"... Not a single injury, and he left in an open manner ~"
At this moment, Ye Liang was singing loudly in the KTV room.
Ye Liang had a habit. Even though he knew that his singing wasn't good, he was still mesmerized the moment he sang.
Therefore, he didn't notice the reactions of the crowd at all.
At this moment, he was already immersed in his own singing.
So what if it was unpleasant?
Can't you sing just because it's ugly?
Who set the rules?
I know you guys want to mock me, but have you ever thought that if I mock you, can you withstand it?
If Jiang Yurou had heard Ye Liang's thoughts, she would definitely have cried out that she couldn't handle it.
Who can withstand your mockery?
Unfortunately, she couldn't hear Ye Liang's true thoughts.
Moreover, unlike others, Jiang Yurou could directly hear the background music released by the cultivation voice package.
Other than enjoying Ye Liang's complete voice and control over the music, she also enjoyed the heart-wrenching background music.
At this moment, she couldn't help but stare blankly at Ye Liang…
The problem that she had not paid attention to before suddenly surged into her mind.
Whether or not Ye Liang was an Immortal Emperor or an Immortal Venerable, it was not worth mentioning for now.
However, the thoughts in Ye Liang's heart were definitely not random.
On the surface, he was an ordinary student with poor grades.
However, in his heart, other than thinking of some vulgar words to bully him, there was something special.
For example, he really knew how to make tea.
If it weren't for the guidance of a famous master, would it really be possible to reach his realm of lifting the light as if it was complicated?
There were also some poems that appeared in his mind from time to time…
It seemed that he had never heard of it before.
He did not know what the ancient text that appeared in his mind was.
In fact, there were some things that he did not understand at all.
And now, he had revealed his new ability.
Singing-!
There was no doubt that he sang too well. Even if it was against his conscience, he would not dare to say that he could not sing well…
This was not a realm that ordinary people could reach.
This was the realm of the God of Songs.
The difference between the God of Songs and the average person was that he might be hated for his character, criticized for not knowing how to write songs, or criticized for not having good lyrics, for being too vulgar, or for being too flashy…
However, no one would say that the song was not good.
Ye Liang sang so well.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately got into the mood.
Moreover…what was even more terrifying was that this song was very likely to have been written by him.
Jiang Yurou was also a music lover. She had probably heard all the good songs on the market.
However, she had never heard Ye Liang's song before.
"Hiss!"
All the problems that she had neglected in the past surfaced in her mind at this moment.
Putting all these things together, Jiang Yurou instantly got an answer.
That was, Ye Liang…was really very powerful.
It was not that he could fight, but that he was really capable.
If he wanted to sing, then even if he didn't need to be packaged by others, just based on his voice, he would be able to make a name for himself in the music industry sooner or later.
Moreover, with his songwriting skills, if he could easily compose such a powerful song, he might become a big shot in the songwriting world in the future.
This was different from martial arts and the art of tea.
Whether it was martial arts or the art of tea, they were considered unnecessary skills in modern society.
But what if it was singing or writing songs?
In this era where entertainment was the most important, even children knew how much traffic a true singing skill could attract.
At this moment, Jiang Yurou understood many things.
Where did Ye Liang's charm come from?
It was not from his handsome appearance, nor from his pretentious and hypocritical care.
Instead, it was released from his essence.
No wonder…no wonder she couldn't help but want to hear his thoughts even though she was clearly angered to death by him every day.
This was because Ye Liang's level of education far surpassed that of ordinary people.
What he exuded was the true charm of culture.
If he didn't have such a cultural standard, how could he have composed such a song?
“……”
After finishing the song, Ye Liang finally came back to his senses.
His gaze swept across the crowd and he immediately reacted.
He seemed to have forgotten himself again just now…
Uh.
If the person who sang well forgot himself and entered the song, it was called intoxication.
She had actually forgotten about her own singing in front of others.
Without a doubt, it must be very unpleasant and funny.
Awkward.
It was obvious just by looking at their expressions. Perhaps they had experienced a high-intensity mental corruption…
Even her face had lost its color.
Everyone was looking at him in a daze.
He quietly put down the microphone.
Before anyone noticed, he had already sat back down beside Jiang Yurou.
Although he was surrounded by people who had almost fought with him, he still admitted his shortcomings sincerely.
"Cough, everyone, sorry for embarrassing myself. I know that my singing is very ugly. If you have anything to say, feel free to say it.”
Today, I, Ye Qixuan, am here. Let's see who dares to say that my singing is not good!
Ye Liang: " Voice pack, don't mess around. Even if we're facing an enemy, we should still admit our shortcomings frankly."
Only when you admit your shortcomings faster than them would they not know how to mock you.
Immortal Cultivation Voice Packet:
Jiang Yurou thought,[Eh, why do I feel like he's extremely pretentious no matter what he says or thinks?]
With his singing like this, even the most shameless person would be embarrassed to say that his singing was not good, right?
In her opinion, the strength that Ye Liang had displayed just now was completely at the level of a song god.
“……”
At this moment, everyone finally came back to their senses.
Yang Liuyan looked at Ye Liang from the other side of Jiang Yurou.
Her gaze at that moment was as if she was looking at a monster.
In her eyes, Ye Liang was a monster.
How could a person's voice be so perfect?
As soon as he opened his mouth, it made people enter the realm of song. Every word and sentence perfectly released the same artistic conception as the song.
She could not help but be intoxicated by it.
Just now, she even seemed to be imagining herself riding a horse and roaming the martial world.
Although most of the people present were rich second-generation heirs, they had all the necessary cultural upbringing and had more or less learned music.
However, at this moment, who would still dare to mock Ye Liang in front of him?
All the words that they had prepared were like a mouthful of food. They wanted to spit them out but could not. They could only forcefully swallow them back.
Especially Yang Ting, he was already prepared to sing after Ye Liang finished singing, forming a sharp contrast with Ye Liang.
He wanted Ye Liang to know that rich people like them knew more than just eating, drinking, and having fun.
They even knew about the Snow Moon Wind Flower.
But now, when he thought of his pretentious words just now, he felt extremely awkward.
It was even more awkward than when they were having fun on the road and ended up flipping over on the spot.
Ye Liang was so young, but he was probably already at the God of Songs realm!!!
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