Wang Huan did not explain, because this matter cannot be explained.He stood up and resolutely walked towards the second floor, full of the heroic atmosphere of "the wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone".

The second floor.

Wang Huan took a deep breath and slammed the drum set.

A strong rhythm not weaker than "The Most Dazzling National Style" came out.

Mom's eyes brightened again.

this rhythm?

this music?

This momentum?

Excited, she pressed the button to record the video.

The next moment, Wang Huan's singing came out.

"I plant a seed

finally bear fruit

today is a great day

Take off the stars for you

Drag the moon down for you

Let the sun rise for you every day

......"

"puff!"

On the first floor, Wang Huan's father sprayed out another mouthful of tea, dumbfounded.

At this moment, Dad can no longer describe his mood in words.

Whoops, my god.

this song...

Terrible...

Wang Huan's singing continued to float down from the second floor.

"You are my little little apple

I don't love you too much

The little red face warms my heart

Light up the fire of my life

fire fire fire fire

......"

"Puff puff!"

The dad on the first floor had turned into a watering can, and he was completely dumbfounded.

He felt that he had completely lost the ability to think, and just listened blankly to the song floating down from the second floor.

But at the moment, the mother on the second floor has a completely opposite expression, excited as if seeing a peerless treasure, her eyes are shining.

2020 1 Month 22 Day.

There are still two days until the New Year's Eve.

When the whole of China was still swept by "The Most Dazzling National Style".

At Wang Huan's house.

"Little Apple" came out.

Chapter 0704 "Little Apple" sweeping

the next day.

The day before New Year's Eve.

People across the country are still immersed in the fear of being dominated by "The Most Dazzling National Style".

Only three days after the song came out, it has already completely occupied the streets and alleys of Huaxia.There has never been a song with more momentum than this.

Yes, never!

Countless young people still complain on the Internet.

"It's hard for me to go home during the Chinese New Year, and I want to have a good rest. I didn't expect to hear "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style" from morning to night, and I'm about to collapse, okay?"

"You're not alone, I'm suffering right now."

"Wang Huan, come out! I can't beat you to death, my mother doesn't even cook now, she dances in the square every day, it's terrible!!!"

"It's nothing if you don't cook. My mother quit mahjong for 20 years just to go out and dance. Brother Huan's songs used to be poisonous, but they didn't reach this level, right? This song is simply..."

"..."

He Qing is such a victim.

Early in the morning, he could only run out to buy breakfast by himself.

why?

Because his mother ran out to dance the square dance without knowing when.

"Wang Huan is a murderer. No wonder others call him the Poison King. This title is tailor-made for him."

Just came downstairs, came downstairs.

Suddenly He Qing's whole body froze, his eyes revealed an unbelievable look, and he looked at the community park not far away.

There, his mother and a group of community aunts are happily dancing in the square.In the stereo, a piece of music that was extremely unfamiliar to him, but very similar to "The Most Dazzling National Style" came over.

"...you are my little apple

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