Chapter 130 (1/2)
As soon as Su Nan heard about letting herself sing, she didn't feel much, even a little excited. Now it's my turn to sing the death chant?
”OK, no problem. I'm good at singing. Go ahead. I can listen to any song you want.” Su Nan said casually.
Just sing a song. What's the big deal? No matter whether it's ugly or good, just howl. Anyway, a song is only four or five minutes at most, and it won't be too long.
Of course, you can't underestimate these four or five minutes. For those who don't vote for recommendation, it doesn't necessarily add up to four or five minutes several times a night.
How does a song sing? Can you give me a song time and let me empty my body back to the past.
“？？？？？”
”Su Nan, please stop blowing. The cows in our village have always died strangely recently.”
”You're good at singing. I haven't heard you sing before.”
”Generally speaking, people who say such words don't sing very well. This is my experience.”
”Su Nan, we are all our own people. Stop singing.”
”Please don't sing, Qin Xiaoyou. Just let Su Nan go.”
”It's over. I have a hunch that Su Nan will sing.”
“……………”
Qin Xiaoyou is really a little shy at this time. He doesn't know what song to order for a while.
There are also songs that I like to listen to, but they are all love songs. It's easy to be misunderstood to say them, so as to avoid the rhythm on the bullet screen. Qin Xiaoyou said modestly: ”forget it, whatever you sing, it's OK.”
”Wait a minute, you are not allowed to sing this song, the rest is OK.” Qin Xiaoyou seemed to think of something and added.
“………”
I have to say that Su Nan really planned to sing this song and torture everyone with this classic. Who knows that the road was blocked in advance by the witty Qin Xiaoyou.
People say so, Su Nan can't help it. If she doesn't sing, she can't show Su Nan's level at all.
After opening the Yuncun music playing software, Su Nan clicked the leaderboard and looked at it. They were all popular songs at present. Su Nansi wanted to go and chose a song that he listened to more.
”Next, a song” green ”for Qin Xiaoyou.”
Su Nan finally chose this song. It's not a classic, and the level is average. It's just a singing degree, so it's popular recently.
Like this song, it gets hot quickly, and then it gets cold quickly. It's like a gust of wind.
Only true classics can be immortal. Leave memories for generations.
“？？？？？”
”Green?”
”Hint that Qin Xiaoyou will be green?”
”It's terrible. The green has come out.”
”Everyone here, who likes green, I can help him.”
”If you want to live a decent life, you can't live without a little green.”
”The song of green light forest is also good. You can compete with green.”
“………………”
Su Nan normally chose a song. Who knows, the people on the barrage deviated again and crazily painted a small green expression.
Looking at the barrage, Su Nan sighed. What a beautiful color green used to be, symbolizing life and freshness, but now it has changed its taste directly.
When writing a composition as a child, Su Nan spoke more than once. She liked green and yellow best. When she grew up, she dared not say the two colors.
When the prelude to the music sounded, Su Nan opened her lips and the voice spread through the microphone:
If you hadn't burst into my life
How can I let go of my loneliness
It's false to say no pain