e-booksonline Chapter 127 The Lurking Paper Man Clone
Chapter 127 The Lurking Paper Man Clone
When Chen Feng's song "He's a Pirate" finished playing.
Everyone on the stage still felt the lingering sound reverberating in their minds, unable to rest for a long time.
[Hahaha, I feel like they’ve already heard it. ]
[Don’t talk about them, I feel like the hairs all over my body are standing up when I listen to them. ]
[The lingering sound lingers for three days. ]
[It should be called dimensionality reduction strike. ]
Chen Feng closed the piano lid, put the piano and stool into the storage ring, and then bowed politely to the audience.
Then he put on his clothes and walked back to his seat.
Everyone's eyes were always looking at him, but it was extremely complicated.
Originally, there might still be some feelings of envy and jealousy, but they can no longer arise at this moment.
Some people only feel that it is impossible to climb when they look up at the sky.
Chen Feng sat cross-legged on the futon, took out a bottle of milk tea and drank it.
"Hey, haven't my scores come out yet?"
Everyone looked at the guardian spirit of the checkpoint, and the pressure was instantly put on the guardian spirit of the checkpoint.
"..."
The guardian spirit of the checkpoint hesitated for a moment, but still raised the sign for "hundred" points.
Seeing the Baifen brand, everyone felt it was natural.
Such an explosive performance is truly unique.
The next moment, there was a vibration in the void.
Several musical instruments flew out in the air and started fighting. As soon as one musical instrument was about to fly down to Chen Feng, other musical instruments would snipe at him.
"???"
Everyone stared blankly at the instruments competing for favor, and felt mixed emotions for a while.
These instruments are actually Supreme Grade Spirit Treasure.
The guardian spirit of the checkpoint raised his hand to his forehead, feeling extremely embarrassed.
She waved her hand and stirred up a few clear spring-like sounds, which hit the musical instruments.
"You guys, stop it, stop arguing, let him choose!"
Chen Feng looked up and saw that they were all traditional musical instruments, guqin, guzheng, erhu, pipa and flute.
"I am a relatively philanthropic person, can't I want them all?"
The guardian spirit of the checkpoint rolled his eyes, "Of course not, and you're called greedy!"
Everyone wanted to say, well done.
Haha, I want them all, you are so beautiful.
[Cruel rejection, hahaha. ]
[I want them all. Will you let those who take the assessment in the future receive air rewards? ]
[Is this how you use the word fraternity? ]
[2333…]
Chen Feng raised his eyebrows, thinking he wouldn't be able to get it if he didn't give it to him?
Haha, so naive.
He raised his hand and pointed at the pipa. After all, the pipa could be used as a guitar. It could be used as a transition before his instrument was completed.
"That's it."
The dark red pipa was selected and immediately flew down and fell into Chen Feng's arms.
The other instruments flew together in despair, and then disappeared.
The guardian spirit of the checkpoint sat on the futon again and said: "Next."
The monk behind Chen Feng stood up, but when he passed by Chen Feng, the corners of Chen Feng's mouth turned up slightly.
When he stood on the stage and took out an acoustic guitar, Wang Hao was stunned.
The next moment, Wang Hao understood something and looked at Chen Feng in surprise.
Chen Feng gave him a knowing smile, and he understood completely.
It’s a paper man…
Among the more than two hundred people, there were actually some paper figures of Chen Feng hidden.
He had been with Chen Feng all the time, and he didn't know when Chen Feng put him there.
He soon thought that it was probably when Chen Feng went to the toilet in the woods.
He also thought about every time Chen Feng asked everyone to shout embarrassing slogans, someone would take the initiative to weigh the pros and cons and call on everyone to compromise.
I also thought about Chen Feng’s booing when he came on stage just now, and how many people actually cooperated with him to boo.
This time, he understood everything.
He didn't expect Chen Feng's paper man to be so disguised that he was no different from an ordinary monk.
Wang Hao secretly looked at the people around him and probably guessed that the circle sitting behind Chen Feng were all his paper figures.
Because putting the paper man behind can prevent him from being attacked by others.
If he hadn't known about the existence of the guitar, he probably wouldn't have realized that there were such a group of paper figures around all the time.
I have to say that Chen Feng looks cheerful on the outside, but he is very cautious on the inside.
His informal image is very confusing.
Do you think he is a little joke?
Then when you face him, just wait to be beaten into a big fool.
On stage.
The young paper mannequin with disheveled hair and a vicissitudes of expression spoke slowly while holding a guitar.
"The next song is for my late wife. She loved chrysanthemums the most during her lifetime..."
As he spoke, he closed his eyes and played a sad and melodious melody, singing in a gentle and sad tone.
"Your tears are tender and hurt."
"The pale moon crescents, hooking the past..."
Wang Hao's mouth twitched. How could you, a paper man, get your dead wife?
[I’m sorry, it’s really a paper-man clone in the style of sand sculpture! ]
[Hey guys, I didn’t even notice that there was a paper doppelganger among the players. ]
[Hahaha, is this paper man named Tang? ]
[It's like a crying singing competition. ]
[Shadow style is so bad, he actually plays the emotional card to play with the emotions of the audience. ]
[Laughing, has he not played enough? ]
[23333…]
In fact.
Everyone in the audience liked this very much.
Hearing that it was for his deceased wife, everyone listened to the sad music and looked at the paper man on the stage with great emotion and sympathy.
The guardian spirit of the checkpoint was a little surprised. He didn't expect that although the people in this assessment were all very low in cultivation, they were actually crouching tigers, hidden dragons on the music path.
Although this song is not as explosive as the previous song, it is very emotional and almost everyone in the audience feels empathy.
According to her scoring rules, this wave should be full marks again.
"The flowers have fallen towards the evening, and their brilliance has fallen. The fate of the withering world is unbearable..."
"Don't worry about crossing the river, for your autumn heart will be torn in two. I'm afraid you won't be able to get to the shore and will be shaken for the rest of your life..."
Although he knew that his deceased wife was fake, Wang Hao had to admit that this song was really great.
He came back to his senses and looked at the others, and found that some literary and martial arts cultivators had slightly red and moist eyes.
"..."
I just hope they never know that the monk on Dao Platform is Chen Feng’s paper man.
When the song ended, Chen Feng immediately took the lead in applauding.
Bang bang bang! ! ! !
He rubbed his wet red eyes that had used the secret method of "moistening" and choked with sobs: "This song is really touching. If it doesn't get full marks, I'd suspect there's something fishy about it."
"..."
Wang Hao was completely stunned.
[Oh my god, you made me laugh so hard. ]
[I’m really convinced by this guy. ]
[There is indeed something fishy about it, but it’s just you, the idiot! ]
[Oscar owes you a statuette. ]
[What? The director is warming up! ]
[23333…]
The guardian spirit of the checkpoint rolled his eyes at Chen Feng and then raised a sign with "hundred" points.
Everyone on the stage didn't think much and congratulated and comforted the paper man on the stage.
"Fellow Daoist, congratulations."
"Don't take it too seriously, Fellow Daoist. I think your wife doesn't want you to be so depressed."
"Yes, yes...be strong."
"This jar of wine is given to you, and I wish you can get over your sorrow as soon as possible."
"..."
Wang Hao really wanted to say, you are the ones who need comfort.