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One thousand and seventy-seven chapters The king is coming! 【Come to the starting point】(1/2)

"The little brother No. 9 sang really well. The song "I miss her" made me sing it so much that I had hallucinations. I miss the previous one who didn't exist, hahaha."

"But, don't think that the little brother No. 9 will definitely win. There is another No. 10 next. If you make such a easy decision, you will be joking with it later."

"Let's talk less, please call the No. 10 player now."

Jia Long smiled badly.

But no one really understood the meaning of this smile.

The reason why she smiled was not because of the previous paragraph, but because this "No. 10" was the "teacher" that Dongyu told her.

The last finale exists, but there have been nine singers who have performed extremely wonderfully. The pressure on this finale is definitely the greatest.

The audience has become a little aesthetic fatigue. If the strength of No. 10 is like No. 1 brother, they may be underestimated.

It’s not that the number one little brother is really bad. Just looking back, he is really not particularly outstanding among the nine contestants.

This number ten is under pressure from nine ‘seniors’. If you don’t sing well, or even sing normally, you will definitely lose points.

"Hello, can you hear me?"

"Hello, Jia Long. I can hear it."

The voice opposite Lianmai was a very calm and calm middle-aged man's voice.

It sounds like a mature man.

"Hello, a mature voice, please tell the No. 10 contestant, what song are you going to sing?"

"The singers in front of me all sang very well, so I can only use my unique skills to deal with it and sing 'Ice Rain'."

The voice on the opposite side was smiling and not at all stage frightened. He was used to the feeling of big storms.

Wow, sing this song, you really have a unique skill...

Jia Long couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

However, the other party's behavior shows that his friends have indeed put some pressure on him, which shows that my friends are indeed very outstanding.

"Okay, contestant No. 10, please start your 'ice rain'."

Jia Long did not treat him very well, and smiled and cut the wheat to this "special visitor".

But at this moment, she looked at the barrage and found that there were already a large number of fans in the barrage, questioning something.

"The sound of this No. 10 is so mature. You shouldn't be young anymore, but why does this sound sound so familiar?"

"What a familiar voice, I always feel like I hear it often."

"I'm going, it's not that guy."

"Why is he singing Bingyu? Is it him?"

"My God...can it be..."

"The king has arrived?"

"How is it possible? What kind of card faces are there, what kind of card faces are Menglonglong... No, I damn, it seems that Menglonglong's card faces are really big."

Many people in the audience have guessed the true face of this 'No. 10'.

But there are still many people who can't believe that this person is actually here.

But when singing all over the country, the familiar prelude of "Ice Rain" ended, and the number 10 contestant opened his voice...

Detonate instantly!

"I'm waiting, a girl."

"I'm still waiting, sinking into the sea of ​​suffering!"

"A love, silently irrigate."

"No one cares about it, the flowers fade and bloom."

“…”

As soon as the voice opened, it had a different aura from other contestants, a terrible familiarity, and an extremely unique voice.

All the fans in the live broadcast room guessed the other party's identity.

"Damn!"

"What the hell?"

"On the day of sleeping, the original singer will be played?"

"Niu Dehua Heavenly King?!"

"Really? This is the King of Heaven himself!?"

"No, Niu Dehua, I have been an idol since I was a child, but he actually came to Longye's live broadcast room?"

"This sound seems to be true!"

"Our Long Ye's brand is so big? Even the Heavenly King is here!"

"The most famous immortal king in Hong Kong and Taiwan has even invited him. Longlong, who are you?"

"The other nine players, just admit defeat. If you can't win, you can't win."

“It’s too difficult.”

"The other nine players said they had already put on the burden and were ready to go home."

"This is simply a dimensionality reduction strike, okay."

When the No. 10 contestant, who was the "special guest", began to sing in the live broadcast room, suddenly, countless netizens were blown up.

The Dongyu live broadcast room that had finally survived the stuttering before was barely smooth, but the barrage was all stuck and could not move for a long time.

There is no way, this may be the moment with the most barrage of moments in Dongyu so far.

Even Jia Long can't lead to so many barrage.

Only Quanlongxia, or the most top king Niu Dehua in the minds of Chinese people, can create such achievements.

"Damn!"

Jia Liang, who was tired from the other end, leaning against the wall, cheering the singers, jumped up like a cat with a tail stepped on.

"Niu Dehua is here?"

On the side, the ripples of snow who tried to maintain the image of a lady, and her beautiful eyes were all round.

Although she had known for a long time that her first appearance anchor in the area is fundamentally different from Jia Long, who has become the "No. 1 in the All Dragon Summer".

But at least on the surface, she felt that both sides were just anchors. If Jia Long had the status of a gold medal hunter, the level should be the same.

But now, Lianyixue discovered that the live broadcast room of a host Jia Long might have invited the most famous man Quan Longxia, so how could she dare to think that way?

It's not a little bit, but a world of difference.

Even Niu Dehua has been invited!

"Sing well."

However, Zhang Tingya didn't show much about Jia Long's invitation to Niu Dehua.

After all, she is still a child, and when Niu Dehua was most famous, she missed it perfectly. In addition, she didn't understand what the meaning of Jia Long's invitation to Niu Dehua meant, so she was still calm.

Everyone here is different, but Niu Dehua's passionate and familiar voice continues.

finally.

"Favorite...girl!"

Niu Dehua finished singing a song.

"The tenth sing is over, Miss Jia Long."

Niu Dehua smiled and greeted Jia Long again.

He has no temper at all, and his attitude makes people feel comfortable.

"Wow, it's super nice. Mr. Ten, you sing almost exactly the same as the original singer. It's so amazing. Many viewers in the barrage are saying that you are Niu Dehua himself, I wonder if you are."

Jia Long pretended to be ignorant and also called Niu Dehua ‘No. 10’.

"Of course I'm not him. I just love listening to Niu Dehua's songs. If he hadn't sang this song, he would have been singing for so many years, so he would definitely not sing it anymore."

"Puff haha." Jia Long laughed and squirted: "Okay, Mr. Ten, are you going to advance to the next game, or announce your true identity and say hello to everyone?"

"Hey, Miss Jia Long, it's wrong for you to say that. We haven't voted yet. Maybe that little brother No. 9 won me. However, I'm tired of singing one. Let the little brother advance. I'm old and I can't sing the next one."

Niu Dehua did not hide his original soundtrack at all, he was simply himself.

"Hahaha, Brother Niu Dehua is still pretending, so stop pretending, everyone has recognized you long ago."

Jia Long smiled sweetly, his eyes smiling like a pair of beautiful crescent moons.

"Wow, who is Niu Dehua? I didn't say I am Niu Dehua." Niu Dehua still wanted to pretend.

"Okay, just act like you are not Brother Niu Dehua. Brother, thank you for participating in my birthday singing competition. We have not met you yet. Next time I have the chance to meet, I will officially say thank you."
To be continued...
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