Otto: I am the Heisei Big Brother

Just as he was daydreaming about it, a light and passionate voice rang out.

"Like the sun shining through the darkness..."

"Dawn quietly passes across the horizon... Someone's figure... passes through the cycle of reincarnation~"

He Hui hurriedly looked back. He didn't expect that the bodyguards were so powerful.

It took only three minutes to get the sound equipment ready.

Not only that, Maya was holding a guitar in her hand. At the moment, she was standing on a pile of ruins, playing and singing alone.

Her singing voice was clear, pleasant, melodious, and stirring, echoing throughout the ruins.

Everyone who heard the singing stopped what they were doing unconsciously and looked towards the platform.

Normally speaking, there should be no singing in a ruined area. After all, the injured cannot be delayed any longer.

But who made it so that in this battle, there were no wounded, only dead...

And there is no trace of the body left.

Since I can't tell who is who, then I might as well not tell them apart.

And the dead don't need time!

Some people who were grieving the death of their relatives and friends also stopped crying and looked blankly in the direction of Maya.

There was a song coming from there, like a mother's hand, gently soothing their wounded hearts.

For a moment, the entire ruins were silent, with only Maya's passionate singing voice heard everywhere.

The agent standing by was so excited that his face flushed.

"Photographer..."

"Take a picture of it for me!"

In fact, he didn't need to say anything, Maya was already surrounded by photographers, these were people from other TV stations who had heard the news and rushed over.

I originally thought I was going to shoot news about the ruins, but I didn’t expect that I could actually shoot some entertainment one day.

But for this entertainment, they already had a title in mind.

"Shocked, a beautiful singer is singing in the ruins!"

"It is moral that the mysterious singer sang on the ruins of corpses..."

"Extra, Extra, the Mayan Goddess of Song is actually singing her new song on the ruins..."

He Hui became even more excited.

“Yes, that’s the taste!”

As he spoke, he quickly took out his mobile phone and started filming the scene.

On a dilapidated ruin.

The sky is dark and there are not many stars.

Various lights shine on the ruins everywhere.

This was originally a sad and bleak scene.

But on one of the ruins, there stood a beautiful goddess, with a microphone in front of her, a guitar in her hands, and she was singing live.

She is beautiful and her singing voice is even more beautiful.

This scene has a huge impact on people.

Soon, He Hui was surrounded by people.

With Dagu leading the way, the people from the Victory Team quickly squeezed next to Hehui.

The agent quickly asked the bodyguards to set up a cordon so as not to let these people disrupt Maya's singing.

This is such a big incident that will have an impact on Maya's reputation no matter what.

Whether the impact can be eliminated this time depends entirely on this wave!

It would have been even more perfect if Maya had said some polite words before singing, such as facing the ruins and adding Tiga's words, she was moved and created this song on the spot.

'No, the copyright must be purchased!'

A gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

He originally thought that the song was good, but he didn't expect that when Maya really sang it, he realized how wrong he was.

This song is quite explosive.

It is almost a deified existence.

He glanced in the direction of Hehui and ran over happily.

He wrote this song on the spot. Whether he admits it or not, this man's talent is beyond his imagination.

But this person was still enjoying the song Maya was singing, so he didn't want to disturb him for the time being.

"A new storm has emerged... How can we stand still..."

Maya's singing voice is beautiful and the lyrics are passionate. As soon as everyone heard it, they felt their blood boiling.

Many people just raised their hands and started waving.

At this moment, it seemed as if this was no longer a ruin, but an open-air concert.

That’s right, Xincheng was a little confused, why did that line of lyrics sound so familiar! ?

Some people who lost their relatives and friends have also come out of their grief.

Just as the song was about to end, the agent quietly pulled Hehui's clothes to draw his attention back.

"Mr. Hehui, can you sell the copyright of this song to us?"

He still thinks it's better to talk about it now, the sooner it's done the easier it will be.

This is to prevent someone from knowing that the copyright of this song does not belong to Maya and competing with him.

Wouldn't he be at a huge loss then?

He Hui was listening with great interest. He felt a little unhappy when he heard this, but he also understood it.

Moreover, when he saw the agent's fawning look, he felt very proud to copy the book.

It makes him feel very accomplished.

"Okay, we'll talk later!"

broker:(???)?

"Mr. Hehui, I miss you!"

He really loves him for agreeing to sell the copyright so readily.

In Hehui's heart, Erga suddenly became interested and said, "My dear, I want to write a song too!"

"Write it!" He Hui nodded indifferently. If it wanted to write, it could write. He was not holding it.

Then his hands moved on their own.

He reached into his agent's pocket, his movements so smooth that it was as if he was touching his own pocket.

broker:???????

What is this for?

Does he want to pay?

but……

He looked at Hehui's face, then at his hands.

Sir, how do you know where my pocket is without looking at me?

Soon, He Hui's hand reached into his pocket, bringing out a palm-sized notebook and a ballpoint pen.

Then the agent saw the most horrifying scene in his life.

Yuan Hehui didn't even look at his hands, his eyes were still on Maya lying on the ruins.

But his hands wrote out paragraphs of text very smoothly.

The sense of separation was particularly obvious, as if there was another person living in the body of the person in front of me.

At this moment, the man was controlling Yuan Hehui's hands and writing something on his notebook.

っ(o?o)っ

This, this, this...

Oh my god, is this a ghost?

Just as he was astonished, Hehui's hand had finished writing.

And handed it to the agent.

"Now that the main body is written, give it to Maya to sing!"

Erga spoke, and Hehui looked at the notebook in his hand curiously.

"Left Hand, Right Hand?"

He Hui was stunned and read it out in surprise.

This tone made the agent gasp.

hiss……

What do you mean?

You wrote it yourself, but you don’t even know what you wrote?

At this moment, he felt a sense of fear that he hadn't felt for a long time.

Is this person in front of me really a human?

Is there really another person living inside him?

People like Dagu around him have long been accustomed to it.

They had seen that He Hui was trying to do three things at once, and they didn't know what was going on in his brain.

So they all understood the agent's astonishment.

After all, when he and others saw Yuan Hehui like this, they felt the same as he did, as if they had seen a ghost.

He Hui looked at the book in surprise, then handed it to his stunned agent and said, "I can sell you this song, but I want to hear it live!"

The agent took the notebook stupidly, his heart still beating wildly.

But as it was jumping, it suddenly stopped.

Because the agent read the lyrics in his hand.

This is another high-quality lyric, and it is extremely suitable for the current environment.

This song in particular has a bit of childish innocence, and it brings strength to people just by watching it.

It would be great if I could sing it.

It can be said that the previous "Miracle Reappears" brought hope to people.

So this song "Left Hand, Right Hand" is to encourage people in disaster not to give up.

It is very suitable for this time... no... it is more suitable for the current environment than "Miracle Again".

If the previous songs were subject to criticism, this one has none of that.

It seems to be born for disaster ruins.

For a moment, he seemed to see the surging traffic, rushing towards him like a tsunami.

"This……"

His heart started beating again and his breathing became much faster.

"This song……"

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

He Hui smiled and said, "Go ahead, sing this song and we can discuss the copyright issue!"

This time, the agent simply stopped breathing and stared at He Hui blankly.

What does it mean! ?

He wants to sell this song too?!

Thinking of this, his whole body felt numb.

An electric current spread from his heels to his head, making his head feel buzzing.

At this moment, he was no longer standing on a reef, facing the tsunami. Instead, he was standing on a small boat, sailing on it!

This overwhelming tsunami traffic is already in his pocket!