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Lian Cheng threw it on the coffee table and stared at the ceiling and thought about life.

Brother Lian, Brother Lian for a lifetime...

He never considered the exaggerated posture in the live broadcast room. Not to mention the barrage and gifts that were like flowing water, the arrival of many platforms' super-controlled platforms is enough to show the official attention, not only the super-controlled itself, but also the team and leadership behind them. There are so many eyes watching, no one can stop Xiaohua's popular live broadcast room.

This is very strange.

Liancheng was not overwhelmed by the reward of 100,000 yuan from the rich man, and he completely devoted himself to the embrace of live broadcasting.

The speed of the girl in the floral dress became popular beyond the development rules of normal things. She did not proceed step by step, lacked transitional stages, and was extremely sudden. Like Germany raided Poland, the most wise strategist could not predict the reasons and further trends.

No matter how good the singing sounds, it will not make people so enthusiastic.

Those barrage with the words "crazy believer" made Lian Cheng see a trace of absurdity beyond his control. Thinking of the characteristics of ordinary female ghosts in film and television dramas, he almost immediately guessed the truth-

There is definitely something wrong with the singing of the girl in the floral dress!

He was not affected, because his physique was already different from ordinary people under the influence of copper coins and the energy-induced accumulation. In order to confirm this, he decided to make an experiment immediately.

Zhang Haichao had accepted the fate of transferring schools. When his father Zhang Youwei knew that Liancheng had arranged a transfer school for his son, he expressed his understanding and gratitude and did not blame his son more. The transfer of junior high school is not like that of high school, which damages the study progress and is therefore insulting.

This kid is waiting for the notification from the new school. Before the files are transferred, this is the time for him to relax wildly.

Liancheng knocked on the door.

"It's me."

Zhang Haichao's footsteps were very fast, and he hurriedly opened the door and smiled with his teeth: "Brother Lian, thank you so much for the school matter. From now on, I will buy all the work for midnight snacks."

"Let's go, Brother Lian will take you to have a walk."

"I made an appointment with a female classmate today..." Zhang Haichao said embarrassedly.

"Kentucky, I'll treat you. I'll go and play after eating. What's the hurry?"

Zhang Haichao happily agreed.

Lian Cheng sighed. With this enlightenment, he is probably a single dog in the king's rank ten years later.

Today is the weekend, and there are still many Kentucky people.

Liancheng ordered two sets and said, "You kid, I'll do me a favor. I just bought a new ear. Listen to the sound quality. If it doesn't work, go and return the product. Your dad said you understand this, what kind of subsidence tension, vocal level and sound field, I don't quite understand, so I want to find someone who understands it-"

He inserted his ear into one end and handed it to Zhang Haichao.

"I just know a little bit, and there are a little more than ordinary people."

Zhang Haichao smiled shyly and was a little proud. He cleared his throat and used the standard frowning expression of the judges on TV.

As soon as the prelude started, Zhang Haichao immediately heard it and asked: "Fairy Tale Town? Is it original to Sister Yifa?"

"The book I found online is the focus of vocals, I have high requirements for vocals..."

Lian Cheng was still laughing, but as he smiled, he gradually disappeared.

He felt that Zhang Haichao might become a rare genius in the game world. Not to mention anything else, just this demented giggle that is exactly the same as the fool, it is impossible for normal people to learn it.

A little girl with braids passed by. She knocked her eyes at this place and said in surprise: "Zhang Haichao?"

At this time, Zhang Haichao smiled very unrestrainedly!

He subconsciously looked back at the little girl, actually staring at the air, muttering a spell that no one could understand: "Hehehehe... strange touch chicken, one library..."

The two of them were still leaping forward, and the middle finger and ring finger were raised high and hooked back and forth with a dazzling frequency!

Compared to e-sports, Liancheng believes that this child should take the entrance exam for a university in Japan.

The little girl with braids had never seen this scene before, and she was frightened.

"You, you, you! You are a hooligan-"

Bang!

She slapped Zhang Haichao and ran out.

Lian Cheng thought to himself, how did this girl know that she was a hooligan? He shook his head, pressed the playback pause, and shook it in front of Zhang Haichao: "I'm back to my senses! I'm not ashamed of having a spring dream in broad daylight!"

"Well……"

Before Zhang Haichao could recover from the dementia, his middle finger and ring finger subconsciously hooked again, and suddenly his head sank, and then he felt his face hot. He looked back hard and saw only the messy back of his sister braided.

He screamed: "Xiaoya... listen to my explanation!"

"She doesn't listen." Lian Cheng smiled: "The people have run away, and they still say what's the use of these? Is this the girl you made an appointment with?"

"Yes." Zhang Haichao buried his head deeply on the table, his voice weak.

"It's just an accident, let's explain it slowly." Lian Cheng patted his shoulder as if he was a person who had experienced it, and he asked again: "How is the sound quality of the ear?"

Zhang Haichao rolled his eyes: "Immigrant."

"What kind of situation is there in your body? It feels very exciting. Tell Brother Lian the mysterious code?"

"Brother Lian, please don't joke with me. I will format the hard drive when I go back! But, how should I face Xiaoya after that! Wow, I'm so sad that I vomited!"

Lian Cheng was happy and took out two 100 yuan for him. "Take it and ask someone to watch a movie. I won't tell your dad about this. Do whatever you want if you have the money left, and you have to keep up with your transfer of studies. It's better to buy some books."

Zhang Haichao took the money and muttered in a low voice: "What book to buy? The Abyss Challenge Book?"

It feels very comfortable to cheat a naughty child.

Early love?

It does not exist.

Liancheng proved that the girl singing in the flower skirt really had a magical effect. He wore her ears along the way, and she couldn't hear Zhang Haichao's feeling. But if Zhang Haichao didn't have that kind of care in his heart, he would probably not be so embarrassed.

It is very similar to the female ghosts in films and TV series such as "A Chinese Ghost Story", and the singing has a certain degree of charming effect. However, it is not that exaggerated, and only has a very short-term effect.

He returned home and opened the newly bought desktop owner. When he logged in, Penguin saw an email. Click to open, the sender was Daewoo Entertainment, and the content was a simple evaluation of the cover sample.

The evaluation results of many experts were consistent: professional singing skills, high recognition of voice, distinctive singing style, extraordinary skills, and sincere emotions and extremely infectious on-the-spot.

On-site infectiousness was specially marked in bold fonts.

Liancheng was speechless.

You are listening to ghost singing! In the past, this is the funeral song that wants to kill you. For the sake of performance and income generation, can you not be sincerely infectious?

He smiled in surprise, and for a while, he suddenly remembered the old Nokia thrown in the corner.

When he looked at the screen, the total of three-digit missed calls and unread text messages made him scratch his head and flipped through it. Most of them were messages from He Shenggen and He Xingxing.

Out of courtesy, he called back. "I am Liancheng."

"Mr. Lian!"

A delicate voice across the phone made Lian Cheng scream with goosebumps all over. "You finally called back. Dayu Entertainment urgently needs such an excellent talent as a cover singer. Can you contact her?"

Lian Cheng said perfunctorily: "Sorry, I'm just entrusted by someone. I'm not too familiar with it..."
Chapter completed!