Fire, fire, fire.
First, through the argument in the forum, it caused an uproar. In addition to Xiao Huo's help, the " Sword Breaks Through the Ages " really became famous this time. At least in this small area, it became popular.
Clicks.
Collection.
It soared overnight.
……
Ye Feng only realized all of this after a long time, at this moment, he was looking at his points as if he had been injected with stimulants, they were soaring like a rocket.
110,000.
130,000.
150,000.
He couldn't stop at all.
Ye Feng was overjoyed, he could not stop smiling.
"I'm rich!"
After a long time, he slowly calmed down. He exhaled and ordered,"System, I want to buy the Eidetic Memory skill.”
"Ding!"
"Points have been deducted."
"Host, do you wish to transfer the skill-Eidetic Memory?”
"Transplant."
Swoosh!
Suddenly, his head felt cool and warm, it was as if his entire mind was soaking in a hot spring, it was so comfortable that Ye Feng almost moaned.
It was a long story, but in fact, it only lasted for a moment. That unforgettable feeling instantly receded like a tide.
Immediately after, he suddenly recalled many things. With a thought, the works of his previous life appeared in his mind as if they were real. Paragons of words, even small symbols, were all vivid and lifelike, as if they could never be forgotten.
After a long time, Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes, his eyes that were like morning stars had a strange smile as he slowly said: ""Awesome."
At this moment, his expression was relaxed, as if he had been relieved of a heavy burden. He heaved a sigh of relief and his heart was filled with confidence.
Even the system couldn't give him such confidence!
"The Voice of China?"
Ye Feng smiled, it was a strange smile.
……
The Voice of China's two-month-long audition had finally come to an end. The official competition would begin in three days at the Imperial Capital Stadium.
It attracted a large number of netizens.
Recently, the headlines and hot topics had been dominated by The Voice of China.
"I'm looking forward to it!"
"The contestants in the first season were so awesome. I wonder how the quality of the second season will be.”
"Definitely not as good as the first season."
"That's true, but we still have to take a look when the time comes.”
“……”
The netizens were talking nonsense when someone suddenly changed the topic to Ye Feng.
"Do you think that Ye Feng will really participate?”
"Most likely not. He's not an idiot.”
"Hehe, he's been very quiet recently. He doesn't come out to cause trouble.”
"That's why I said that you know your place. Now that you know how to keep a low profile, you're trying to get by.”
"The person above has found out the truth."
They spoke with conviction, like wise men who had grasped the truth. Their tone was unusually firm.
Those who were unhappy with Ye Feng jumped out excitedly.
"If Ye Feng appears at the competition venue, I will immediately broadcast eating sh * t!”
"Haha, although his performance last time was surprising, it was only a flash of inspiration. Overall, his brain is still worrying.”
"This idiot might be hiding somewhere regretting it.”
“……”
The moment he got the chance, the troll rolled up his sleeves and started to mock him.
Then at this moment, what was Ye Feng doing?
He was writing.
Ever since he had tasted the sweetness of the novel, he had no intention of giving up.
As for the doubts on the Internet?
Puff!
Even if he knew, he would scoff.
A bunch of keyboard warriors who only knew how to act blindly all day long. His time was very precious. How could he waste time on endless arguments?
In the next few days, other than writing, Ye Feng sang, it was worth mentioning that his proficiency in Medal-Heavenly Sound had reached perfection, he had entered the next stage.
Medal, Heavenly Sound-(Congratulations, you finally have the strength to show off your skills. Are you surprised? Are you happy?)
[Proficiency: 15/100]
In his spare time, he was also thinking about which song to sing. In the end, he chose a song that was down-to-earth and widely circulated in his previous life.
Everything was ready.
……
Three days later.
Imperial Capital Stadium.
Today was the opening day of The Voice of China. The entire stadium was filled with people and pedestrians. Waves of noise and laughter soared into the sky.
"Probably not."
At the entrance of the gymnasium, a young man in work clothes stuck his head out and thought to himself.
He was Li Li, a staff member sent by the organizer to receive Ye Feng.
Even though they all thought that as long as Ye Feng's brain was not cramped, he would definitely run away, but he was not an ordinary person, they still had to send a staff member to welcome him.
The sun was setting in the west, and the white clouds were dyed with a layer of beautiful colors. It was magnificent and gorgeous.
The match was approaching, but Ye Feng had not appeared yet.
He would not come.
Li Li wasn't surprised at all. He shrugged and was about to turn around to report when his eyes suddenly narrowed and he was stunned for a moment.
An extended Lincoln slowly drove over. The body of the car was long and slender, like the deep black of the night. It looked elegant and luxurious under the dusk.
The surrounding people all looked at him.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, he parked the car steadily in front of the stadium's entrance.
Who was this?
Could it be some big shot?
Li Li thought nervously.
Bam!
The car door opened, and a handsome young man walked out. He was dressed in a neat British casual outfit, and under his good-looking hair, there was a cynical smile.
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