At the beginning of the art test, I lead the national style and recommend it directly

"Netizens like to watch exciting things, you go find someone who looks like Hua Sha, and feed them melons to their fullest!"

"Self-directed and self-acted! Candid shots! Rumors! Please paparazzi!"

"You know what I mean!"

hang up the phone.

Li Muning was still furious.

The cold wind brushed his cheeks.

Suddenly recalling his father's words, he forced himself to calm down.

Li Dongsheng once criticized: "You are easy to get ahead, you lack stability, and you lack patience!"

"I hope you can remember the lesson from this time."

"If you can't make a fatal blow, then continue to grow!"

"Sun Jing is a ruthless opponent. Facing the gossip and rumors on the Internet, he didn't immediately go to the top to make unnecessary excuses and confront the navy."

……

Thinking of teaching, Li Muning also learned to think.

If Sun Jing knew about the rumors.

What will he do?

How will it be arranged?

How can I kill the opponent with one blow?

Li Muning thought slowly.

But involuntarily, he thought about it in other directions.

Subsequently.

An astonishing idea.

suddenly appeared.

It made him tremble all over!

Chapter 179 Like a blue and white porcelain handed down from generation to generation, you are beautiful by yourself, you have a smile in your eyes!Excited Dean

"if……"

"I can't win over each other mentally..."

"perhaps……"

"I can physically destroy him..."

Li Muning thought of this possibility.

Immediately a layer of goosebumps appeared!

Such a dangerous thought.

It made him, who had just turned twenty, very repulsive.

If you want to control yourself, don't think in that direction!

But no matter what!

Can't ignore this thought!

The devil quietly breeds in his heart!

"Huasha took more than 100 billion from me! The management is falling apart!"

"This is blood feud..."

"There is a saying in Han Province, blocking someone's way of making money is like killing one's parents."

"Flowers have a reason to die!"

"But……"

"Take this idea as an alternative for now..."

"If I break the rules in business warfare, someone else will break the rules."

"I will also be the target of Huasha."

"If you really want to..."

"Then you have to make it more beautiful, the kind that no one knows..."

"I can't think about it now..."

……

on the stage.

The melodious interlude ended.

The lights condense.

A sky-blue halo flickered.

Brilliant.

A plump carp swims across the big screen.

Sun Jing's gentle voice.

A little more sadness:

"The koi carp with white and blue color jumps out from the bottom of the bowl."

"Copying the Song style, when I signed it, I was thinking of you."

……

"The plantains outside the curtain make it rain, and the door knocker makes it green."

"And I passed by that Jiangnan, the town provoked you."

"In the splash-ink landscape painting."

"You were hidden from the depths of ink..."

The beautiful verse ends.

Another subtle and elegant refrain.

Everyone was slightly drunk.

They all got drunk.

The excited heart woke up again!

Want to vent loudly again!

But the men on the stage were still singing, and everyone could only keep their mouths shut.

Don't dare to disturb.

Emotions piled up again!

"...Like the blue and white porcelain handed down from generation to generation, you are beautiful by yourself, and you have a smile in your eyes."

The end of the song.

It's a melancholy ending.

Sun Jing's voice trembled slightly, which seemed to be the blue and white porcelain's nostalgia for the previous life.

It also seems to be wrapped in his own personal emotions.

Difficult to tell.

The guzheng is plucked, and the melancholy becomes more intense.

Wooden fish tapped.

The song is over.

Countless people are in the song.

Also with a touch of sadness, unable to escape.

The heavy feeling deposited in the heart is the reincarnation of the years, the culture of Han Province fired in the kiln!

That is the profound culture, the confidence conveyed!

When the first applause erupted from the crowd.

It's like a chain reaction!

All over the place!

Unprecedented enthusiasm broke out again!

Just to dedicate it to the flower that brought them an audio-visual feast!

Everyone is shouting his name!

A song "Yellow Race" awakens national pride!

A song "Qing Hua Porcelain" promotes cultural confidence!

Everyone is boiling!

The barrage is even denser!

Can't see the screen at all!

"This is the most national style song I have heard so far!"

"Ceiling level!"

"The pinnacle of national style!"

"Guofeng, I still have to listen to Huasha!"

"Only he can break his own record!"

"Although no more innovative elements have been added to the singing style, this is the representative of the most national style in my mind!"

"When it comes to national style songs in the future, I have to say "Qing Hua Porcelain"!"

"In the foreseeable future, no one will be able to shake the status of this song!"

"Hua kills the eternal god!"

"..."

rest area.

Yu Mohan and Lin Yeyu sat in chairs.

Eyes full of horror and ecstasy.

Howling in my heart!

"What did we hear just now?"

"It's true that from the audition to the present, the cards played are all bomb-level?!"

"In the night of champions, Wang Zha was thrown!"

"Is there really no single card?!"

Three people fighting the landlord.

Just the two farmers, "can't afford it" from beginning to end!

The two of them were like "I lost all my underwear with the cards, just watch you show off!"

When the staff came backstage and urged the two to go on stage to announce their rankings.

The two came back to their senses.