"Good!"
The audience burst into thunderous cheers, which shook the bar.
Who were Song Ziyi's friends? They didn't care whether Song Ziyi sang well or not. What they cared about was that Song Ziyi promised to sing another song, which was what they were looking forward to.
"Haha, Brother Ning, it's your turn to perform. Come on, let's wait and see."
Guan Xiaotong laughed gloatingly. Ding Ning had said before that he was tone-deaf and could not sing.
"Brother Ning, you are so accomplished in music, so you must be good at singing. Come on, I can't wait."
Ouyang Poxiao said with a smile, not knowing whether he was sincere or not.
Although Yang Mi and others didn't speak, they all looked at him with a smile, waiting for Ding Ning to be embarrassed.
"You are forcing me to do something beyond my ability. How can I sing?"
Ding Ning said with a black face. Since he awakened his superpower, no song could baffle him, but he had no intention of singing on the stage.
"Let's go, let's go. Just treat it as making us happy. We're guests, and you're half a host. You should let us enjoy ourselves to the fullest."
Diba had been very dull, but she was very active at this moment. She said with a mixture of anger and joy, which made Ding Ning wonder if she had colluded with Song Ziyi.
"Come on the stage, Old Six, you are popular!"
Just when Ding Ning decided not to go on the stage, Song Dong shamelessly betrayed him. A spotlight shone on his face, exposing him to everyone's eyes with nowhere to hide.
"Wow, what a handsome little brother."
"I am suddenly looking forward to it. I am satisfied to see his face without listening to the song."
"Crazy girl, this little brother is mine."
"Handsome, come on the stage. I will give you a flower basket. I will treat you to supper later."
"Handsome, do you have a girlfriend? I am still single."
"Hurry up, handsome. I can't wait."
"Come on, handsome! We support you! "
…
The crowd suddenly burst into an uproar, and their indifferent attitude changed. They seemed to be full of expectation. Several crazy girls shouted loudly with their eyes twinkling.
After all, Ding Ning had shown his prowess before. He had beaten up Young Master Wu, who was famous near the university town, and also dealt with those fiendish reinforcements. Such a handsome man with good looks, power, and style was extremely attractive to female college students in the prime of their youth.
Ding Ning glared at Song Dong, who was grinning foolishly. "Damn it, this guy is just a trap for me."
"Isn't it just a song? What are you afraid of? If you are a man, just do it. Don't waste time. "
Seeing that Ding Ning was reluctant to go on the stage, Song Ziyi raised his eyebrows and began to provoke him. His eyes flashed with a cunning light.
"Uncle can bear it, but uncle can't. can's not. I can. I sing. What? What? Uncle can't.
Ding Ning was annoyed. He made up his mind and stood up, thinking, "It's not a big deal. It's just singing. I'm not afraid."
"Come on, Brother Ning. We believe in you."
Guan Xiaotong waved her small fist to cheer him up, but Ding Ning saw full of malice. This girl's eyes were full of schadenfreude.
"Alas, I could make a living with my face, but I didn't expect that I would be forced by you to make a living with my talent. Really, I can't keep a low profile even if I want to!"
Ding Ning shook his head proudly and said with a tragic face.
"Puff!"
Yang Mi and others couldn't help laughing. They covered their stomachs and laughed forward and back, waving their hands and saying, "Is this guy a funny guy sent by monkeys?"
Diba also laughed until she cried. She knew that Ding Ning was narcissistic, but she didn't expect that he would be so crazy and inhuman.
Ding Ning walked with his hands behind his back as if he was rushing to the town for a meeting. He stared at Song Ziyi who was trying to hold back her laughter, took the microphone from her hand, coughed twice and said seriously, "Hello, everyone. In order to accommodate some people's bad taste, I have to sing a song for everyone. However, I don't know how to sing. How about I perform a magic trick for everyone?"
"No, I said that singing is singing. You are not allowed to replace it with other programs. Of course, I suggest that you perform a magic trick for everyone after singing. What do you think?"
Song Ziyi was determined to make a fool of him. How could she allow him to get away with it? She immediately began to incite the crowd.
"Okay, sing first, then perform a magic trick!"
The appeal of a star was not just for show. As soon as Song Ziyi suggested, many people followed her immediately. The shouting almost overturned the ceiling of the bar.
"Damn, this is an overt plot. You're forcing me to make a fool of myself."
"Hmph, you want me to make a fool of myself? Dream on. Although I don't like singing, imitating is not a problem."
He immediately grinned and said, "Since everyone is so enthusiastic, I will make a fool of myself. However, I can't just sing one song."
"What do you mean?"
Song Ziyi was slightly startled. She immediately felt that Ding Ning had evil intentions. He must want to use his unbearable singing to disgust everyone and scare them away.
"Nothing, because I want to imitate Sister Mi, Sister Liya, and the six of you to sing, so I can't just sing one song."
Ding Ning said calmly. "Hmph, since you want to embarrass me, I will shock you to death."
Song Ziyi was stunned. Her beautiful eyes flashed with disbelief. "You mean, you want to imitate the six of us to sing?"
"That's right!"
Ding Ning held his head high like an old goose. He raised his chin at a 45-degree angle with a proud look on his face.
Everyone present was stunned. "Is there something wrong with this guy's brain?" "You're a man, but you want to imitate women to sing, and it's six women with different styles. How is this possible? Do you think it's so easy to play the role?"
"Are you sure?"
Song Ziyi was a little confused. She didn't know what Ding Ning was up to.
"Of course I'm sure!"
Ding Ning curled his lips and said matter-of-factly.
What a joke. He had the Mermaid Totem, knew how to make sound waves, and the All Living Things Breathing Method could communicate with everything in the world. Was there any sound in the world that he couldn't imitate?
Song Ziyi's expression became extremely strange. "Is this guy going to give up?"
"Alright, if there's nothing else, don't disturb my singing. It's like a crosstalk. Hurry up and go down."
Ding Ning was impatient. He waved his hand as if he was shooing away a fly. Song Ziyi was so angry that she wanted to kick him off the stage. She turned around and left angrily.
There was a commotion below the stage. If Ding Ning hadn't taught Young Master Wu a lesson, they would have rushed onto the stage to teach this guy who dared to disrespect their goddess a lesson.
Even so, some people hiding in the dark began to curse and clamor for him to get off the stage.
Ding Ning didn't bother to argue with them. He picked up the microphone and started singing. He did it on purpose to annoy Song Ziyi. Who asked this little girl to make a fool of him?
I don't need you to tell me the colors of life
Like a fish swimming to the sea, the wind cheers for freedom
I have my own attitude about dreams and love. "
…
Song Ziyi was almost off the stage. As soon as Ding Ning opened his mouth, he suddenly stopped and turned around with a shocked face. He looked at him in disbelief. This was just like the reproduction of Tong Liya's original voice.
Tong Liya herself was stunned. She opened her mouth in disbelief and looked at Ding Ning, who was singing on the stage, with a dull face. She couldn't understand why her voice would come out of his mouth.
Bang!
The wine glass in her hand fell to the ground and smashed into pieces, but she didn't realize it. Her eyes were so wide that they almost popped out. She looked at Ding Ning in shock and then at Tong Liya beside her, wondering if they had swapped souls.
The others were also stunned. They looked at Ding Ning with their mouths wide open and then turned to look at Tong Liya. They couldn't believe their ears.
The audience below the stage was even more stunned. They widened their eyes and mouths and looked at Ding Ning in shock.
Until the end of the song, Ding Ning didn't stop to sing.
Premise
You have to first feel a trace of malice
Specific
Please break into my forest
…
"Hiss!"
As soon as he raised his head, the audience all gasped and then burst into an uproar.
"Oh my god, it was Tong Liya's voice just now, and now it's Guan Xiaotong's voice. This is incredible."
"Could it be that they were recorded when they sang before, and now it's the original song, and this guy is lip-syncing?"
"Impossible. When they sang, the scene was very noisy. There will be a lot of noise when the original song is played. It can't be lip-syncing."
"Oh my god, I've seen people who can imitate a person's voice so well, but I've never seen someone imitate two people so well."
"It's not a big deal to imitate the voice. The most amazing thing is that he imitated Tong Liya's singing. This is not as simple as imitating the expression, tone, and expression, but imitating the whole song like a copy machine. Moreover, he is a man, imitating a girl. Even if Luo Sang came back to life, she wouldn't be able to do it."
"It's so awesome. Who is this handsome guy? Why haven't I heard of him?"
"Who knows? I haven't seen him either. Such a genius shouldn't be unknown."
"Yeah, you see, he is sitting with Yang Mi and Song Ziyi, these big stars. He must not be an ordinary person. Find out his name. From today on, I'll be his fan."
"Of course, such a person can imitate anything. He's a genius who can do everything."
"Is this a kind of vocal skill?"
"I don't think so. Vocal skills can imitate many voices, but I'm afraid it's not possible to completely imitate several songs."
…
Song Ziyi was completely dumbfounded. He stood in front of the stage like a pillar, wondering how on earth this guy did it.
Song Dong was also dumbfounded, and his mouth was wide open. He stared at Ding Ning as if he didn't know him, and roared crazily in his heart, "Is this still Laoliu? Is he really not possessed by some singing god? "
Solemn, who had just woken up, forgot to look for Li Xiaoman. He stared at Ding Ning, who was singing, and thought, "When did Laoliu change his sex?"
It's already late
Getting up and going back
There are no clouds to block the sunlight
Dusk will also urge you
…
When Ding Ning began to imitate Diba's singing "I Can't Let Go" without stopping, the whole scene fell into a dead silence.
It had to be said that although Ding Ning was imitating, he was only imitating the voice, and his singing was not exactly the same. In many places, he added his own understanding and emotional input.
He had gone far
It's time to turn around and leave
…
That kind of hesitation, entanglement, sadness, and reluctance were more powerful and intense than when Diba was singing.
Under the stage, some sentimental girls couldn't help but sob in a low voice, holding their boyfriends' hands tightly, hoping that time could stay at this moment forever, so that they didn't have to face the pain and torture when they let go.
More people's eyes were red, and they were completely immersed in that kind of sad and reluctant mood.
They couldn't help but think of their beautiful first love, but they broke up because of one reason or another. They thought that they had long forgotten the sadness and pain, but at this moment, they were dug out from their dusty memories, making them reminisce and feel melancholy.
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