The big star who started from PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds

"The accompaniment is in my phone, please open it for me."

Ye Feng handed the phone to a Xunteng staff member.

"Didn't you say you can't sing? Why do you even have an accompaniment?" Cao Jiong asked jokingly.

"This is what I'm going to sing to my daughter, so get ready."

Ye Feng naturally has an excuse.

"So that's how it is. The song Ye Feng specially composed for his daughter is a blessing to the audience." Cao Jiong looked at all the audience and laughed.

"By the way, what's the name of this song?" Cao Jiong asked.

""baby"."

Ye Feng looked at Xiao Ye Qi in the audience, the fatherly love in his eyes was undisguised.

out of this world.

Apart from his parents, his daughter is the most important person to Ye Feng.

The daughter is Ye Feng's baby.

A sweetheart who can't be exchanged for anything.

"Original song? Ye Feng is quite talented, but I don't know if it's good or not."

"Yeah, anyway, I only know that Ye Feng is good at playing games, and I don't know anything else."

"You guys didn't go to Ye Feng's live broadcast room to watch. He created a lot of children's stories for his daughter, and they are very emotional."

"Children's story? Is Ye Feng so talented?"

"Anyway, as long as it's smooth and not unpleasant, I really don't have much hope for Ye Feng's amateur singing."

"Hahaha, I agree, as long as it's not harsh..."

Hearing that Ye Feng was about to sing his own original song, the audience at the scene and in the live broadcast room all started talking.

Some admired Ye Feng's talent, but most of them didn't think Ye Feng could sing well.

After all, this e-sports prowess is enough to envy everyone. If he can sing well, then what's the point?

Child of luck?

"Qiqi, are you happy? Your father wrote a song for you."

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Cheng Nan hugged Xiao Ye Qi and asked.

"Yeah, Dad is the best."

Xiao Ye Qi nodded wildly, her big eyes stared at her father on the stage, she couldn't bear to blink her eyes.

"As for his original songs, they must be bad songs that are hard to pronounce."

Wen Yifan couldn't help but said, full of sarcasm.

Ren Lingxue glanced at her, and didn't bother to say anything more.

For Wen Yifan, Ye Feng hated her for taking his wife away. It was hard for her not to hate him, unless Ren Lingxue fell into her arms, otherwise she would not look pleasing to Ye Feng.

"Okay, audience friends, please enjoy the song "Baby" written by Ye Feng for his daughter."

"Now, the stage is handed over to Ye Feng, the sound engineer, and the accompaniment starts."

Cao Jiong didn't ask any more questions, but he greeted him and left the stage.

Followed by.

A melodious accompaniment sounded in the speakers that surrounded the entire square.

This is a kind of music that has never appeared in this world.

"The accompaniment is very nice. Is this really Ye Feng's composition?"

"Yeah, it's very emotional, there is a relaxed feeling..."

Listening to the accompanying music, many audience members were subconsciously immersed.

Ye Feng held the microphone, brewing his emotions.

Play the past.

Ye Feng started to sing, with a doting smile on his face, he uttered slowly.

"My baby, baby, give you a little sweetness, so that you can sleep well tonight."

"My little ghost, kid. To tease your eyebrows,"

"Make you like the world..."

with accompaniment.

Ye Feng's voice carries a kind of father's doting on his beloved baby, and a kind of father's doting on his daughter. The voice is gentle, as if he wants to protect his baby in his arms, and will not let any hardship befall his baby. .

In the parallel world, this song is sung by girls, but under Ye Feng's male voice, there is a display of fatherly love.

The song continues.

Unknowingly, Ye Feng has completely entered the artistic conception of this song, the doting smile on his face, and the eyes looking at his daughter are infinitely gentle.

"Clah la la la la my baby, someone misses you when you're lonely..."

Unconsciously.

The audience who originally thought that Ye Feng's singing skills were not very good and could not sing well were unconsciously immersed in the singing.

Many audience members stopped talking and fell into the singing.

The whole square was filled with Ye Feng's singing.

Magnetic, gentle, pleasing to the ear.

"I want you to know that you are the most beautiful."

Ye Feng sang the last sentence smoothly, with a long sigh of relief on his face.

He looked at his daughter.