Music Engine Singing Su the World [System]

Zhou Xuan was reminded to look at him because he was named.

Many people also looked at the two curiously.

Meng Nie's status in the music world is extremely domineering, and he himself is even more terrifying than his status. According to the encyclopedia records, he should be 59 years old, but everyone who saw him for the first time would not think so, just look at his appearance With a face, he is only 27 years old at most, and his temperament is slightly older.

Many people have secretly inquired about his maintenance secrets, but Mr. Meng just smiled half-smile and didn't answer. Some entertainment media tried to pick up whether he had gone abroad for beauty injections, but nothing happened afterwards. .

As for Mengnie's family, no one can find out. Many paparazzi tried their best to follow him, but they all lost them in the end.

Many people said that Meng Nie passed away after experiencing an accident, and it was his dead soul who came back this time, but this was just gossip, and most people laughed it off.

Meng Nie seldom participated in activities after his comeback, and many fans called him to hold a concert, but they were all ignored. Famous interviews once invited him to a show, but he himself mercilessly refused.

It can be said that Mengnie is covered with a layer of mystery and legend in everyone's mind.

At this moment, it was the first time for him to be criticized in public like this, and it also involved emotions.

Everyone looked at Mengnie, waiting for his reaction, but no one thought that the elevator was opened at this moment, and he walked in directly as if nothing happened.

Only Lan Huai's words remained in the minds of the people around them, and they could not be calm for a long time. It is conceivable that these two will be the protagonists of the hot searches tonight.

After walking into the elevator, Meng Nie threw Lan Huai to the ground. With a soft "boom", Lan Huai jumped up and looked at him with blank eyes. In the next second, his mouth suddenly flattened, wow There was a cry.

He cried so sadly, the tears shed were like the rain from the gods, enough to flood a whole city.

Meng Nie looked up at the camera above his head, a black mist drifted out from his fingertips, slowly rose, and blocked it.

In the mist, it turned into a ghost. It was dressed in white clothes mopping the floor. Its body was pierced more than a dozen holes with a sharp weapon. It had a pale face and lifeless eyes. It wasn't a particularly powerful ghost, but it was enough to scare people.

Meng Nie believed that those guys who talked about him and Lan Huai behind their backs would definitely like this ghost.

Lan Huai cried hoarsely, but Meng Nie kept his eyes on his nose, his nose, his nose and his heart without saying a word. The elevator went down all the way, and the people waiting for the elevator got impatient and didn't open it.

On the first floor, Meng Nie squatted down in front of Lan Huai: "Don't cry."

His tears seemed to be free of money, and there were drops of water on his delicate fingers, like jade lotus root coming out of water. He stopped slowly after listening to his words, sobbing.

Meng Nie frowned, and slowly stretched out his hand to wipe his tears, but suddenly turned his head, and the green-faced ghost behind him instantly withdrew his peeping gaze, and kept staring straight ahead with dull eyes.

Mengnie turned back, wiped his face with the back of his hand, and said displeasedly: "If you cry again, I won't hug you."

Lan Huai sniffed, looked at him with red eyes, but really stopped crying.

Mengnie bent down and picked him up, the little guy immediately rubbed his face against his chest, the sound of snot came, and Mengnie's forehead twitched patiently.

The elevator door opened at this moment, and an arrogant woman cursed: "This elevator is too slow! I don't know what the hell is going on upstairs! It's a wicked thing, I don't know if people are in a hurry!"

Mengnie substituted herself more arrogantly than she: Well, what a wicked thing.

He walked out of the hotel all the way with Lan Huai in his arms, as if he was strolling, but he shrank into an inch, and returned home in a blink of an eye.

Along the way, Lanhuai was quiet, except for the occasional sound of sniffling, which was enough to hear Mengnie.

However, after arriving home, Lan Huai suddenly grabbed him and said, "It's too fast! We need to take a walk!"

fuck off!

Mengnie flashed back to the room and threw him on the bed, stretched out his hand to pull on the tie, and said, "Sleep."

The smell of alcohol on his body made Meng Nie inexplicably unhappy—what kind of alcohol did he drink when he was young!

Lan Huai lay on the bed and looked at him, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were wet, I saw that You Lian was pretty and delicious, and he was very drunk, except for a slight pause in his speech, but his utterance was very clear: "Master!" Meng Nie doesn't want to talk to a drunk now, He turned and walked out.

Lan Huai rushed over to hug him, was dragged by him two steps, turned his face away, the other's eyes filled with tears again.

Meng Nie bent down and was picked up by him again, and he hugged him tightly when he threw it again. He seemed to like being hugged very much, with soft eyes, "Master, do you like me?"

Indifferent face: "I don't like it."

The long eyelashes were raised, and he kissed Mengnie's chin: "Do you like this?"

"No." Mengnie knelt on one knee and wanted to put him down, but the other party hugged him tightly and refused to let go: "Master used to like me."

Speaking of this, Meng Nie frowned instantly: "When was it before?"

"When you had me just now, when you gave birth to me."

The corner of Mengnie's mouth raised: "I gave birth to you?"

"Well, before, you liked me so much!"

"Are you really drunk?"

Lan Huai blinked his eyes, Meng Nie slowly leaned over and sniffed him lightly, it did smell like rum, the fruity and wine smell was surprisingly sweet.Lan Huai suddenly chirped and kissed his lips, the tip of his jade-colored nose touched his, Meng Nie's eyes dropped to look at him.

He is really a cute child, and his charming little face is quite confusing.

Mengnie frowned again: "Do you know what you are doing?"

Lan Huai straightened her chest and said domineeringly, "Kiss you!"

"..." His childish little face actually put him in a good mood, "Okay, let go and go to sleep."

Lan Huai still hugged him and refused to let go, "Don't leave, sleep with me."

"I'll eat you."

Lan Huai shrank his hands, and instinctively thought of the bloody picture, it should be very painful to be torn like that, but... he stared at Meng Nie for a while, and whispered: "Then you, how about it?" ?”

"..." Meng Nie was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "It will last longer."

His eyes were foggy again, after thinking for a while, he slowly let go of his hand, and said in a low voice, "I fell asleep alone."

"...??"

Although he was unhappy in his heart, Meng Nie covered him with a quilt in the style of an elder, and when he left again, his fingers were suddenly pulled.

Lan Huai sat up again, obviously he hadn't tossed enough: "I didn't take a shower."

"go alone."

"To hug."

"..." Mengnie looked at his outstretched arms, and said in a cold voice with a straight face: "I said to go by myself."

"I want to hug!"

……

A few minutes later, in the huge pool, Lan Huai hugged Mengnie's neck tightly, and Mengnie hugged him in his clothes.

He felt that he must be bewitched today, that's right, it must be the case, otherwise, how could he do such boring things with this little grinder in his arms?bath?Who dares to let him take a bath?Aren't you afraid that he will be wiped out with a flick of a finger!

Meng Nie was in a very irritable mood, and wanted to throw him out several times, but before he let go, the music rang out first, with strong protest and resentment.

Simply enough!

After washing and going ashore, the distance from the bath to the room, the clothes on Mengnie's body were already dry. He hugged him with one hand, took a big bath towel and covered his head, strode over and put him on the bed : "Okay, it's time to sleep."

Turning around to leave for the third time, the guy behind finally stopped tossing, but the uncontrollable consciousness saw him fall down in a drowsy state.

After being steamed by the heat, the little guy seemed to be extremely sleepy, with his wet head and wet body, he just rolled over and rolled on the bed.

...Perhaps, he shouldn't have the same knowledge as a drunk brat.

After completing the psychological preparation, Teacher Meng turned back and dried him up, pulled the quilt up again, and then went out again.

Not long after, he walked in again, squeezed his nose and poured him a bowl of hangover soup.

Lan Huai woke up naturally when he fell asleep, muttering in his dream to call master, pouted his lips, and giggled, his little expression was bubbling beautifully.

Meng Nie was lying in another room with an indifferent expression, his eyes open till dawn.

There was nothing to do on the second day, Lan Huai slept until noon, and when he woke up, he couldn't tell east, west, south, north.

He walked out in a daze, and was suddenly picked up by someone and thrown back on the bed. Mengnie stood at the door with a gloomy face: "Put on your clothes."

Lan Huai rubbed his eyes, obediently put on his clothes, feeling that the master was very angry today, he couldn't help but look over in doubt.

Meng Nie opened the back door and went out, Lan Huai hurriedly followed.

Coming here again, Lan Huai was very happy, pulled Mengnie's wide sleeves to cover his face, only showing two big round eyes, and asked Mengnie flashingly: "Do I look better compared to your diva?"

Meng Nie pulled back her big sleeve without looking sideways, not even wanting to look at him.

Unhappily, Lan Huai covered half of his face with his sleeve, walked around and stepped back to show him: "Master, look at me."

Mengnie is much taller than him. When looking straight ahead, he looks like a little flea, and he can't jump out of his line of sight.

In fact, there is no need to jump like this, Meng Nie has already seen him clearly with his spiritual sense, and he just wants to laugh in his heart.

Walking out of the main hall, the little flea was still jumping, and accidentally backed up to the stairs, rolled down immediately, and got up with a bitter face, just in time to meet the gentle and kind face of Elder Wuyou.

I heard that today is the day for the students in the Endless Palace to advance to the competition. Meng Nie, as the super idol of these students, was suggested by Elder Wuyou to show up.

Lan Huai hadn't seen Elder Wuyou for a long time, so he hugged him happily, and told him how he was in another world. Elder Wuyou was very surprised when he heard it: "You are so powerful?"

"Of course!" Lan Huai said, "I always come first!"

Meng Nie who had already walked away: "..."

Bragging... is very self-taught.

Walking out of the last palace gate of the wall, a huge square suddenly appeared in front of him. On the field, students stood in rows, black on the left and white on the right, very neat.

The moment he stepped out of the palace gate, Lan Huai sneezed violently due to the cold wind blowing from the square. Wuyou turned his face to look at him, took out a cloak from the storage ring, and said, "Why? Don't you learn how to cultivate immortals from the Great Emperor?"

"Cultivation?" Lan Huai sniffled and said, "Can I do it too?"

"of course."

"Then what shall I do?"

Wuyou looked at him, stretched out his hand to squeeze his hand, and said, "Let me take a look."

Wuyou's spiritual sense penetrated in, and a look of shock appeared on his face: "You..."

Lan Huai is simply a moving gathering of spirits!Before, Wuyou found that his body was full of aura, but looking at it now, he was more than just rich, he was... as if he was constructed by aura!The spiritual power in the body is inexhaustible and inexhaustible.

Wuyou can fully understand why his singing can attract a lot of aura.

Lan Huai was very puzzled. After Wuyou explained, he subconsciously asked Yaoyaoling: "Why is this happening?"

"You are the only one created by Mengnie, and the aura of the whole world is on you." After Yao Yaoling finished speaking, before he could be happy, he said indifferently: "Even if this is the case, it's useless. If you are in music, you will definitely not be able to become a fairy."

Lan Huai looked enviously at Meng Nie walking up slowly, stepping on the non-existent steps in the air, and slowly sat down in the main seat.

The surrounding mountains called Emperor Meng, it was like a Yinba arena, but it was more orderly and imposing.

Lan Huai asked unwillingly: "I really can't?"

Yaoyaoling: "At most, I can practice the loudspeaker."

"trumpet?"

"Thousands of miles transmission."

"Oh."

No one is perfect. Although Lan Huai is unhappy, he still understands.

Worry-free looked at him, but his eyes gradually changed.