Journey to the West: Demons Rampaging
34 . Xiao tianquan

Hai Zhiche

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" It's getting colder at night, and the flowers fall to the ground and turn into frost. You look at it from afar, exhausting all the twilight, and don't think about it, so it's hard to forget…"

When Tong Wenxuan plucked the strings and started singing, everyone thought that he was just trying to be funny. After all, the word "cool" sounded inexplicably funny.

Qiao Xin and Ma Sichun thought so too, thinking that Tong Wenxuan was teasing them about their sad situation.

Since they were broadcasting live, they could only suppress the sense of recognition in their hearts. It was especially uncomfortable!

Unexpectedly, the expected bronze became a king who could defeat everything. A sobbing and beautiful song fell, making them dumbfounded.

The two of them had studied music for a period of time. They could hear that the lyrics of this song were very beautiful and the melody was very melodious. It gave them the feeling that it was so heart-stirring.

The old-fashioned lyrics displayed a little sadness, which perfectly blended with Tong Wenxuan's voice. He vividly used the song to describe the entangled love.

Many people were mesmerized by the song, and they couldn't help but get goosebumps. They felt as if they had been electrocuted, and they were immersed in the love story in the song…

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"You said it was going to be funny. Why are you suddenly so affectionate?”

"F * ck! Goosebumps rose. Were the youngsters nowadays all so awesome?”

"He's a national name after all. He should be in a song and dance troupe. Wouldn't it be a waste of his talent to go to a film studio?”

"I just checked, and there's no song called Cool, nor did I find any similar songs.”

"I feel that this handsome little brother is going to be popular.”

"His singing skills and strength are more than ten times better than the current young hunks.”

"Please don't use the term 'fresh meat' to insult soldiers, okay?”

“……”

After a few minutes, there were still not many people in the live broadcast room, but the bullet comments were in an uproar. Many people could not help but use words to express their shock after listening to a segment.

After all, a live broadcast without bullet comments had no soul.

To the Chinese, Bing Guoguo was a group of people whom they respected from the bottom of their hearts. They were the first to arrive at the scene of each disaster and the last to leave. This was the reason why they had such a glorious status.

Tong Wenxuan had a very high favorability rating, and the mysterious feeling brought about by the three words, coupled with the fact that the young hunk was disappointing, made Tong Wenxuan look especially different.

To be honest, she was used to listening to the meaningless and meaningless trash songs of young hunks. To suddenly hear a handsome and mighty young man sing such an affectionate Chinese song, this feeling of surprise was unparalleled!

How should he describe it?

It was as if he had discovered a new continent, as if he knew that his master would always be his master, and that a national title would always be a national title.

Her hatred for popular celebrities was slowly growing, and it made her have a great impression of Tong Wenxuan.

Tong Wenxuan did not expect a song to have such a big effect, but he was quite happy now. He was surprised to find that his predecessor had left him a good voice.

In his previous life, his singing wasn't bad either. He was considered a mic hooligan and had participated in The Voice's second round of auditions. He was only crushed by the bulls in the third round.

In this life, thanks to his " folk musician " grandfather, he had built a solid foundation in singing since he was young. When combined with the experience of his previous life, the effect would definitely be greater than two.

With my current abilities, I can be considered a potential singer, right?

Tong Wenxuan was secretly pleased with himself. Just as he was about to continue playing B2, the door of the conference room suddenly opened with a bang, and a young man in his twenties walked in.

"Attention."

Tong Wenxuan stopped singing out of habit. He put down his guitar and stood up. He shouted and saluted the young man who was obviously the instructor.

Ma Caichun and Qiao Xin graduated from ordinary universities. Even though they were mentally prepared before they came, they could not react in time. They were flustered by Tong Wenxuan's actions, which made the instructor frown.

He saluted back and glanced at the three of them with his sharp eyes. Then, he glanced at the pile of luggage and said,""During the military training, the recruit camp will prepare all the living supplies for you. Now, immediately deposit your luggage in the storage area.”

"Yes."

It was a soldier's duty to obey orders. The kind of disobedience and justifications that were obviously for the sake of viewing on television and variety shows could not exist in the real world.

The three of them were not stupid. They knew that they would follow whatever the instructor said during military training. They would not refute something that only idiots would do.

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"Damn it! This third wheel came at the wrong time!”

"The cool heaven's will shines brightly, and falling into the mortal world hurts me. Who can tell me what the lyrics are?”

"For a literature lover like me, stopping halfway through this poem is the greatest cruelty to me!”

"D * mn, I was so close to finishing the recording. I want the complete song. The last two words 'attention' are too out of place!”

“……”

The live broadcast came to an abrupt end. Tong Wenxuan and the other two packed their bags and left for the military camp, which made the hundreds of viewers who were watching the live broadcast suffer.

The song was sung in the morning and at night, but it just had to be sung at the climax, leaving them hanging in mid-air. This feeling of being neither up nor down was really too uncomfortable.

Unfortunately, no matter how uncomfortable it was, they had to endure it!

Qiao Xin had already informed them that the military training would last for a month, and that the livestream would only start a month later. They would have to wait!

After complaining for a while, hundreds of fans parted ways, and the live broadcast room gradually fell silent.

However, the song " Cool " didn't die down just like that. Instead, it began to spread on Bilibili, Tieba, and other places with the spontaneous promotion of dozens of tap water.

Just like their initial impression of Sergeant Tong Wenxuan, the identity of a soldier and the dreamy song attracted the curiosity of many people. The number of clicks gradually began to rise.

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