PUBG Nightmare Player System

"Ah Yue, I really like this person who works hard for a good career in the cold wind. As expected of Ye Lang, every time he sings, it gives people a feeling of baptism." Hot Chicken was excited at this time.

Zhang Yue also comes from a lower-class background and his family background is average. Among these people, Wu Sige and Pan Shuai have not suffered much hardship since they were young. Naturally, they don't understand what it means to be bitten by the cold wind and what it means to be diligent. career.

When the audience heard this sentence, their hearts were filled with ups and downs.

Some people remember when they were young, when they passed by the road and heard nursery rhymes, they were still a little kid who had just entered the first grade. At that time, their parents were still working in the farmland, and they could only get a little in exchange for their hard work every day. With a meager income, my family always said that you should study hard, but the dilapidated school was very cold. In winter, the cold wind could penetrate several walls.

Some people think of the sound of the sprinkler truck. Every time they pass by, the sound of the sprinkler truck is their childhood. Accompanying that sound are their parents and grandparents.

…

Suddenly, the music suddenly stopped, and the rhythm became brighter, brighter, and not harsh.

“It started to rain lightly on the day I left, so I chose to get up early in order to hurry up.

Fog is rising in the mountains. I pass by the tomb of the Immortal Poetry. Please point me in the direction.

…

He had to put his pants up again, and there was a mountain city brand on his back. "

Ye Lang's lyrics are always so direct and simple, using a literary scene description technique, which is not inconsistent at all. In just a few sentences, he can always outline the sense of the picture.

At this time, everyone saw a young man carrying a bag, and behind him was his good brother who was seeing him off. When he was seeing him off, the song "Orchid Grass" that he heard every day floated in his ears.

"Yes, this is great."

"I like it too."

Hot Chicken and Zhang Yue nodded repeatedly.

"Go down the mountain, go down the mountain, mark the forest paths

Listen with your heart and take it with your heart, wave goodbye to your good brother

The earth is your bed and the sky is your bed. Young hero, don’t be afraid of the grass and trees drying up.

The sun is a bell and the moon is a bow,

Don’t forget that there is a cold winter in a thatched hut.”

At this moment, Ye Lang's voice became high-pitched, as if his blood was about to pour out. He vowed not to return to Loulan until he broke his heart, and he would not return to his hometown until he gained fame.

At this moment, Pan Shuai's eyes filled with tears.

"I remembered that when I went to study abroad, it was really difficult...the ground is your bed and the sky is your bed. Young heroes, don't be afraid that the grass and trees will wither..."

There was an indescribable feeling on Zhang Yue's face, "The sun is like a clock and the moon is like a bow. Don't forget that there is cold winter in the thatched cottage. It's wonderful! This is the lyrics!"

The audience at the scene had blue veins popping out and goosebumps all over their bodies.

But Ye Lang didn't want to give them any chance to breathe yet.

"Baojun stepped on the thorn in his life

Rouge spreads all over Twilight Valley

If you follow Ling Yunzhi in the future,

Dare to laugh at Huang Chao for not being a husband?"

At this moment, everyone was quiet.

Even Wu Sige, who had always been aloof and had no good feelings for Ye Lang and only wanted to take advantage of Ye Lang's popularity, now opened his mouth, as if to say, "This is nonsense, you are already at this level, how can you still..." Why are you here to compete?"

The audience in the audience heard the stubbornness in Ye Lang's songs, heard the tenacious and unyielding spirit, and heard the dream of returning home in glory.

"I really don't know how to describe his performance. These four sentences are absolutely amazing! So handsome!"

Hot Chicken was restless. He stood up now, still trembling all over. It had been a long time since a song had moved him so much.

He remembered that when he was young, he played music and was poor. At that time, for him, going down the mountain in Ye Lang's lyrics was the only way out. Only when he was full could he have the opportunity to play music better.

If he follows Ling Yunzhi in the future and dares to laugh at Huang Chao for not being a husband, Hot Chicken will be amazed again and again, and his whole body will be tense.

If he hadn't realized that he was a judge, he would have shouted in excitement.

The original intention of Orchid Grass has never been forgotten in Hot Chicken’s heart over the years. When he left Taiwan, he knew that the orchid in his heart was still there. Only when the orchid was finished and changed into brocade clothes, he would return to his hometown excitedly, reunite with his parents, and be with his wife. Friends drink and talk happily.

This is life.

"Ye Lang, what have you experienced?" Hot Chicken sighed slowly in his heart.

He understood this feeling. He suddenly thought of the entertainment industry, and of Ye Lang's curve to save the country. The way he entered the entertainment industry was to intervene as an anchor. This approach suddenly made Hot Chicken blush.

Ye Lang keeps fighting against the same talent, but what about him? Is rap really real? If he was really real, how could he record a show with this Wu Sige for so long?

At this time, Hot Chicken secretly made up his mind that Ye Lang must advance! If this kind of player does not advance, the future of the entertainment industry will be completely lost.

At this time, HOOK sounded again, "I came from the mountains, bringing orchids and grass..."

This time, the taste was even more unforgettable.

The audience stood up one by one, wanting to cheer, but worried about interrupting the atmosphere.

Everyone has an unparalleled hero in their hearts. In most cases, everyone wants to be their own unparalleled hero. Just for the sake of life and the future, the orchid grass with hope can enjoy the expectation of life and the future.

When everyone was immersed in it, suddenly, Ye Lang's voice became harsh.

"I was impulsive and delayed me.

…

A fire lit the haystack of dry wood."

No one knew what this meant, but they all understood it. Although they didn't know what happened to Ye Lang, it must have been a major setback, so much so that Ye Lang felt like a door had been closed.

Suddenly, Ye Lang's voice became softer again.

"Lady Qinglian clicked on my head

I told him that he had nothing to learn from

No longer need medicinal herbs for life, old age, illness and death

The throne given to me by the seven emotions and six desires”

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone held their breath. They knew that Ye Lang's ultimate move might be coming!

Ye Lang's singing is imaginative and unconstrained, but there is always a finishing touch, like a leading figure in a boundless artistic conception.

The audience stared at Ye Lang, their eyes red.

Hot Chicken Zhang Yue clenched his fists even more.

At this time, Ye Lang suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, with a smile on his face.

"Unless Black and White personally calls

Qin Guang Zi Lai Gou

Nine spirits return to the orchid grass

A soul lost in the darkness"

mad!

Arrogant!

After going through hardships and overcoming hardships, Ye Lang is like a flying dragon in the sky. The storm is surging in his eyes, but I remain unmoved.

"hiss……"

The entire audience gasped.

Zhang Yue's eyes filled with tears, "This is the feeling, this is the feeling! This is the feeling of making music!"

Although Wu Sige couldn't help but understand at this time, he still heard a hint that this Ye Lang was too strong.