The infinite buff of the glory of the king

Under the leadership of Su Xin, Wu Qian arrived at the reserved booth. Zhou Luoluo, Yin Hui, Lin Yiyi, and Mu Mu had already arrived and started playing dice cups.

Wu Qian sat down and watched them play happily. Lin Yiyi looked at the singers on the stage and said, "That boy up there sings so well!"

When Su Xin heard Lin Yiyi's words, she smiled and said, "Did you forget that we have a song god here?"

Su Xin and the others all knew that the songs Wu Qian sang were deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and that was the only way to hear them. Compared with the singer on the stage, they were like heaven and earth!
Lin Yiyi looked at Wu Qian with glowing eyes, and said, "Brother Wu Qian, why don't you play a song too?"

Wu Qian said lightly, "Actually, it's not that strong, it's just a little bit, just a little bit stronger than the singer above!"

Just after Wu Qian finished speaking, a yellow-haired young man stood up at the booth next to him and said, "Who are you on a horse? How dare you compare yourself with Brother Tao?"

The yellow-haired young man was still holding a guitar in his hand, and looked at Wu Qian with an angry look, probably a friend of the singer above.

Wu Qianna still had a look of helplessness on his face, this damn can hear his complaints from such a distance, is this a good thing?

Seeing this angry young man with yellow hair, Wu Qian nodded, and said confidently, "That's right, that's right, I do sing a little better than him."

The yellow-haired young man roared angrily, "Brother Tao is a signed singer, and he has released an album! How dare you speak like that!"

Wu Qian looked disdainful, he has released an album, and so have I, Wu Qian!Sales are over a million!

The young man with the guitar was full of anger, as if he was about to strike.

Zhou Luoluo also became anxious when he saw it, and sat up straight with a worried expression on his face.

Yin Hui, on the other hand, ate the watermelon to see how the yellow-haired young man slapped him in the face.

Mu Mu also had a worried expression on his face, and put down the dice cups in his hands.

Brother Tao, who was singing above, also noticed something was wrong below, and immediately ran down to the yellow-haired young man and asked, "Xiao Zheng, what's going on? Why are you so angry?"

The yellow-haired young man said angrily, "Brother Tao, this person actually said that your singing is not as good as his. He is simply insulting you and my idol!"

The yellow-haired young man said to Wu Qian, "Do you understand music? Do you know what music is? How dare you speak such wild words!?"

The helplessness on Wu Qian's face was a little bit more, and the people involved all looked calm, why are you so excited here, a little fan?
Brother Tao quickly grabbed the yellow-haired young man, for fear that he would cause any trouble.

Brother Tao's face was also a little ugly, and he said to Wu Qian, "Just now you said that you sing better than me?"

Wu Qian nodded and said, "Yes, that's right, it's me!"

Brother Tao immediately became angry when he heard Wu Qian's arrogant tone, and said, "Brother, since you dare to say that, you must have the ability, then do you dare to go on stage and sing a song?"

With the black line on Wu Qian's face, why does he want to show his face again? He is obviously very low-key, why do people always keep him from keeping a low profile?

Su Xin sat in the seat, very calm, because she knew Wu Qian's strength very well, he has the title of soul singer!

Seeing that Brother Tao just asked Wu Qian to sing, the other four felt relieved. Who knows Wu Qian's singing skills, he also released an album before!
The brother Tao in front of him is simply incomparable to him!

The people watching the play also booed Wu Qian to go up and sing.

"Brother, aren't you hanging? Then go up and sing a song!"

"If he sings better than the resident singer, my old Wang will write his surname backwards from now on!"

"Damn, isn't that still the king?"

"Hey, little brother, can you do it? It's a mule or a horse, so you have to take it out for a walk!"

Seeing that Wu Qian didn't respond, the yellow-haired youth immediately yelled, "What's the matter? Brat, don't you dare? Afraid of making a fool of yourself?"

Wu Qian shook his head and said with a smile, "Okay, since you are so enthusiastic, then I'll go up and sing a song!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Qian got up and walked towards the stage. When passing by the yellow-haired young man, he didn't forget to strengthen his guitar.

The yellow-haired young man suddenly had a constipated expression on his face, obviously very dissatisfied with Wu Qian's behavior!

But he was secretly happy in his heart, he had already decided that Wu Qian would be ashamed later!
People with the same thoughts as the yellow-haired youth accounted for the majority in this bar. A large reason was that Wu Qian's face could not be seen clearly because of the lack of brightness in the bar!
Wu Qian took the guitar, plucked it lightly twice, and then stepped onto the stage.

Wu Qian sat where Brother Tao was sitting just now, and took the guitar in his hand, only to see Wu Qian lightly plucked the strings, a familiar melody came out, and a deep voice rang out.

When Wu Qian opened his mouth, the whole noisy bar suddenly fell silent!

"Isn't this the song in that hit album? Why does this person's voice sound so similar..."

Huang Mao's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief on his face.