Rebirth of the National Male God

Snapped--

Si Hua was blinded by a sudden slap.

Bai Qinglan let out a scream and hurried over to see Si Hua's situation.

Si Zhihan stood up flushed with anger, pointed at the mother and son and gritted his teeth: Si Huang is still a minor, and anything humiliating will be related to her parents' education and Fenghua's reputation! How should I teach her a lesson at home? It's nothing, you mustn't show a joke to the outside world! And plastic surgery? If it's true, how much will the last fake face be worth? Bai Qinglan! Don't you understand this?

Si Hua still had a look of resentment and grievance, but Bai Qinglan suddenly woke up and looked annoyed.

Si Zhihan didn't continue to teach them a lesson. He took a phone call and said, Hello, Secretary Wang? Well, the news about Si Huang's plastic surgery and family discord should be resolved immediately, I don't want to see any more about this. Negative news. Others? Don't worry about it, just ignore the negative news, well, I will see the results tomorrow.

After hanging up the phone, Si Zhihan glanced at Si Hua, who was still a little dazed and resentful, Be smarter in the future, I will let Si Huang let you go about the role of Director Liu.

Hearing that the character would be returned to his hands, Si Hua was not happy, the word 'let' made him feel even more ashamed.

In the next time, Si Zhihan waited for Si Huang to go home, but until night fell, Si Huang was nowhere to be seen, and after making several calls in a row, no one answered. Si Zhihan, who was in a rage, suddenly returned to his senses— —So what Si Huang said on the phone before was true!

Night's signboard shines brightly in the dark night.

Si Huang didn't go to the front door, but to the back door. There are not many people in the dark alley, and Si Huang always filters out those sticky and ambiguous voices. I just walked to the back door of Night, but there was a man dressed in hip-hop standing there. When he looked up and saw Si Huang, he frowned and said impatiently, Why are you only coming here now, do you know how much your time is worth! Forget it! Now, take it, the time is up, I have already told the manager, whether you can seize the opportunity is up to you.

Seeing that the man threw the guitar in his hand, Si Huang caught it.

Let's go! What are you doing standing there!

Sihuang: ... I probably understand what Oolong is about.

She pressed the hat on her head, the brim of the hat covered most of her face, and the corners of her mouth drew a shallow arc, following the man's footsteps.

The man... It was Zhou Li who was stunned for a moment, thinking: This kid is really good looking, just by looking at his chin and mouth, he can tell he is a handsome guy. I couldn't help but look nostalgically on the shadow covered by the brim of the hat, and thought: If the whole face is so good-looking, as long as the singing is not particularly bad, it will be left behind.

There are two worlds inside and outside of Night. The quieter the outside is, the more lively the inside is. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a ghost crying and a wolf howling.

The dynamic music suddenly disappeared, and the people below immediately howled: What's going on? It's stuck? Hahahaha!

Is Ali going to play?

Ali! Ali!

The screams of the women were left behind, overshadowing the complaints of the men.

The lights on the stage were cast without any opening remarks, but Si Huang in the dark was pushed by Zhou Li.

If it was the first time for an average young man to experience this kind of situation, he would probably be nervous, and no one would give him a warm-up.

Zhou Li also had a bad heart for jokes, but then he saw the back of Si Huang walking towards the stage. He was tall and straight, with straight and slender legs, and his aura spread invisibly. Why was he nervous?

When Si Huang, dressed in black casual attire, stepped onto the stage and sat on the high chair, the voices calling for Zhou Li from below also stopped, and the rest were questions.

Newbie?

Looks good, those legs are absolutely amazing.

Hey! Singers, take your hat off!

Si Huang lifted her chin and found that this was the best observation point, where she could see the people below clearly, so that she could find people more easily.

Your Majesty, are you going to earn a lot of faith value again? Wubao's cheerful voice sounded in his mind.

From Wubao's point of view, the last time Sihuang earned a lot of Faith was when he performed in front of the public.

Yeah. Si Huang chuckled lightly, killing two birds with one stone is also good.

Her voice is transmitted through the condenser microphone, low-mellow and lazy, casually gorgeous, perhaps because of the wrong rendering of the scene, it makes people feel that it should be a gorgeous voice that is aloof, but it is full of color and anger. Heart numb.

Fuck! My ears are going to be pregnant! A female man's scream resounded throughout the audience.

Si Huang was startled, and before the scene became chaotic, his slender fingers plucked the strings.

Most of the modern musical instruments are involved in her, and she is best at the piano. Others can only be said to be better than amateur.

Soft music sounded.

It's not the explosive songs and music that cater to the occasion, but it's soothing and a little gloomy.

Most people know that the healing department can also be said to be the most depressed department, and the songs of sadness also represent deep feelings.

Sihuang sang an English song, and the moment she opened her mouth, most of them showed surprised expressions. This pure accent paired with her unique voice was really amazing.

There are also many people who have heard the identity of this song. This is a sad love song. To be more precise, the original singer of this song expresses his own freedom. The lyrics tell that his girlfriend betrayed him, and he He also decided to forget his girlfriend, and told himself and everyone that such a woman was not worthy of being sad for her, and he would be better off.

From the time it first came out, it has been used countless times on broken and romantic people to satirize their lover's betrayal.

However, such a malicious song, sung by Si Huang in a soft and hoarse tone, made everyone who heard it felt a feeling of being deeply loved, a kind of grief, and envious of the unhappy one. Existing 'girlfriend'.

Ahh...he must have loved that woman so much, even singing 'It's all over! Let it all tear like a gust of wind! ’, but I can feel it. What’s more intense than the irony is his helplessness. He was so suppressed that there was a hoarse voice, telling himself that he couldn’t go back, even if he chased it, he couldn’t go back.