God level takeaway system

"Next, I want to invite a fan to come on stage and sing with me—but I have too many fans, who is the lucky one?"

Tang Jielun said.

All the fans in the audience quieted down and held their breaths. Being able to sing on the same stage with their idols is simply bliss to death.

"Then I will just draw one out of the 4 fans at your venue." Tang Jielun said.

The large electronic screen hanging above the stadium scrolled rapidly, then gradually slowed down, and was fixed on Wang Mian's face.

"Host, activation, super takeaway order, follow-up task - performing on the same stage with a star, if the follow-up task is not completed, new super takeaway orders will not be accepted..."

The fans at the scene saw that the picture was finally fixed on a takeaway boy, and they all quit.

At first, there was only a lot of cheers, and then there was an uproar, and there were ridicules.

"Damn it, this delivery boy, what kind of shit luck!"

"Didn't you look at him, wearing a yellow robe? This is the symbol of the emperor, and it's only natural to be lucky." Someone said coldly.

The discussions of these countless people converged into a torrent, Bai Zhanhong also had a mocking look on his face, and was a little excited in his heart, even though her father would not let her take revenge, she could still use this method to severely humiliate Wang Mian.

Wang Mian smiled slightly, while Li Ningxiang looked excited. What kind of singer, what kind of star, in front of Wang Mian's peerless singing voice, is simply rubbish.

Of course she didn't want to say it, she wanted to shock everyone.

Wang Mian stepped onto the stage, "Wow - delivery boy, you guys are very busy at work." While talking, Tang Jielun hurriedly stepped forward to shake hands with Wang Mian and said, "Come and see my concert, It won't delay your delivery."

Tang Jielun didn't know whether it was out of good intentions or out of spite, but when he said this, all the fans immediately laughed wildly.

It's obviously a concert, but it feels like the two are talking about cross talk, and it's still stand-up comedy.

Seeing the crazy crowd in the audience, Wang Mian also picked up the microphone very cooperatively and said, "It's a bit delayed for me to deliver food."

The audience was silent for a while, and then there was a sound like a flood.

"Hahaha—I laughed so hard, this delivery guy is a weirdo, doesn't he know we're mocking him?"

Tang Jielun was also stunned for a moment and said, "This little brother is really humorous, can he sing blue and white porcelain?"

"Yes—a little bit." Wang Mian said.

Every word of Wang Mian caused boos and ridicules from the audience.

Tang Jielun also felt a little surprised, he couldn't understand why Wang Mian was so indifferent, and a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

The accompaniment of the guzheng sounded, and the fans in the audience went crazy. This song is a new song by Tang Jielun, and it is being played in the streets and alleys.

Tang Jielun started, his soft singing, the artistic conception of the lyrics is very beautiful, which caused countless fans to scream wildly.

After singing for a while, Tang Jielun stopped the microphone, all fans are ready, ears are forced - B is ready.

But when Wang Mian said the first sentence, "The plain embryo outlines the blue and white strokes from thick to light..."

It was quiet, there was no screaming, no taunting, and no cursing, even Tang Jielun was stunned.

Tang Jielun might be thinking to himself, this is here to spoil the situation.

Regardless of what everyone thought, Wang Mian began to sing, and sometimes even the lyrics were wrong.

But no one laughed, let alone spoke.

This voice seems to come from everyone's heart, and it hits the depths of everyone's heart.

Bai Zhanhong was also dumbfounded.

"Wang Mian—you are amazing, you are indeed the man I like—" Li Ningxiang yelled frantically.

In the venue of tens of thousands of people, the sound seemed so abrupt, but no one threw rotten eggs.

Because they couldn't find a reason at all, all the fans present were Tang Jielun's fans. They thought Tang Jielun was the best singer in the world.

But at this time, they changed their minds at the same time, that is, the voice of the takeaway boy is going to be popular, and it is going to be very popular.

In this world, how could there be such a beautiful voice, full of magnetic voice, everyone who hit it could not breathe well, and some people even flushed from holding back, they were ready to scold or boo.

Everything was ready to explode the moment Wang Mian opened his mouth to sing, but he held back.

To ridicule such a voice, to ridicule such a voice, is simply a blasphemy against music.

Wang Mian sang a section and signaled Tang Jielun to continue singing. Tang Jielun was stunned for a moment, and then continued singing.

Without contrast, there is no harm, beautiful melody, matched with beautiful voice.

But now, after listening to Wang Mian's singing just now, people only feel one thing, that is, Tang Jielun's song has too many flaws.

This was obviously Tang's concert, but it turned into Wang Mian's solo.

Li Ningxiang was still shouting crazily in the audience. Someone joined the camp, which caused a chain reaction. There were more and more cheers and applause.

Even Bai Zhanhong beat the beat unconsciously, the song was so beautiful that it broke through the sky.

It makes people feel like they are in the clouds, as if they really saw a blue and white porcelain handed down from generation to generation.

And it was the ding-ding sound of someone holding a small copper hammer and tapping the blue-and-white porcelain lightly.

Always fearing that the blue and white porcelain would be smashed, they made a crisp sound.

Let everyone feel a little tight in the throat.

After two people sang a song, everyone felt like they had just woken up from a dream. This was a strange dream, one was an angelic voice, and the other was a devilish sneer.

Tang Jielun is not that bad either, the key is that without comparison, there is no harm!With contrast damage doubled.

"My little brother, you can sing really well." Tang Jielun said with some embarrassment: "You can sing better than me. I don't know which music school you graduated from."

"I—" Wang Mian pointed at himself and said, "I graduated from Qingbei University."

The audience gasped again, Qingbei University is the highest institution in China.

A takeaway guy who graduated from Qingbei University should have been a joke, but no one can laugh now.

Even that voice just now can instantly kill all celebrities, it's simply against the sky.

"Ah——so you are a talented person from Qingbei. You have such a beautiful singing voice. Are you interested in joining my music company?" Tang Jielun's eyes lit up, and he even recruited Wang Mian on the spot.

"Ah - I'm not interested in other jobs, I just like the food delivery industry."

After Wang Mian finished speaking, he saw that Tang Jielun was in a daze, and continued, "Sorry, big star, I can't delay anymore, I still have to deliver food! Your song is also very good, if you can speak clearly, you will better."