There was nothing wrong with the main song. Lu Fei opened his eyes and lowered his head. The penetrating power of his voice was extremely obvious. Everyone felt refreshed and their bodies relaxed countless times. This kind of listening experience had already surpassed the traditional listening experience. Everyone present was completely immersed in this song.
What is soul music? Perhaps Lu Fei's adaptation of this song could be called soul music. Although it was just a cappella, the arrangement and singing were fully worthy of such a reputation.
"One step, two steps for me."
"One step, two steps like the devil's steps."
"On this smooth floor, I am."
“”
"Like claws, like the devil's steps."
"On this smooth floor, I am."
“”
Lu Fei seemed to have entered a state of selflessness. Yang Mi, Tong Liya, Chen Mengcheng, including Squad Leader Liu, and even Huang Zitao, who held a grudge against Lu Fei, seemed to have been infected by the music.
Even when Lu Fei finished singing, they did not notice. For a long time, they were immersed in the music and could not extricate themselves. The crowd was silent for a long time, then burst into thunderous applause. This song subverted their understanding and even evoked their difficult journey in pursuit of their dreams.
Huang Zitao stood up blankly. His stubborn eyes revealed a bit of shame and admiration. He said very seriously, "Lu Fei, I admit that your singing and musical talent are much better than mine. But you can rest assured that I will surpass you sooner or later."
Lu Fei ignored him. In his opinion, Huang Zitao would not be able to catch up to him even if he spent his whole life. After all, he had only used 20% of his singing skills. If he could reach such a level with just 20% of his singing skills, then what if he used 30% or 40% of his singing skills?
At that time, Huang Zitao would definitely doubt his life. But fortunately, Lu Fei was a generous person. He did not intend to fully enter the music industry. After all, as an all-rounded idol, his development goal was to be all-rounded. Of course, he could not be perfect in all aspects. If he was, then the entertainment industry would expel him. He understood the principle that the tallest tree in the forest would be destroyed by the wind.
God was jealous of talents. Now, the number of people scolding Lu Fei on the Internet was enough to circle the earth 13 times. These people were jealous of his talent and wealth that did not match his age.
"Okay, let's go back." Squad Leader Liu also came back to his senses after a while. He had to admit that the song Lu Fei sang just now was really perfect. Squad Leader Liu could not help but feel his blood boil. When he listened to the song just now, he could not help but think of his mother.
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Then, everyone came to the field and sang military songs.
"Unity is strength, get ready!"
"Unity is strength, unity is strength!"
"This strength is iron, this strength is steel '
"Harder than iron, stronger than steel"
…
After the song ended, the instructor standing at the front shouted, "At ease, attention!"
"Reporting to the instructor, the whole class has gathered before dinner. Please give instructions."
"Dismissed!"
At the instructor's command, everyone could not help but smile. Yes, it was finally time for dinner.
In the cafeteria, everyone's eyes lit up when they saw the sumptuous meal. They had to admit that the food in the army's cafeteria was really good.
"There really are chicken drumsticks." Yang Mi looked at the golden chicken drumsticks and could not help but swallow.
Tong Liya also smiled and said, "Yes, it's really sumptuous. There's even watermelon. By the way, how about we sit with Lu Fei?"
"Okay, okay." Without waiting for Yang Mi to answer, Shen Mengcheng quickly said. After listening to Lu Fei's song, Shen Mengcheng's impression of him had multiplied.
"Hey, there's also mung bean soup. It's really good. It's really good for cooling down. It's really great." Looking at the delicious food in front of her, even the usually shy Tong Liya turned into a gluttonous cat.
Lu Fei was also very helpless. The seats around him were all occupied by these four girls. However, he was also hungry now, so he did not think too much about it. He ate very quickly, but even so, he still looked very elegant and was not rude at all. It was a sharp contrast to Huang Zitao and the other hungry ghosts who ate.
Soon, Lu Fei had finished his meal. There were no more dishes. He was about to add more when Yang Mi suddenly stopped him and said, "Here, the drumsticks are for you. I haven't touched them before. I can't finish so much. The rest will be wasted."
Before Yang Mi's voice fell, Tong Liya also handed over her plate and urged, "Lu Fei, I can't finish it either. I haven't touched these. You can eat them. If you throw them away, it would be a waste."
Shen Mengcheng also hurriedly came over with her plate. Even Zhang Lanxin was no exception. The girls seemed to have reached a tacit understanding. Especially when Yang Mi saw Lu Fei in a daze, she could not help but pout and said with an aggrieved face, "Lu Fei, I really haven't touched these drumsticks. Do you dislike me?"
"It's delicious. By the way, Lu Fei, can you tell me how to practice singing? Do you know, I've never heard such shocking music in my entire life. It's simply amazing. Compared to those so-called God of Songs, I don't know how many times better. Teach me quickly. "
Shen Mengcheng clung to Lu Fei and said pitifully. She was the kind of girl with a cheerful personality. Usually, she was straightforward with boys, but she didn't know why she always couldn't help but reveal the temperament of a little girl in front of Lu Fei. However, Shen Mengcheng especially liked this feeling.
She didn't feel disgusted with Lu Fei at all. One must know that she had some resistance to boys since she was a child. Although she had been a host for many years, she had never had a boyfriend. She didn't even have a male friend.
"This, can you let me finish my meal first?" Lu Fei said helplessly. Shen Mengcheng sat too close to him, which seriously affected his eating.
Shen Mengcheng seemed to realize that something was wrong. Her face couldn't help but turn red, like a ripe apple, which was particularly beautiful.
"Then I'll wait for you to finish your meal and talk alone." Shen Mengcheng pushed back and said shyly.
"No problem." Lu Fei replied with a drumstick hanging in his mouth.
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