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Chapter 27 Singing

Ling Yixuan's decision made Situ Feng's stern expression flash with surprise, and then he looked at Murong Chen, with a hint of success at the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, then Miss Ling, please come on stage and start your talent show. Please give me a round of applause, Ling Yixuan." The host said this to her righteously.

Everyone in the audience burst into warm applause in unison, but they still did not let go of her resentment.

Amid the warm applause of the crowd, Ling Yixuan was advancing or retreating. At this moment, she really wanted to bite off her tongue. Why should she be so quick to talk? What a source of disaster!

Now it's better, no matter how much she can't take responsibility, she still has to take responsibility for the words she has spoken.

After waiting for a long time, Ling Yixuan had no choice but to walk onto the stage tremblingly under the urging of everyone. She gave it all today!

Standing in the center of the stage, Ling Yixuan closed her eyes tightly to prevent herself from looking at the laughing faces under the stage.

At this time, she was wailing in her heart. As a new and new human being in the 21st century, she didn't know any talent! She was damned to be ridiculed by the feudal and decadent ancient people. This made her feel so embarrassed!!

Talents, talents, talents, talents... There are so many novel things in future generations, but she can't think of anything at this moment. She has lived in vain for so many years. Why did she travel through time? My brothers, sisters, fellow citizens, and elders in future generations, I'm sorry, I didn't give it to you.

You guys are so shameless, it’s because I failed to live up to my expectations and caused you such a humiliation! Otherwise, before this person is embarrassed, you should send someone to take me back as soon as possible!!

Ling Yixuan pitifully repented in her heart, praying for a glimmer of hope to bring her back to her original world.

There were already voices of impatience in the audience, and the last hope in her heart could only be disillusioned. What should she do? Ling Yixuan was so anxious in her heart, how about learning from other time-traveling women to teach them how to play poker and mahjong?

Is this considered a talent? Or telling jokes, speaking foreign languages, designing, drawing cartoons, arranging flowers, talking about cross talk, doing magic, astrology... Sorry, she is not good at these.

After struggling for a long time, Ling Yixuan still couldn't figure out the reason, so she decided to do a very shameful thing - plagiarism.

They all say that plagiarism is shameful, but she really has no choice. Well, she admits that she has a stupid brain. China has more than 5,000 years of cultural history, and there are countless Tang and Song poems, so what she has to do is to recite poetry.

For her, it means reciting ancient poems, which can only be said to be reciting. Because after all, she is not the original author of these poems, she just copied them and read them out. I hope these people are ignorant and have never heard of them.

Just as Ling Yixuan was about to open her mouth, a problem arose. Reciting poetry should be based on feelings. As a plagiarist, she really couldn't achieve the same emotional expression as the original author. Even if she performed it, she was not an actress and would only look artificial.

.Write, she is really not good at traditional Chinese calligraphy, so she decided to sing instead.

To put it modestly, although she is tone-deaf, can't go up to high notes, and can't go down to low notes, everything else about her singing is pretty good.

Regaining her mood, Ling Yixuan said seriously: "The talent I want to perform is-singing."

Ignoring the sighs from the audience, Ling Yixuan's mind quickly turned over, there are so many classic and excellent songs in later generations, which one should she sing? You can't sing hip-hop rock in front of these rotten guys, right? Think about it, Chinese style is still feasible, Zhou

Dong's Chinese style is okay, but the terrible thing is that she forgot the lyrics...Which song should she sing?

Got it! ""May Life Be Long"!" Ling Yixuan dropped the song title and observed everyone's expressions, fearing that people would know she was cheating. These ancients are perverts. They actually require that all performances must be original, even imitations and covers.

None of them worked. Fortunately, everyone's expressions were normal. It seemed that they didn't know the lyrics. Even if they knew the lyrics, the music only came out later, so she didn't have to worry.

"Um, can you give me an accompaniment?" Ling Yixuan asked. She was not good at singing in the first place. If she were to sing a cappella, everyone's ears would be poisoned by her!

After getting the host's consent, Ling Yixuan's next words immediately made everyone dumbfounded, "I want to ask King Annan to play the flute for me!"


Chapter completed!
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