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Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Second(1/2)

Chu Qing, who was drunk and hazy, had already begun to let herself go.

How to be happy?

How to be happy and happy.

Holding the microphone and putting it beside your mouth, Chu Qing no longer looked at all the audience in the stands.

All he knew was, singing, getting excited, and getting ignited...

"I still remember the spring many years ago

I hadn't cut my long hair at that time

No credit card or her

Home without 24 hours of hot water

But I was so happy at the beginning…”

This song "In Spring" is quite exciting and makes the audience resonate with it!

The guitar was playing hard.

Guitar?

Although he smashed two, Chu Qing still found a spare one in the background. Of course, even the spare guitar sound was adjusted correctly.

Although "Spring" does not have the roar and hoarseness like "If You Die", Chu Qing's unwillingness and shouting even implies that his pursuit of beautiful things is quite strong.

The blood slowly boiled and frantically.

He continued to play with what he was best at, mobilizing people's emotions, and on the stage, he was like a God.

"If one day I have no place to support me

Please leave me in that time

If one day I leave quietly

Please bury me in this spring..."

Every child almost roared out, still not hoarsely, but completely released the things inside the depths of his soul.

Hoarse voice?

It has nothing to do with you!

Below the stage, there were still a group of audiences who were covered with their chests and were so excited that they fainted were carried out to the open space. Some of the audiences who woke up rushed towards their positions excitedly, roaring wildly as if they were desperate.

This concert was undoubtedly quite successful, and it was a big success.

When he was about to sing halfway, Chu Qing suddenly stopped and slowly lifted up the guitar...

"Damn, are you going to smash the guitar again?"

"Fuck! Qingzi looks so cool when he smashes the guitar! He smashes, smashes, continues to smash!"

"horrible!"

"Come on Qingzi!"

"What a terrible Qingzi!"

"It's a pity!"

Just when everyone felt that Chu Qing was going to smash the guitar and continued to yell wildly to release the emotions in her heart, Chu Qing suddenly and gently slowly put down the guitar again. After putting it down, she stroked it again.

The style of painting is not right.

The audience was a little stunned.

They don't know what Chu Qing is going to do...

"Accompaniment, stop!"

Chu Qing suddenly waved his hand!

"ah?"

At this moment, everyone, including the staff, was stunned. Why didn’t you sing halfway through singing? Stop the accompaniment. What do you want to do? What are you going to do?

However, they still obediently stopped the accompaniment.

The audience's crazy roar also stopped.

Everyone looked straight at Chu Qing, who was drunk and had a weird smile with a hazy look...

Do you want to suddenly roar and scare us just like when I die? Or what do you want to do?

Almost at the same time, this idea came to everyone's mind.

"Not very right! Not very right!"

"What are Brother Qing going to do!"

Jiang Xiaoyu in the backstage felt that her heart was getting tangled. She felt that the concert was full of strange atmosphere everywhere.

In the last second, you didn’t know what happened next, and you didn’t even know what Chu Qing would do in the next second!

"He has fully enjoyed the pleasure of controlling the audience. On the stage, he is like a king." At this moment, Bai Youxue, who is about to take the stage, stared at Chu Qing, with a hint of complexity in her eyes.

She felt that Chu Qing's concert was entirely his personal venting program, but strangely, the audience below was hypnotized and extremely enthusiastic.

This man has a terrible ability to control the field.

On stage.

Chu Qing continued to pick up the microphone while everyone took a deep breath and was ready to face the storm.

His face suddenly changed...

However, it is no longer wild, no longer crazy...

"In spring, there are flowers and fragrances in the red, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Ligron, Li

The warm sun shines on my torn clothes in the sky

Longligrangling Legrangling crosses the street and walks the alley

We have to be busy for food and clothing day and night..."

He suddenly began to smile, a brisk smile like a swallow.

Chu Qing sang very affectionately. Although she couldn't be called a mother, she was definitely not gentle...

If it was high-pitched just now, then now...

Now……

Everyone's audience was instantly scared, and several viewers who were drinking water even sprayed out the water.

"Damn!"

"this……"

"Is this the same song?"

"I……"

“FUCK!”

"Aoizi, you're fucking..."

"Qingzi, don't play like this! I... my heart really can't stand it, I..."

If Chu Qing was wild just now, then Chu Qing is now taking cheerful steps, shaking her body step by step, showing a strange and demonic smile, and walking slowly.

I'm fucking!

this……

The differences in the styles of the songs before and after were so big that all the audience even started to curse on the spot.

What does this mean?

But, it sounds like it's pretty good?

Then...

"roar!"

"Maybe one day I have nowhere to stay

Please leave me in that time…”

Suddenly, Chu Qing, who was so excited, suddenly shouted again...

The style of painting has changed from this kind of rural tune to crazy and wild.

"..." There are thousands of grass and mud horses in my heart, and I don't know whether to indulge in the gentleness of the sun or to be wilder than the audience.

"..." Jiang Xiaoyu stared at the stage, covered her face, hoping to pull Chu Qing off the stage.

"..." cannot describe the feeling of the present, I only know that Bai Youxue, who sang two tones in a very classic style.
To be continued...
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