Datang started from being a salted fish

Chapter 482

Portable charging speaker: 1 pair/pair.It can be used continuously for ten hours after charging for one hour. It is a must-have product for you to have fun in the wild.
Wang Yin immediately bought a pair and put them on the ground to connect them with the Jierfa ultrasonic locust extermination instrument.

As for the power amplifier, there is no need to buy it anymore, the locust extermination instrument itself comes with it.

After all, besides a second-hand scientist, Gilfa also has the status of a musician, so it is not surprising to add some functions of his old profession.

"Let's start." Wang Yin immediately took out another microphone and put it in front of Shen Jingbing.

Before, Wang Yin had given them a few sheet music, so it didn't surprise him that Shen Jingbing wanted to sing a few lines.

Shen Jingbing lowered his head and brewed for a while, then began to play and sing.

"It was you who used a piece of red cloth that day"

"Blindfold my eyes and blindfold the sky"

"You asked me what I saw"

"I said I saw happiness"

“This feeling really makes me feel good”

"It makes me forget that I don't have a place to live"

"Where are you going to ask me?"

“I said I’m going to go your way.”

“I can’t see you and I can’t see the road.”

"My hand is also held by you"

"You asked me what I was thinking"

"I said I want you to call the shots"

. . . . . .

Speaking of which, the effect of these two speakers is really powerful. Shen Jingbing's voice came out like thunder, and Cheng Lingxue and Feng Zhidai hurriedly covered their ears, even though the sound was transmitted into their ears through their palms.

Wang Yin was quite surprised that Shen Jingbing would choose this song. After all, the song was a bit too old for Wang Yin. Anyway, he couldn't hear it. At most, he could only pick out some problems from Shen Jingbing's singing skills.

But since we are out having fun, why are we so picky about our singing skills?

Since he is so high let him go!
Not only that, the singing was transmitted through the speaker, and even the people near the gate of Chang'an City heard it.

Now everyone is listening to Shen Jingbing singing with confused faces.

After all, it was the first time they had heard such a strange melody and straightforward lyrics, and they still felt a little weird after listening to it. . .

Speaking of Shen Jingbing's voice, Wang Yin was surprised: usually this cheap guy's voice is a bit high, but now when this guy sings, his voice is low and hoarse. . .

And this guy is playing and singing with his eyes closed now, he is extremely devoted, it seems that he is singing with emotion.

"Could it be that this kid has feelings for Cui Yinglai?" Wang Yin muttered in his heart when he saw this.

Originally, he thought that Shen Jingbing and Cui Ying were just playing around or simply greedy for her beauty, but now looking at the situation, this kid is planning to play for real?
But from Wang Yin's point of view, Shen Jingbing's chances seemed slim. . .

After all, this Cui Ying is also a daughter of a family, and a family with an ordinary status will definitely look down on her.

Moreover, Wang Yin didn't remember any important officials in the court with the surname Shen. . .

Besides, Cui Ying didn't call this kid, so Shen Jingbing was useless after all. . .

But Wang Yin didn't intend to stop him.

Anyway, this guy is young, and it doesn't matter if he gets hit.

Besides, who can tell the truth about feelings?Maybe Cui Ying will be captured by him later?
You don't have to worry about this kind of thing.

Shen Jingbing roared vigorously with his eyes closed, while the locusts fell down beside him; in the distance, a group of melon eaters in Chang'an City stared and watched with relish, and they didn't know whether they were attracted by Shen Jingbing's singing or they were talking about it. I feel that this locust rain is very interesting. . .

Even the guards on the city gates couldn't help but take a few glances here. . .

As Shen Jingbing sang more and more cheerfully, his voice became louder and louder, and the eyes of some young ladies in Chang'an City in the distance also slowly lit up.

Although Wang Yin felt that the song was quite old, the lyrics were already very trendy for people in Datang.

Even a little too trendy.

After all, Datang's songs are very reserved, and there is no such straightforward expression of love and love.

Even in the eyes of some old-fashioned people, this is almost as good as driving a car. . .

These lyrics were originally simple and easy to understand. When Shen Jingbing sang it for the second time, some people could even hum along, and the eyes of those little ladies became brighter.

Shen Jingbing sang so emotionally and they naturally heard it, there is a story!
Men with stories are naturally easier to attract women's attention, so they are now successfully attracted.

Of course, the premise of all this is one thing: Shen Jingbing himself is handsome.

You must know that the rugged-looking butchers in Chang'an City have many more stories than Shen Jingbing, and they are not attracted to them. . .

What happened in ancient times?Beauty and justice are common here as well. . .

Wang Yin saw that there was another thick layer of locusts piled up on the ground, so he snapped his fingers and brought them all into the system space, and the ground became clean again in an instant.

"Enjoyable!" Shen Jingbing opened his eyes after singing, with excitement on his face.

As a result, his voice was transmitted directly to Chang'an City through the speakers.

After resting for a few seconds, Shen Jingbing continued to lower his head and fiddled with the guitar twice, apparently ready to continue.

"It's raining..."

"The atmosphere is not harmonious..."

"Under the same roof..."

"You gradually feel that your heart is changing..."

"You love him..."

"Maybe there is also hatred..."

"Half of my youth is wasted..."

"It turned out that I was just playing with him..."

. . . . . .

Wang Yin was immediately happy when he saw this, and looked at the crackling and falling locusts all around: My good fellow, this song is very suitable for the occasion. . .

Immediately, Wang Yin discovered a very interesting thing: Someone walked towards this side with an umbrella and came back. This attitude of watching the excitement is really quite professional. . .

As time passed, more and more people gathered around to watch the excitement.

It may be seen that Wang Yin cleaned up the locusts on the ground several times on a regular basis and realized that he would not be in danger of being buried by the locusts. Some young ladies also ran back with flower umbrellas. . .

As for whether to look at Shen Jingbing or Wang Yin, it's hard to say. . .

"another one!"

"Yes, one more!"

"Xiao Langjun, keep singing!"

When Shen Jingbing finished singing, someone in the crowd immediately began to urge.

Some of them really thought it was very interesting to sing, after all, these lyrics were much easier to understand than those implicit and graceful songs of Datang, while some just followed suit.

After Shen Jingbing sang, he opened his eyes and saw that there were so many people suddenly, and he was shocked, but this guy is just crazy. Seeing so many people asking him to continue singing, he immediately became excited!

(End of this chapter)