The strongest skill system

"You...you say this is an online novel from another universe?"

"Of course, this book is just one of them, there are many others."

"It's so beautiful!"

The system didn't speak. Ye Mo guessed that he was complacent. Suddenly, he thought of an idea and asked tentatively, "Can I publish this novel on the Internet?"

"no problem!"

Hearing this, Ye Mo became happy, but within 2 minutes of being happy, he sat down on the chair as if discouraged, and said helplessly: "But I type very slowly, I don't know how long it will take to write such a novel! Even if it is copied if."

"I said that you are a salted fish as the host. Don't you believe that with me around, you will still be defeated by such a small problem?"

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Mo felt a vibration on the phone, and then found that he had received a file.

"Inside the file is the complete version of Dou Break Sphere, the host can easily copy and paste it in the future!"

Ye Mo nodded in satisfaction, and was about to continue asking, when he heard Feng Timo's voice: "Ye Mo! Where are you?"

After hearing this, he quickly put away his phone, picked up his guitar, and started running to Feng Timo: "Here we come, we come!"

"Follow me quickly, this show is over, it's yours!"

After bringing Ye Mo to the entrance, Feng Timo went to do other things. Seeing her leave, Ye Mo planned to continue reading the novel for a while.

"Hey! Isn't this Ye Mo? Are you also here to perform?"

An untimely voice suddenly came, Ye Mo looked back and found that it was actually Murong Hai.

But he just smiled and didn't want to have too much conversation with this person.

"Why don't you talk? Are you too nervous to perform on stage soon? Can't pretend? Don't be afraid, you are not the finale of the show anyway, I will save the stage for you!"

Seeing that Ye Mo didn't pay attention to him, Murong Hai thought he was too nervous, so he said in an arrogant tone.

"Are you very good?" Ye Mo didn't look back, but just said something like this lightly.

"So-so!" Murong Hai pretended to be modest, but he continued, "But compared to you, he is indeed much stronger!"

"Comparison?"

Ye Mo didn't talk too much nonsense, and said such a sentence directly.

Murong Hai was a little surprised. He didn't expect Ye Mo to dare to talk to himself like this, and sneered: "No problem! I'll let you see what real strength is!"

Soon, the host on the stage shouted: "The next show will be performed by this year's freshman, Ye Mo, with a guitar song he created himself! Please warmly welcome everyone!"

Who Ye Mo is, most people don't know.

Except for some freshmen from other departments who met him during military training, they were all classmates!Seeing Ye Mo on stage, these people were very curious!

"Ye Mo? He came to sing on stage?"

"Isn't he very skilled? Why does he seem to be able to sing?"

"I don't know, let's take a look first!"

There was scattered applause from the audience, after all, no one is optimistic about Ye Mo now.

Murong Hai, who saw this scene, laughed at Ye Mo: "I'll stand here and see how embarrassing you are!"

Ye Mo held his head high and strode away, leaving Murong Hai with a chic back.

After taking the stage, Ye Mo stood in front of everyone, didn't speak, just smiled slightly, sat gently on the high chair that had been prepared, then slowly adjusted the height of the microphone, and said:
"Hi everyone, my name is Ye Mo, how about today? I'm bringing you an original ancient song, "The Sorrow of Leaving People"!"

Not far away, Feng Timo was stunned when she heard this, original song?He can compose lyrics?

The audience also began to discuss a lot, one is the original song, and the other is the word Gufeng, everyone is not familiar with it!Haven't even heard it, is that a genre of song too?

At this time, Wang Haifeng also sat down on the stage. When he heard what Ye Mo said, he showed an expression of interest on his face, and thought: "This kid's original medical skills have been hard to see in a hundred years. Could it be that he also has extraordinary attainments in music?"

"However, before I start singing, I want to say one thing. In the audience before, Murong Hai, the senior Murong, suddenly proposed that he wants to compare with me. Let's talk about it!"

Many people in the audience knew that the grand finale was a piano piece by Murong Hai, the piano prince of Jinning University. There was even a rumor that he wanted to take advantage of this to confess his love to Feng Timo. Now it seems that what he said was true.

"Since everyone has no opinions, then I will start!"

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Mo placed the guitar in a good position, and then lightly began to play on the strings.

The beautiful ancient style of music was transmitted from Ye Mo's fingers to everyone's ears through the sound system. Many people in the audience were shocked. Is this the so-called ancient style?
This is too nice to hear!It's so beautiful!
The more Wang Haifeng listened, the more excited he became. It seems that it is still too rare for him to be a visiting professor of the medical school. The music academy can also let this kid try it!

The prelude was almost over, Ye Mo opened his mouth and slowly sang the lyrics.

"Spring is gone, Huafa is lonely and thinking."

"Cut a thread of sorrow to cover one's eyes and make one blind."

"Today people have broken their hearts, today each side."

Chang Bowen sat under the stage, listening to this song for the second time, he was not as shocked as before, but the admiration in his eyes never diminished.

And what about Hou Lei and Shi Feiyang?

Both of them opened their mouths wide. They stared at Ye Mo on the stage dumbfounded, stretched out their hands and pulled Chang Bowen gently, and asked, "Bowen, is it really Ye Mo on stage? Are you sure it's not his twin?" Brother?"

"Nonsense!" Chang Bowen was enjoying the music and was very upset when someone disturbed him, but he still replied.

The audience was quiet, and no one spoke, for fear of ruining the current feeling.The tune that has never been heard before, combined with the beautiful and classical words, can simply be called the sound of nature!

"Is there such a genius in our college? Secretary Wang, is he a freshman in the music department this year?"

A white-haired grandmother looked at Ye Mo on the stage in surprise, and turned to ask Wang Haifeng.

Wang Haifeng shook his head with a wry smile and said, "No, he majored in classical literature!"

"impossible!"

The old lady opened her eyes wide in shock, and said, "How can such a good musical genius become a student of classical literature? No, you must throw him to our music school!"

"There may really be no way to do this. He also works as a visiting professor at the medical school! So when he chose a major, he specially chose a major with fewer courses."

Wang Haifeng glanced at the old woman with a wry smile, and could only tell the truth.

This time, the old grandma couldn't speak anymore. She was so shocked that not only could she sing, but she was also the youngest guest professor in history?
What does this kid have that you don't know?

Wang Haifeng looked helplessly at Ye Mo on the stage, feeling filled with emotion in his heart.

A song ended soon, Ye Mo was about to bow to the curtain call, but was suddenly stopped by the audience, the applause was thunderous, not to mention, everyone was still shouting.

"Not enough! Sing it again! Sing it again!"

Ye Mo is a little helpless, now that he has finished singing, he wants to sing again?
Looking down, he saw Wang Haifeng. He smiled at himself and signaled that he could do it again.

Seeing this, Ye Mo had no choice but to say into the microphone: "Alright then! I'll sing it again!"

As soon as the words fell, the gymnasium, which had been applauded, fell silent in an instant, and then, a familiar prelude sounded.

A song didn't last long, and it was sung again soon, but everyone still didn't want to let him go, and kept shouting for another song!
"I've sung this song twice! Do you still want to listen?" Ye Mo was helpless.

"Then change a song! Change a song!"

In fact, it was not only Ye Mo's originality that attracted everyone, but the most important thing was Ye Mo's magnetic voice, with an indescribable rendering power, which deeply impressed everyone.

In the end, there was really no other way, and Ye Mo was worried about something unexpected, so he had to sing two other songs one after another, but this time it was no longer an original song, because the original song was only this one.

"Okay, okay! This is really enough, I have sung four songs! Everyone, don't forget that there will be a finale show later, the performance of the piano prince Murong Senior!"

"What piano prince! We don't know each other! I just want to hear you sing!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience agreed. Standing behind the scenes, Murong Hai's complexion turned green and then red, and he clenched his fists tightly. Seeing Ye Mo slowly walking towards him, he wished he could pounce on him and take a bite. kill him.

Not to mention how well he sings, this original song is already enough to defeat him, not to mention, he sings so well.

But at this time, the person I arranged had already moved the piano at home, and the arrow had to be fired!
There was no other way, so he had no choice but to walk up to the stage with a cheeky face and forcefully put on a sunny and confident smile.