same sentence all the time when teaching it, a sentence that can make Fat Ding firmly hold the microphone and sing out loud.

In my BGM, no one, no elf can defeat me!

Dada......

In the extremely vigilant gaze of these wanderers, there was a trace of disbelief, and even the fragrant sentence that began with F in their mouth was about to come out of their mouths, and stopped at the edge of their mouths.

Fat Ding's round ball-like body is swaying and stepping on the beat, this beat seems to be able to see the fluttering of the ice cream-like hair on the top of Fat Ding's head, the law of trembling, along with the body shape, it seems, it is so in tune!

What, this chubby ding......

The wanderers' pupils shrank, because they could only faintly hear a faint sound in their ears, and such a sound was not the gentle voice of the hypnotic singing move, but ......

Hoarse, powerful!

"What?"

"It's ...... Rock?! ”

"When did Fat Ding start to enter the rock music scene?!"

What did the wanderers hear?

Their eyes subconsciously moved up and down with the beat action of the fat ding, and their heads nodded slightly, nodding and pointing, feeling that something was wrong......

Is this Chubby Ding?

Is this still the singer Fat Ding who attracts customers with his soft and gentle singing voice in the advertisements of major shopping malls in their impressions?

"Meow—"

The hair erected on the cat boss's body at this time, at this moment, in the beat of the fat ding and the hoarse singing voice, gradually settled down, and even, in the left eye that can only be seen, there is a trace of extreme tenderness.

"La~da!"

Beside the cat boss, a slightly dark-haired elf Lada, at this time cast a puzzled gaze on the cat boss in the center of the humble stage, somewhat similar to Lada, a two-tailed monster hand scratched his head on the left and right sides of his head with two tails like his own hands, and his eyes immediately put on a trace of excitement......

Is there an elf coming to them to challenge?

The neighborhood of Boston is not only such a gathering place for wanderers and wandering elves, in this capital elf world, there are many, many places like this, but they are all in the most unnoticeable places in the block.

Or rather, a corner where the sun doesn't shine.

The music in the backstreet neighborhood is something that wanderers and wandering elves use to relieve their inner depression when no one is around, but among wanderers, because of the existence of "turf" factors, there are also some unwritten wandering rules.

If you appear in the neighborhood at this time of night, the visitor is the guest, the music is the best way to communicate, and the visitor is the enemy, then a fierce battle is inevitable.

Fat Ding's musical expression is still very immature, but it still tries hard to impress these "strangers" with its hoarse singing.

If Fat Ding wants to progress, communication in music must be indispensable.

These wanderers covered their ears for the first time, and although this scene made Fat Ding a little sad, he was used to it.

Because......

It's seen too many scenes like this.

In the Huaguo Goblin Gym, Fat Ding's singing voice made many friends feel a little scared, and they all covered their ears, even if it was not intentional but subconsciously, it would still bring some loss to Fat Ding's heart.

The accumulation of loss has made Fat Ding's heart more traumatic one after another, but there is no way, because of his natural defects, Fat Ding has to accept such a reality, and the reality is so cruel.

Until......

The appearance of that person.

The man said he wanted to take him with him to learn to sing.

The man said that he would bring him to the concert in North America, and that he could even try to perform together.

The man said......

Sing, Chubby!

Each elf has its own song, whether it is a low or high-pitched tune, the score, the beat, the music, the rhythm, and the instruments played......

The ultimate singer is not someone else, but himself!

Singing badly?

It doesn't matter, no one is born with it!

Hoarseness?

It doesn't matter, the power of singing comes from the heart, from the deep impassioned heart.

This is......

【Song of the Fat Ding】

……

Gradually, the wanderers who covered their ears lowered their hands covering their ears......

even, began to follow the rhythm of the fat ding, clapping his hands.

Da-da, da-da.

Slap, slap, slap......

All communication is in this music.

"Meow!"

The cat boss's left eye glowed with appreciation.

Dadada~ Dada, da!

The twin-tailed monster hand picked up a beat drum made of waste plastic, and the tail behind it began to swing and beat!

"La-la-la, la-da!"

Fat Lada struck his belly with his hand, and this moment ......

Music, unbounded!

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