My Another World Sword Saint Wife

"I'll be back in a moment, just wait."

Turning around and leaving the dessert area, Xu Fei walked into the tobacco and alcohol store and spent another [-] yuan to buy cigarettes in exchange for a receipt.

Then he signed up in the home appliance division. He didn't want to go directly to the cosmetics division to win the singing competition, and then grab a lipstick for Leiyin.

Because it seems too deliberate, it will make the little girl embarrassed and add unnecessary thanks.

Therefore, the best strategy is to win the laundry competition in the home appliance area first, and then take a good time and walk to the cosmetics competition area to participate in the competition. Isn't it perfect.

However, as expected, when human beings are arrogant, they often usher in the scene of slaps in the face.

The rules of the laundry competition are very simple. The competition area is full of various laundry detergents, laundry liquids, and laundry tools.

Contestants can combine props at will, as long as they wash their clothes as quickly as possible.

Because the prizes are more expensive, every group of 50 people.

At the end of the competition, Xu Fei successfully won the honor of No.2 from the bottom. By the way, the bottom one is a junior high school boy.

He never imagined that, as a cheater who had already untied the shackles of the human body, his hand speed could not compare to a group of experienced housewives.

What kind of powder-liquid mixed washing formula, pounding, rubbing and washing the thirteen-style Sanshou, high-pressure water gun decontamination method...

Simply unheard of!

No.1 actually washed a pillowcase in only 25 seconds.

Xu Fei clenched his fists angrily. Is this the world where the strong in the housewife circle are like clouds? It's terrible.

Chapter 82 True Song Destroyer

After failing the competition in the home appliance area, I hurried to the cosmetics area, just in time for the last round of registration.

"Ah~ah~ Doremi~~En um hum hum hum hum ~~~"

Xu Fei stood in the contestant area, cleared his throat, and began to practice humming.

The few players around were frightened, and quickly avoided the distance, for fear of affecting their sense of music before playing.

Humming exercises can ensure the accuracy of exertion during formal singing, and can also play a role in warming up the exercise without hurting the throat.

Xu Fei is very professional, and every time he sings, he will do a voice-opening warm-up.

He is a musically gifted person, and the reason why he didn't become an artist is because he is not interested.

The best proof is that every time he sings in public places such as KTV and annual meetings, the audience at the scene is very frenetic, shaking their heads one by one to the rhythm of his songs.

Some people with bad intentions will pretend to say that he is seriously out of tune the next day and persuade him to give up singing.

He didn't want to enter the industry in the first place, and there is nothing to give up.

This is obviously the envy and jealousy of Lulu, trying to stifle his talent in the cradle.

The heights are extremely cold, and Xu Fei can understand the feelings of these people.

If it is a fairly acquainted person, he will perfunctory each other with two sentences, and if the relationship is average, he will sing the same song with the other party on the spot, so that they can retreat.

No way, he is such an understanding.

Alas, God has never been fair, why should he give him such a good sense of music and voice, it's tasteless.

Looking at the other players with a look of embarrassment, Xu Fei shook his head helplessly.

I'm sorry everyone, for the prize, you can only serve as a foil today.

When she thought of giving the lipstick to Rein, she looked surprised and surprised.

The corners of Xu Fei's mouth curled up involuntarily, and he started the practice of making bubble sounds again.

"Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh~"

The cadenced sour voice radiated around like a mudslide, and the players in the waiting area covered their ears one after another, their facial features twisted into twists.

"My God! What are you doing, buddy!"

The young man in the brand-name trendy clothes couldn't take it anymore. He rubbed his ears and stepped forward angrily to interrupt Xu Fei's vocal practice.

"Huh? Practice your voice, don't you know about bubbles?"

Xu Fei frowned and asked back, thinking that the young people today are too unprofessional and dare to appear on stage without knowing the basics.

The young man's brows were furrowed. He had been singing for five years, and of course he knew what a bubble sound was.

But yours is also called bubble sound?

To put it in a bad way, no matter how I listen to it, it feels like a mixture of constipation and groaning that just happens to be vomited by stomach acid!

So you have the nerve to ask me?

The young man was amused, and mocked: "Okay, buddy, I am ignorant. What do you mean by bubble sound?"

Xu Fei sighed, to be honest, he didn't like teaching such newcomers very much.

Too ambitious, blindly confident and ignoring basic knowledge and daily practice, this kind of person will hit a wall sooner or later.

"Brother, the road to music is not easy to take. The foundation and hard work are very important. Not everyone has talent. Even if you have talent, you can't become a professional if you don't work hard the day after tomorrow." Xu Fei persuaded.

"What do you call bubble sound!" The young man scratched his hair irritably. Can't you hear that I'm hurting you?

"Let the breath move around the throat to make the throat more active."

With a serious teaching attitude, Xu Fei first explained the function of the bubble sound, and then continued:

"Come on, follow me, sigh down, find a way to pronounce the 'uh' syllable, uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh~"

Resisting the physical incontinence caused by the noise, the young man sneered and finally seized the opportunity to slap his face.

He said disdainfully: "Listen, this is the bubble sound, uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh?

With wide eyes, the young man stroked his neck in surprise.

After a moment of silence, he tried again, the same noise that made him irritable just now came out of his throat.

The young man was mad, and ran to the side and patted his head hard, trying to forget someone's teaching demonstration that he remembered deeply.

Xu Fei looked at him and nodded kindly. He learned very quickly, and Ruzi can be taught.

When several nearby contestants saw this, they hurriedly walked a few steps away from these two goods.

The final round has officially started.

The host shouted cheerfully: "Congratulations to all the contestants, the organizer has decided to upgrade the champion prize to the TF Valentine's Day limited edition in the final round of competition, everyone cheers!"

Hearing this, the audience immediately aroused a heated discussion.

"Is it the one with the 520 rosette?"

"That's right, that's it, they were crazy in August!"

"Come on, Dad~ Mom let me tell you~ I can't win lipstick tonight and kneel down on the keyboard~~"

Xu Fei folded his arms around his chest and raised his head high.

The prize came just in time, and it was tailor-made for him.

Driven by the warm atmosphere and high prizes, the amateur players showed their singing skills and exerted their best efforts.

One hit song after another was sung hard, and some even thought the organizer borrowed a guitar to play and sing.

"Contestant NO.14 please come on stage~"

Finally, it was Xu Fei's turn. He adjusted the height of the microphone, then covered his hands and buttoned the position of the bee's eyes, as if he was auditioning.

The audience saw such a handsome young man, and he seemed to be very professional, and they were even more interested and looked forward to him.

After the preparations were finally completed, Xu Fei smiled confidently at the crowd, and announced the song title aloud: "I can't sing."

"I Can't Sing" is a very nice song, but because the song is full of a lot of mixed parts, it is extremely difficult and requires high singing skills, so few people in KTV challenge it.

The audience opened their mouths in amazement. Those who dare to choose this song must have two brushes.

Uncle Zhang, who happened to pass by, was also attracted by the lively crowd, and looked towards this side kindly with his crutches.

He goes out for a walk at this time of day every day, and occasionally comes to the mall to hang out.

Suddenly, Uncle Zhang saw a familiar young man standing on the stage.

He immediately restrained his smile, quickly put away his walking stick, and walked towards the house at a fast pace.

Taking a deep breath, Xu Fei closed his eyes and began to sing passionately:

"Ah~ babble o(╯□╰)o #￥%&^35^#￥#￥#≥▽≤/￥%%~*.*~￥&[-]."

His frowns and smiles are all crazy, his small mouth is in the underworld, and his singing is like arsenic mixed with white sugar, which makes people infarct and penetrate the intestines and linger like glue and paint.

The expressions of everyone also changed from full of anticipation to horror, and they felt extremely uncomfortable from physical to heart and even physical!

"Wow, Mom, I'm going home."

"I'm sorry, my ears are ringing, what did you just say?"

"Is this Nima still human?"

"Niubi, you can actually sing the sound of fingernails scratching the blackboard! Big brother, I'll see you take a detour in the future!"

The audience grinned and had a splitting headache. It didn't take long for them to run clean, faster than a monkey, and even the contestants left.

Only a group of staff were left, covering their ears and enduring the physical and mental destruction of headaches, nausea, and goosebumps.

"Stop, stop! NO.14 contestant, please stop first! Please!" The host finally couldn't take it anymore and screamed.

"?"

Xu Fei opened his eyes suspiciously and looked at him, then glanced at Huaxia Music's AI scorer.

The above impressively shows '? ? ? '

"Three question marks, what do you mean?" Xu Fei said in surprise.

After thinking about it, he understood, so he turned to the host and asked, "Is the scorer wrong? Do you need me to sing it again?"

Chapter 83 Mutual Gifts

Carrying a small leather case, Xu Fei walked towards the dessert rest area with a bit of displeasure.