When Wang Xiaoya saw Lin Feng calling him stupid Xiaoya, she immediately looked angry.

"Who are you talking stupid? (angry)"

Wang Xiaoya seems to be easily affected by emotions. She will unconsciously make the same expression when she is typing.

In the live broadcast room, after ten aircraft carriers were triggered, the number of people was almost millions.

Millions of people looked at Wang Xiaoya's coquettish look and there was another wail.

"It's too much, I actually talked about Penguin live."

"Even if you talk about Penguin, you won't show us the content. This is the most excessive."

"A female anchor talks about Penguin live, earning tens of millions a month."

"Xiaoya, just chat. Can you not broadcast the expression in real time?"

"This kind of emoticon is rich, and you can make an emoticon package."

"Xiao Ya, the emoticon package has been made, see you on the post."

"Xiao Ya looks like this and she looks like she is in love."

"Who is the target? I want to apply for a duel."

"It must be Brother Feng, do you still have to think about it?"

"Brother Feng, do you think I'm afraid? Humph, Brother Feng, I'm joking with them. Don't take it seriously. I'm still your most loyal dog."

Wang Xiaoya was chatting with Lin Feng wholeheartedly at this time, and she didn't go to see the content on the barrage, but even after watching it, it was nothing. At most, she blushed a little and was a little happy in her heart.

After chatting with Wang Xiaoya for a few words, Lin Feng found that he was very good at talking, but he still got into the topic soon.

Wang Xiaoya: "Brother Feng, sing your own song to me."

Lin Feng: "This is not very good."

Wang Xiaoya: "What's wrong?"

Lin Feng: "I'm afraid that I'll sing too well, which will hurt your confidence in music."

In fact, Lin Feng is telling the truth. He is a systematic man. The songs he sang must be at the level of a god of songs.

Even some professional musicians and famous singers must be silent when they hear Lin Feng's singing, let alone the semi-professional Wang Xiaoya.

However, after Lin Feng said that, he still started recording.

There is no recording studio, no props, and even no dubbing, only one mobile phone.

After clicking the recording button, Lin Feng immediately entered the state and started singing directly without even opening his voice.

If you can't even control a simple song, then what's the name of the God of Songs?

"I'll come to your city."

"Walking through the path you came."

""

"Will you appear suddenly?"

“A coffee shop on the corner.”

"I will wave my hand and greet with a little face."

"Sit and chat with you."

""

"Say something to you, just say something."

"haven't seen you for a long time!"

It took a long time no see, and it was sung for several minutes, but Luo Chen didn't even take a breath and finished singing it directly.

send!

Singing a cappella, sending it directly, that's so confident.

At this time, Lin Feng looked at his penguin, which was full of messages sent by Wang Xiaoya.

"You're still hitting me, I'm a literary committee member."

"I'm afraid you are a soul singer, so it's scary to sing it. (Smile)"

"Brother Ben Feng, why don't you speak?"

"Brother Feng, why don't you speak?"

"Brother Feng, I was wrong. I won't say you are a soul singer, okay?"

Just as Wang Xiaoya was about to send a video pop-up, she received a voice message from Lin Feng.

Wang Xiaoya looked at the time, and it was a little over four minutes, almost the same time as the song.

Seeing this news, the stone in Wang Xiaoya's heart fell to the ground. It turned out that Lin Feng had just recorded a song, so he didn't reply to his message, which scared me.

Suddenly, Wang Xiaoya wanted to have a prank, and she wanted to play the song Lin Feng sang in the live broadcast room.

In Wang Xiaoya's opinion, Lin Feng must be a soul singer. The songs he sang are not spicy, but they will definitely not be able to hear them any better.

Otherwise, if you are so rich and good at singing, you would have become a star long time ago, so where would you watch the live broadcast?

"Audience friends, I just talked to Brother Feng. Brother Feng sent me the legendary song "Long Time No See" he created. Do you want to listen to it?"

When everyone in the live broadcast room heard Wang Xiaoya's words, they immediately became energetic and swept the screen.

"Think about it, the anchor will let it go quickly."

"Xiaoya, let it go quickly, I want to listen to the rich brother singing."

"I feel that after listening to Brother Feng's songs, Brother Feng will lose his fans."

"Hahaha, it costs money for others to sing, but Brother Feng is killing."

"Xiao Ya, you actually do such a thing, be careful that the boat of friendship will overturn if it says it."

Wang Xiaoya looked at the barrage of the audience with a smile. When she saw the audience saying that Lin Fengchen's singing must be bad, she felt much more comfortable and thought in her heart.

"Hmph, I've made you brag before and also hit my confidence in music. I want to hit your confidence."

Although I thought this way in my heart, I didn’t say this on my mouth: “Hahaha, I can’t be deaf alone, I want to pull you together.”

"It's cruel to not be deaf alone."

"Willing, Yao Yao Ling? Someone here releases unknown elemental weapons in an attempt to fight against humanity."

"Please evacuate quickly if the non-combatants are in the front."

"Wait, Xiaoya, wait and let it go, I will fight the Yao Erling first, otherwise I will have no chance later."

"Please evacuate here as soon as possible. Our bomb disposal experts are coming."

Amid the audience's laughter, Wang Xiaoya pressed the play button on her phone.

Before the singing begins, a few seconds of blank period passes quickly.

Just as everyone was about to say something, Lin Feng's voice came out of Wang Xiaoya's live broadcast room.

"I'll come to your city."

Lin Feng's voice is already very magnetic, and seems to have a kind of magical nature, which can move people's heartbeat

The audience who fought dragons liked the most was watching the fun and bbs. Some keyboard warriors were about to do something, but when they heard Lin Feng's voice, they stopped their movements, as if they were silent in Lin Feng's music.

"Walking through the path you came."

"Imagine a day without me."

"How lonely are you."

"Hold you, the photo."

“The street that is familiar.”

"It's just that you're gone, we can't go back to that day."

Lin Feng's voice was very soft, giving people a warm feeling. Although there was no accompaniment, this singing method that seemed to be murmuring was almost melting.

After hearing this song, the audience in the live broadcast room seemed to be in the country, as if they were the singer, carrying a broken acoustic guitar on their backs, and wanted to find the person they wanted to meet.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!