The audience thought.
The dramatic part was already the climax of the song.
But in the next second,
"Huo Huo Huo Huo, Huo Huo Huo Huo"
,"Huo Family Style's moves are spiritual. "Live"
"Live alive, live alive"
"Live life should be completely spent"
"Over over over, over over over over"
"Mistakes and weaknesses never belong to me"
"I I I I I, I I I I"
"Our martial arts are out. "No one can dodge my hand."
Jun Mo returned to his singing.
At this moment, the audience below the stage could no longer control themselves.
Everyone stood up.
"He! This is the Huo Yuanjia in my heart!”
“艹! This is the f * cking number one of the elite sects!"
"As expected of Little Sir! In just a few words, Huo Yuanjia's temperament was completely portrayed!”
"F * ck! If the theme song of the movie Huo Yuanjia was sung by Little Sir, would the box office be so dismal?”
"Motherf * cker! It's burning! I want to fight ten of them!"
"F * ck! I only heard it once and I seem to remember it! These lyrics are too ridiculous!"
..................
"Sh * t, you have a few rounds of life, the arena is waiting for you."
"Life and death contract, what do you win? Sneering coldly."
"Who owns the world? So what if you're number one?"
"Stop stop the war, our generation advocates martial virtue."
The audience didn't know what expression they should make.
He even forgot where he was now.
A few seconds ago, he was still stabbing nervously. It was as if there were thousands of troops in front of him.
At this moment, he once again dreamed of the vast sea and felt the vastness.
Such a sharp contrast.
Everyone was immersed in it!
But immediately.
Everyone was pulled back to reality!
Because he didn't know when.
A large round platform appeared on the stage.
Jun Mo was in the middle!
It was like an
arena?
At the same time.
Countless people wearing ancient costumes rushed onto the arena.
“艹艹艹艹! What was this? Young Master wants to perform a fighting scene?"
"Oh my god! Someone's going on stage to beat up a singer!"
"F * ck! There was such a stage? Is this still a Singer competition?"
"Young Master's stage is always so shocking!”
"Uh, do you know martial arts? Don't ruin this song..."
The audience member hadn't finished speaking.
Jun Mo and the disciples of Uncle Cheng began to fight in the ring.
The disciples Uncle Cheng brought were all elites.
Jun Mo had the [Martial Arts Proficiency] given by the system
, so he looked no different from a movie.
What the audience saw was a punch to the flesh.
Extremely piercing. Excitement!
The singing continued.
Jun Mo had recorded it in the accompaniment beforehand.
"Huo Huo Huo Huo, Huo Huo Huo Huo"
"Huo Family Style's moves are very clever. Live "
"..."
"I, I, I, I, I, I, I
…" No one can hide their hands
. Rap.
He looked at the stage.
The scene of Jun Mo defeating the heroes alone.
His blood was boiling!
The audience was boiling with excitement!
His scalp went numb!
His hair stood on end!
Waves of shock rose in his heart!
Countless people even grabbed their hair tightly!
He felt like his blood vessels were about to burst open!
"I feel like I'm watching a movie!”
"Little mister's actions are not inferior to Teacher Li Jielian's!”
"Although the martial arts are still lacking, the music is much better!”
"Ahhhhhh! It's so awesome!"
"Didn't you just say that Little Sir's ears are growing calluses from listening to it?”
“艹! I was wrong! Jun Mo was awesome! I've been beaten into submission!"
"Hahaha! Who would be spared under this song?”
One. After the fight.
Jun Mo was the only one left in the ring--the one who
looked down on the world!
Then…
The cameraman turned the camera.
This was what Jun Mo had specially instructed him to do before the competition.
Heaven, earth, and man, the three sides were one.
Following the rotation of the camera.
On the big screen.
The audience could feel the shock of martial arts and Jun Mo's arrogance.
At this moment, Jun Mo seemed to have really turned into Huo Yuanjia!
..................
On the arena.
Jun Mo straightened his back.
It was like a pine tree standing on the top of a mountain.
Behind his right hand.
His left hand pressed down again.
"In a small town ~ Time has passed ~ Clear courage ~"
"Cleansed memories ~"
"I remember you ~ Live proudly. Go ~~"At
this moment.
Jun Mo's voice sounded in the accompaniment!
It was the chorus-"Hohohoho, hohohoho."
He used his own voice to harmonize.
This made the melody even thicker.
Jun Mo's live performance and the four segments of 'Huo, Huo, Guo, I' were perfectly combined. Close!
The harmony of at least three sound tracks was paired with a hip-hop sound effect.
How should he evaluate it?
This song
should only exist in the sky!
Ahhhhhhhh!
The audience below the stage was already shouting until their faces were flushed red!
It was as if he was about to faint!
？？
Where was the audience?
Everyone!
Including the judges, singers, staff…
No one could stop him!
Stone Sister's lounge.
At this moment, she was already dumbfounded and had goosebumps all over her body!
He was completely stunned.
'Who am I? Where am I? What should I do?
At this moment, the assistant beside him was breathing heavily. Urge.
He forcefully swallowed his saliva.
He looked at Sister Jieshi.
"Sister Stone, didn't you say that you were going to surprise the first contestant? The time is almost up..."
Hearing this sentence.
Sister Stone immediately turned her head and glared angrily!
That expression seemed to be saying,
"If you want me to die, just say it!”
The assistant felt extremely wronged!
"Didn't you say you wanted to launch a surprise attack? I warned you, but you still got bullied...'
..................
Finally.
The accompaniment of the song reached the final stage.
The image on the big screen began to change.
Jun Mo took out a golden folding fan from somewhere.
He casually danced a few times.
It was just like Hua Wuque in the TV series "Little Fish and Hua Wuque" in his previous life.
Elegant, elegant, agile!
The audience cheered again.
"Oh my god! Young Master is so handsome!"
"Damn it! He's so handsome even when he's using a fan!"
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and bring Little Sir to film!"
"No! The Chinese music industry still needs Little Sir to continue singing! You can't go to filming!"
"You're amazing! You're so noble!"
The golden color of the folding fan matched the color on the big screen.
It had the yellow color of paper, nostalgia, and retro feeling.
There was also a golden environment that gave off a noble and elegant feeling.
Plus Jun Mo's clothes.
There were golden decorations on the emerald green.
All sorts of combinations came together.
The night rain dyed the sky green-some
people didn't need posture to be able to achieve a stunning scene!
At the end of the stage.
Jun Mo waved his fan,
He turned around, his back facing the audience.
At the last moment when all the music dissipated.
Looking back!
That gaze-
Sharkman!
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