Genshin Impact: I, who only wanted to play badly, have become famous

Ye Luo thought for a while: "The lyrics must be well written, the music must be well composed, and the singer must have some basic skills... Hey! I suddenly have a bad idea!"

Walnut spread his hands and said, "It's so rotten. Take it out and let us all smell it."

Then, Ye Luo waved his hand and shouted, "Bring paper and pen!"

The others were stunned for a moment, and then Hu Tao hurriedly moved, dug out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and placed them all in front of Ye Luo.

Ye Luo picked up the brush, hesitated for a while, and finally decided to start.

After nearly half an hour, Ye Luo was already sweating profusely, his right hand was shaking, and he put the pen on the table.

"Finish!"

Xingqiu couldn't help but praise, "Young Master Ye Luo, your calligraphy is really beautiful!"

Hu Tao's face was filled with black lines: "Ye Luo, this handwriting is comparable to Xing Qiu's. Can you still recognize what you wrote?"

Ye Luo lamented: "There's nothing I can do. I don't know how to use a brush. It seems that there should be a chance to mass-produce ballpoint pens and water-based pens in Liyue, or even pencils."

Everyone was puzzled: "What are those things?"

Ye Luo explained: "It is a very advanced production tool that can greatly speed up writing speed and can also... I'm getting off topic!"

Walnut nodded: "Oh, yes, yes, then tell me what you wrote."

"He is from my hometown and is an excellent creator. There are many excellent creators like him in my hometown, and there are many such songs, too numerous to mention."

Zhongli took the paper written by Ye Luo and looked at it carefully: "But I still can't understand what you wrote, how about..."

Yan Fei suggested: "Why don't we let Young Master Ye Luo sing a song for us? It just so happens that we have never heard Young Master Ye Luo sing before. I wonder what kind of surprise Young Master Ye Luo will bring us."

"This... I'm tone-deaf. I can't reproduce it even if I sing it. Let's just forget it."

All of a sudden, Ye Luo, who was usually very socially active, suddenly became socially anxious.

Yan Fei rolled her big, mischievous eyes and said to the others, "Don't you want to listen? Anyway, I'm quite curious."

As soon as these words were spoken, Hu Tao, Xing Qiu, Chong Yun, and Xiang Ling maintained the same posture, resting their chins on their hands, tilting their heads, looking at Ye Luo, as if they were thinking.

Shen He spoke first: "Young Master Ye Luo seems to be a gentle and elegant person, so singing shouldn't be a problem for him, except that his hairstyle is a little weird..."

Ye Luo touched his head. It was not a hairstyle at all. It was the messy hair that was messed up by him when Ye Luo complained here at the beginning.

Even Zhongli expressed his curiosity: "Through this layer of foggy font, I am indeed quite curious about the general meaning of the lyrics. I also eagerly want to know what kind of story it tells."

After hearing Zhongli's comments, the other people all chuckled.

Ye Luo smiled bitterly in embarrassment: "The font is so confusing... Actually, you just want to say that my calligraphy is too bad to understand. It's amazing that you can come up with such a tricky comment. Thank you."

Zhongli actually nodded modestly: "You're welcome!"

Seeing that they were all very curious, Ye Luo cleared his throat and said, "Since you are all so curious, I will dare to speak up. But first, if the singing is not good, please give me some fair opinions, don't just laugh!"

Everyone else raised their hands and made OK gestures. Ye Luo took a deep breath, skipped all the preludes, and started singing directly.

"Is it true that... every emotion cannot be indulged in..."

"Be as calm as a gentleman..."

"It's just... those longings that have nothing to do with romance..."

"How many people would know..."

"It's the beginning of winter in the courtyard... the peach tree I planted with you in the past..."

"The fallen leaves...have long since turned into dust..."

"When the new snow came...I buried a few more pots of old wine..."

"I hope we can have a drink together after you come back..."

Ye Luo held up a writing brush, pretending to be holding a microphone, as if he had traveled back in time to the KTV he was in before. He closed his eyes and acted affectionately. At that moment, he felt as if he was possessed by the god of singing.

The other friends also showed shocked expressions. No one dared to speak out for fear of ruining the mood, but everyone had almost the same thought in their minds.

"Ye Luo said that his singing was out of tune, but it's not true at all. It's not an exaggeration to say that his singing was lingering..."

"I passed by the falling geese and bamboos, and watched the moon rise and the sun set..."

"You said that one day you would become famous and realize your ambitions..."

"I bent down to wrap the new tassels around your sword..."

"I didn't hear your wish clearly..."

"It still has tassels... Should I be satisfied..."

"I've also made winter clothes for you and sent you a letter with a few words of advice..."

"I should be thankful that we are still not strangers even though we are so far apart..."

"Time...is always cruel..."

With a long sigh, Ye Luo put the brush back on the table, opened his eyes and looked at everyone.

Everyone was still immersed in that emotion and Ye Luo's singing, and did not come back to their senses for a long time.

Shen He was the first to applaud: "It sounds great, you are great..."

When Ye Luo heard Shen He's praise, she felt a little shy for some reason. Her face turned red unconsciously, and she smiled awkwardly, stroking her neck.

"Actually... it's just like that. I know my level is average, I just hope you guys don't laugh at me..."

Hu Tao stood up and said with a smile: "Ye Luo, I didn't expect you to be so talented. If I had known that you could sing so well, I should have let you show off your talent earlier."

Chongyun also agreed: "It sounds good, I love it, sing more!"

Xingqiu patted Ye Luo on the shoulder and said, "I think I know what your bad idea is. Since you sing so beautifully, and the songs you sing are so noble and elegant, and they attract empathy, why don't you just replace Mr. Yun and perform for the Yun Han Society?"

Zhongli nodded: "You know what, I'm really looking forward to it."

Ye Luo was embarrassed: "Please don't expect it without permission..."

Hu Tao said: "However, this is indeed a solution, Ye Luo, so is the so-called bad idea you came up with this one?"

Ye Luo silently admitted: "Indeed, but this is the only solution. I still prefer to let the apprentices of "Yun Han Society" play the leading role. After all, if I stand on the stage so abruptly, the audience who bought tickets will be shocked to death!"

Zhongli asked: "Do you know of many songs like this? If there are enough of them and sufficient reserves, I think it might not be a bad solution."

"Everyone is here to watch the show, not just to see Miss Yunjin. If the show can create a sensation, I think the audience will buy in."