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30, Chapter 30(2/2)

Along with the screams, more people began to shout Lin Shimao's name, and Lin Shimao whispered like a bard: ""Survive their joy" scorpio."

Scorpio is the English word for Scorpio, and he will say this every time he opens the show.

People in the industry say they love to show off, and there is a reason for that, but in the rock and roll industry, no one is convinced by anyone, and there are quite a few people like Turbo who are the best in the world.

On the contrary, Lin Shimao is very humble and has good relations with many seniors.

At the beginning of the prelude, Lin Shimao sang: "would i were stedfastthou art, with eter..."

As always, the lyrics are very beautifully written. The person who wrote the song seems to have obsessive-compulsive disorder. The lyrics are written like verses. Xue Youka had an intuition that this must be written by Turbo.

He stared at the stage motionless, sometimes looking at Lin Shimao, but more often than not looking at the turbo closest to him.

The drumbeats of these songs were strong, but not crazy. He seemed to be able to do it with ease. Several times, Xue Youka felt that Cheng Yu's eyes were on the audience, maybe on himself. He couldn't help but sway along with the rhythm.

Although he didn't understand music, Xue Youka felt novel and happy during the short few minutes of a song, as if he didn't need to think about anything. However, Lin Shimao's moving voice reminded him of many touching things.

After a few songs, the audience shouted again: "Amao! Diving! Turbo! Diving! Diving!"

Turbo never jumps, and Lin Shimao seldom jumps because he is afraid of being touched all over his body.

No one dived tonight, but at the end, the crowd burst out with a loud roar: "Solo! Turbo! Turbo!"

Xue Youka didn't know why, solo means solo. He probably understood what the audience was shouting. Driven by the enthusiastic atmosphere of the scene, he also raised his hands and shook them, shouting: "Solo! Turbo! Turbo! Solo!"

Everyone usually likes to shout like this. It is very enjoyable to watch turbo solo live. There are few drummers with better skills than him, let alone as handsome as him. It's a pity that he rarely agrees to the audience's request, but today

Not knowing what was going on, he raised his drumstick high.

The lighting engineer realized that he was in a good mood today and immediately turned the light on him.

All attention.

Xue Youka looked towards him and felt Cheng Yu panting and glance at him.

Xue Youka opened his mouth and couldn't help but let out a fruity pizza-flavored burp.

If Xue Youka hadn't been dazzled, he could clearly see Turbo's face turning dark.

Cheng Yu was sitting behind the drums, and his drums always had so many cymbals that his face was almost completely blocked.

But he still couldn't resist the enthusiastic sound of the people at the scene. Cheng Yulao felt like someone was screaming and spitting on his face - some people said that he installed so many cymbals on the drum to show off, but in fact it was just to block the sound.

The crowd was screaming and shouting.

As the drum sticks fell, the blazing light poured on him like a flame. Xue Youka's eyes were firmly attracted. He was simply stunned. He was so handsome! Everyone was crazy for him. At this time, Cheng

Reputation, with a kind of Quentin movie about him

The violence here is wild but beautiful. The black vest is wet with sweat and sticks to the body. The strong arms are not beating drums. They seem to be beating on the hearts of the people, tightly strangling the throats of everyone present. Every drum beat is exciting.
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