My daughter is so annoying

The make-up artist backed away with the make-up case again.

Fang Cheng stood on the lifting platform again, and once again came to the center of the stage in the midst of everyone's expectations.

Song information appeared on the large background screen.

"Fire Horse" remake.

When Fangcheng participated in China's Hip Hop, he also sang a short part of it, and now he just sang the song in its entirety.

Backstage Jiang Xiaohai was also taken aback when he saw the title of the song.

Is it a rap?

Jiang Xiaohai sat upright, staring at the TV screen intently.

Fang Cheng made a silent gesture with the microphone.

Then put the microphone to his mouth and began to sing a cappella...

"Recalling the seven-foot wind and snow to go back, it seems that there is no hope for several months."

"Blood staining the clouds of fireworks is like a silent foreshadowing."

"Thousands of people are united in the battle, if the soul of the dead wants to return to their hometown."

"Thinking of the bright moon falling into the water, sons and daughters of heroes are bosom friends."

"..."

In just four sentences, the scene exploded again.

Jiang Xiaohai in the background couldn't help standing up, staring intently at the big TV screen.

This aura, this voice, this demeanor!

Even Jiang Xiaohai, who has been in the rap industry for more than ten years, considers himself inferior.

Standing on the stage, Fang Cheng looked like sparks in a mass of weeds. In just a few tens of seconds, it almost ignited the audience.

"Get on the horse dragon, get off the sloppy horse, ride the thorns and cut the thorns."

"Hold the sky above your head, step on the loess, and wave my flag."

"All the audience come together!"

Fang Cheng unbuttoned his upper body clothes, and he could see his good figure at a glance. He walked to the front of the stage and pointed the microphone at the audience.

The audience chorused with one voice.

"Recalling the seven-foot wind and snow to go back, it seems that there is no hope for several months."

"Blood staining the clouds of fireworks is like a silent foreshadowing."

"Thousands of people are united in the battle, if the soul of the dead wants to return to their hometown."

"Thinking of the bright moon falling into the water, sons and daughters of heroes are bosom friends."

"..."

"what!!!"

I don't know how many girl fans became crazy the moment Fang Cheng unbuttoned her.

After a song is sung.

The audience shouted Fang Cheng's name in unison.

"Fangcheng! Fangcheng! Fangcheng! Fangcheng!..."

The sound is persistent.

On the bullet screen in the live broadcast room.

[After three years of hibernation, will you drop an atomic bomb as soon as you come out? 】

[This scene is too explosive, I really hate that I am not in Shanghai. 】

[This figure, Lian Jiazi. 】

【Ahhh!I'm dying! 】

[Look at me wet. 】

[What to do, my wife stole my son's computer and was watching a concert, her eyes were shining, and my son is crying beside me, do I need a divorce? 】

[Why not a national tour, I will buy the ticket no matter how expensive it is. 】

[I feel like I lost [-] million by not being there. 】

[This doesn't look like a 30-year-old person, God is too unfair. 】

[Fangcheng!Fangcheng!Fangcheng! 】

【…】

Seeing the crazy female fans at the scene, Yang Yueyue felt a little jealous in her heart.

but……

"The next song I want to give to my wife."

"Thanks to her for raising three children over the years, and thank her for educating them so well."

"The title of this song is "The beauty of the world is intertwined with you". I hope that in the days to come, we will be able to grow old hand in hand, as before, in peace."

After hearing this, Yang Yueyue burst into tears, and the tears flowed down.

The accompaniment sounded in everyone's ears at the same time, and the staff brought a swivel chair like that in a bar and placed it in the center of the stage. Fang Cheng took the guitar from the staff and sat down on the chair.

The shaft plucked the strings and tried the sound test.

Fang Cheng's singing sounded again.

"It's just a candle night"

"The stars at midnight are like running friends"

"Love you every scab"