Chapter 1432 (1/2)

Pop!

Different from the storyteller that Liu Zixia had heard in his previous life, he specially added the sound of falling wood at the end of the song. The sound of ”pa” is crisp, which is very meaningful for storytelling!

At the end of the song, there was silence in the live broadcast room.

Liu Zixia started to talk about his impression of Jintian, and then talked about the quyi of Jintian. In fact, some people have guessed that the song he is going to sing may be related to what he just said.

Unexpectedly, this song not only tasted all kinds of life, but also added elements of Jintian dialect.

This is a new experience for Tianjin Tianren and those netizens!

They are all immersed in Liu Zixia just singing, unable to extricate themselves.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

After a short silence, there were warm applause and shouting in Zhongshan Gate Park.

Everyone in the audience, regardless of men, women, old and young, yelled at the top of their voices:

”Ah, Liu Zixia, this song is so beautiful. It's not only a storyteller, but also a prodigal son!”

”What's the name of this song, isn't it? Tell us the name

”This song of my summer is just too top-notch, and also has the dialect of Jintian. It's too personal...”

The audience were shouting. Many people put ”baby” directly into their pockets, put their hands to their mouths and acted as loudspeakers. The terrible sound from their voices poured directly into the sky.

The white clouds floating on the blue sky seem to be scattered by these sound waves!

In Tong Dongdong's panda short video studio, the number of netizens watching the live broadcast has reached a terrible 600000, and the number is still rising.

After Liu Zixia finished singing, all kinds of gifts and bullet screens swept the mobile phone screen like crazy:

”This singing makes me want to listen to storytelling. Really, I feel very deep!”

”I'm a big boy of treasure. I can even speak Tianjin dialect.”

”Ha ha ha, that” why ”is the soul of the song...”

Netizens brush the bullet screen and express their opinions and comments on the song.

For them, it seems to unlock the understanding of Liu Xia Xin, the original singing can also be like this!

Standing in the middle of the dance floor, Liu Zixia smiles at the crowd. When the noise is less, he says:

”Thank you, thank you. This song is called storyteller. If you like this song, you can log in to Panda Music tomorrow!”

Liu Zixia told the audience and netizens the name of the song, and then bowed to the edge.

Lang Wenxing promised that he did, then the next is the official shooting of ”treasure hunt”.

”No, I don't. are you going? Sing another song

”It's so easy to hear me sing on the spot. Why should I go?”

”I really envy those people at the scene. Even if they can't hear the song, they can ask for a signature, a group photo or something...”

Seeing Liu Zixia leaving, no matter whether it was the audience or the netizens in the studio, they were all in a mess.

It can be seen that they really want to hear Liu Zixia perform a few more songs.

Unfortunately, today is not a concert. Their idea is doomed to failure.

……

At the front of the dance floor, near the tables of the experts.

Lang Wenxing and Sunuo are leading Yueyue to stand here and watch liuzixia come towards them.

”Zixia, sometimes I really don't know how your head grows.”

Lang Wenxing handed Liu Zixia a bottle of water and said, ”I haven't been to Jintian. I can even say Jintian's words. I've been trying this for a long time, and I'm all kowtowing.”

”Brother Xing, stop talking.”

Suno said with some distress: ”just now he learned Jintian dialect, the two big brothers next to him were staring. If it wasn't for the security personnel, they almost came up to cut him.”

”Who can learn dialect at once?” Lang Wenxing said angrily.

”Then you are not as good as Yueyue!” Suno patted Yueyue's cerebellar pouch melon and said, ”Yueyue, say two Jintian words, let uncle listen to it!”

Yueyue nodded and opened her mouth: ”Dahua of hualihu, Dahua of mixed stuffing.”

Little girl that look and tone, like the Tianren, especially a dialect, that is called a tunnel!

Liu Zixia took a sip of the mineral water and said with a smile, ”Yueyue, who taught you that?”

”When we come here, there are some on the side of the road.”

Yueyue pointed to the edge of the park and said, ”not only do they sell Mahua, but they also sell pancakes and fruits, New Year cakes and jujube rolls! Dad, let's go and buy some food later, shall we

While saying that, moon eyes immediately appeared the look of desire.