Chapter 415

The song sung by South Vietnam is "you will be mine" by a well-known foreign female singer.

When the prelude sounded, a little pumpkin recognized the song by listening to the song. After subconsciously moving the lyrics, he found that there seemed to be something wrong.

However, South Vietnam began to sing, so she had to send out one sentence after another, both the original lyrics and the translated ones.

Seeing these lyrics, the audience in the live studio suddenly became tacit understanding. No one sent a bullet screen inserted in it, but enjoyed these lyrics quietly.

However, it is only limited to being quiet in the live broadcast room. Some people watch the live broadcast on their mobile phones, use the microblog on the computer, and use the computer to take their mobile phones. If not, they can also borrow the mobile phones of their classmates, roommates and family members.

There is no need for anyone to guide or organize. We have clearly opened the voice CP super words.

A refresh, a piece of "ah ah ah ah", there is no disharmony.

Li Meijun and Ling Hao, who never came back after recharging, are also chatting in the discussion group of four.

Li Li: you will be mine. You will eventually belong to me. Tut tut Tut, I envy you more and more.

Brother: @ Nanjie will always be my Nanjie!

Brother: sister, do you still have a kaleidoscope?

Li Li: later, I want to listen to Yue Yue sing. This slightly hoarse singing is so charming that I really want to marry Yue Yue.

Brother: I pulled my brother-in-law into the group.

Li Li: let's cool down.

Brother: @ sister Nan, you deserve better!

Li Li: what's going on?

Brother: who makes someone silent? Is there no Internet or mobile phone when going abroad?

Li Li: younger brother, you don't understand. That's what love is all about. If someone withdraws, someone should enter. If you always maintain freshness and fun, you won't get tired so soon.

Brother: Oh? That means, are you tired of it?

Li Li: roll Д) ノ

South Vietnam is singing and the mobile phone is on for live broadcasting. I can't see what they are talking about in the wechat discussion group.

This song is a little long. She has a dry mouth when she sings the whole song.

When I sat down to drink water, I saw that no one sent a barrage. I couldn't help but eyebrow: "what's the matter? People were scared away by me? Is my pronunciation strange? "

-That's great. They're all stupid.

-I just recharge and send some little stars.

-Can you tell me who a person is? A little disclosure is OK!

-Are you stupid upstairs? This song is so obvious.

Seeing a few scattered bullets, South Vietnam held his face and said casually, "it's just a friend. He may be a little unhappy recently. Sing a song to comfort him."

-She or him?

-Maybe it's friendship. Must it be love?

-Maybe your sister Nan just learned this song, so she just used it as a facade 233

South Vietnam looked at the time: "it's still early. Let's sing some more songs. Do you still have some songs? No, I'll just sing. "

As soon as she said this, the barrage began to increase again and painted a variety of song titles.

South Vietnam picked the title of a song at random, borrowed Mo Lvlv's mobile phone, searched and listened to it on the spot, and learned to sing on the spot.

Then he sang a few more songs, half yes and half No.

But whether she can or not, her singing style is completely her own, and her singing style always changes.

The people who came to the live studio to black her can no longer drive the rhythm. Even if they make a sound, they will be brushed away quickly. No one cares at all.

This is basically a live broadcast of a personal concert, which lasted from 8 o'clock to 11 o'clock.

South Vietnam drank water and said a simple conclusion. He didn't forget to remind everyone that you can take a look at the "come and have coffee" broadcast yesterday.

When I was about to turn off the live broadcast, I saw the gorgeous fireworks on the mobile phone screen.

Chaoyang presented 100 kaleidoscopes to Nanyue.