National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

Instead of returning to the hot desert weather, the gentle sun appeared in the sky, bringing just the right temperature.

When I lowered my head, I saw that the sand under my feet had turned into moist soil, with green buds poking out a small tip.

The world's environment is changing.

"Could it be that this desert was created by that guy just now?"

Derek thought.

"It's very possible, just like the world we experienced before was also caused by him."

Xiao Songqing said with certainty.

They did not stay in the previous worlds to see the changes in the world after they left, but Xiao Songqing said this, and there must be some discoveries.

Others who didn't find anything didn't ask any questions. It was a good thing to know that the world would change.

After all, such a cold world will make people feel unhappy, even if they are not afraid of the cold.

……

During the break after the trial, everyone didn’t know what to do.

Play? It's not much fun, it's not as interesting as fighting.

If you don’t have fun, there’s only food and drink.

Derek also had a reason: "We have been fighting in several worlds in a row. All the food we have eaten has been digested, and now we are hungry."

Of course Jiang Yuan knew that greed was greater than hunger.

He sat on the chair and took out the ingredients and various kitchen utensils: "You happen to know how to cook, so go ahead and cook it yourself!"

Everyone was a little regretful that they couldn't eat Jiang Yuan and Lei Chui's delicacies.

But it’s not impossible to do it yourself.

During their time apart, they had practiced their cooking skills.

Now that I taste their craftsmanship, it is even better than before.

After eating and drinking, each person held a piece of fruit after the meal, and everyone kept chatting.

Finally someone mentioned Jiang Yuan's current look - he is still wearing the same look as Yun Jin.

"Jiang Yuan, your clothes match you very well." Burns, who is well-informed, said, "It seems that no one in your world has been to the trial world before, and I have never seen your style of clothes."

Hearing someone mention his clothes, Jiang Yuan remembered that he hadn't paid attention to what his current style looked like.

He took out a mirror and looked at it.

The clothes are basically the same style as Yun Jin's clothes in memory, and some small details have been carefully adjusted to better suit his hair color.

His hairstyle has also changed to some extent, which makes him a little uncomfortable, but fortunately it's not ugly.

"This outfit is the same style as that of a good friend of mine."

Jiang Yuan thought.

"She is a famous actress and has many theater fans."

The audience of Shuilanxing's live broadcast room still understands the culture of opera to a certain extent.

The trialists sitting with Jiang Yuan and listening to his story didn't know what he meant.

Seeing the confused expressions of the elves, orcs, and Burns who was suspected of being an orc, Jiang Yuan thought for a while.

"How about I sing two verses for you?"

"Okay!" Just because they didn't know what Jiang Yuan was going to sing didn't mean they weren't looking forward to Jiang Yuan's performance.

"Jiang Yuan, do you really want to sing?" Paimeng couldn't help but recall Jiang Yuan's singing voice for Liar Hua.

Although Jiang Yuan didn't sing well at that time...

"of course."

Jiang Yuan has made up his mind.

"Just sing the one we are most familiar with, Goddess Pi Guan!"

He stood up, pulled Paimon up, and stuffed something into her hand: "Come and help me with the music and dancing."

Are you serious?

Paimon felt the phone in his hand and looked at Jiang Yuan with doubtful eyes.

Jiang Yuan returned his affirmative gaze.

Paimon and Jiang Yuan have a tacit understanding that no one else can match. Others may not be able to see it, but Paimon faintly saw some... hints from Jiang Yuan's affirmative eyes?

What does it imply?

Paimon glanced blankly at his phone.

The phone was turned on, and Jiang Yuan even helped her find the video to play next.

The cover of the video is a scene of Yun Jin singing.

What kind of accompaniment is this? Paimon has seen this video.

This is obviously a video of Yun Jin herself singing an opera, and as soon as it is opened, it is Yun Jin's voice.

She raised her head again and looked at Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan nodded to her, his eyes full of trust and expectation.

"...Okay, since you asked me for help, then I will help you."

In the expectant eyes of everyone, Jiang Yuan turned his back to everyone and stood in front of them.

Paimon, who was accompanying him behind him, was obscured by him.

"Paimon, music."

Jiang Yuan snapped his fingers.

"Okay." Paimon clicked on play.

Music sounded.

Jiang Yuan started to move in a decent manner.

"But—sigh—"

When the first sentence sounded, the live broadcast room was full of question marks.

"???"

"This this this..."

"Is this what Brother Jiang sang?"

"Brother Jiang! Why can your throat make such a sound!"

"Brother Jiang said he wanted to sing, and the song that echoed in my mind was about Immortal Mandrill."

"Golden pupils with a hint of crimson eyeshadow?"

"Yes, yes, this is it."

"Is that sung by Brother Jiang? I heard someone cover it a while ago."

"Brother Jiang, can't he sing seriously?"

"No, do you really think it was Brother Jiang who sang it? The tone is wrong!"

"Is the phone in Paimon's hand playing some video?"

The live broadcast room did not clearly focus on the mobile phone in Paimon's hand. Some attentive viewers held up magnifying glasses and saw some blurry things.

They were deceived by Jiang Yuan's serious attitude at first, but when someone pointed out something was wrong, the attentive audience gradually guessed some of the truth.

“Part of the lip syntax doesn’t match!”

"I saw it, Yun Jin herself is singing on the phone!"

"Brother Jiang is lip-synching?"

"Brother Jiang lip-syncs!"

"Brother Jiang, let me tell you, if you really enter the entertainment industry, you will be scolded for lip-synching!"

"It's okay, because of Brother Jiang's appearance, I can forgive him for lip-synching!"

"Me too, even if my acting skills are not good, I can support it!"

"It doesn't matter if your acting skills are not good, I only care about your face! It would be even better if you can get Brother Jiang's friends to participate in the show!"

"Teyvat boy band?"

“Why are there no girl groups?”

"In this way, there are too many teams that Brother Jiang and his friends can form."

"Men's teams, women's teams, according to gender, body shape, and country...the gods can form a team."

"God retires and gets another job?"

"Things related to Teyvat are extremely expensive now. If they really make a debut, I'm afraid I won't be able to afford their peripherals."

"The people upstairs are overthinking it, and you can't even get it!"

"..."

The audience has mastered the ability of dividing their minds into two tasks. While listening to Jiang Yuan's "opera", the audience has never heard of the barrage at the same time.

In the live broadcast they were watching, several people closer to Jiang Yuan also noticed something was wrong.

Seeing Jiang Yuan concentrating on singing, they hesitated and did not speak.

Goddess Piguan tells a true story that happened to another friend of Jiang Yuan.

Finally, the story ends with the "goddess" making friends.