Chapter 309： can she pluck the strings

Chapter 309 Can she pluck the strings?

The bass is slightly heavier than the guitar. The teacher was holding it just now, but she carried it lightly and deftly with one hand.

Everyone around looked at her blankly.

Meng Yutang raised his hand and took the hat out of his pocket, holding the bass in one hand and the hat in the other, glanced at Meng Ling, tilted his head at him, and said in a cool and calm voice, "Let's go."

Meng Ling stared at her blankly.

Oh shit! Want to be so cool!

Meng Yutang raised her hand and put the hat on her head. The hat covered half of her face. She waved to the two young hosts on the stage, and the two of them immediately seemed to be amnesty.

"Next let's..."

At the same time, Meng Yutang took Meng Ling's mobile phone and took a rough look at the lyrics on it.

It's a fairly familiar song.

"... Enjoy!"

The little host immediately went down the steps, and someone went up and set up the radio microphone.

Meng Ling's nervous palms were sweating.

Meng Yutang's voice rang in his ears: "My sister will take care of you when something happens."

Meng Ling turned to look at her side face and smiled.

"it is good."

The teacher also came back to his senses, and didn't ask Meng Yutang if he would be able to, anyway, as long as he has!

"Go, go, go!"

Meng Ling stepped up the steps.

When he walked up alone, everyone in Class 8 was stunned.

"No! Where's Li Xin! Isn't he in charge of the bass! Who, why is Meng Ling the only one here?"

"Li Xin! Gan! I just saw him go to the toilet! This guy won't steal ice cream again and have diarrhea!"

"Fuck! So what to do! This show is too dry without bass!"

"What can I do! Everyone is up! Sing first! Does anyone else know how to play bass! Go save the scene!"

"How can there be a meeting! Li Xin is the only seedling! There may not be another meeting in the whole third year of high school!"

"Grass! This goddamn! Come to this set at a critical moment! Come back and kill him!"

"Wait, wait, that one, come up! Is that Li Xin's bass!"

"giao! giao! giao!"

"Yes yes yes! Who is this!"

Looking at the obviously thin figure, wearing a school uniform, with a hat covering his face, he couldn't see clearly.

"Did you see it! Who is it! Li Xin has changed sex?"

"No, no! Look at the hat! This hat is so familiar! It seems that I often see someone wearing it recently! Who is it!"

"Ahh! Meng Yutang! Meng Yutang! Grass? Does she know! Doesn't she know nothing! What is this? Are you stunned!"

"The strings of that bass are so thick! It takes more effort than a guitar, can she pluck it! What's going on!"

"Shhhhhhh, don't talk anymore, standing there is better than nothing, you've already gone up and that's it!"

That’s what I said, but the whole Class 8 was very nervous, and there was nothing to love.

They have heard about Li Xinlian, the bass in the whole song is very important, if they don’t have it, they will do it! But if you can't play it well, you might as well not play it.

They now hope that there will be no rescue by Meng Yutang.

It's better to be dry than to ruin the whole show.

Especially at the beginning, there was a short bass solo and then Meng Ling began to sing.

They had already closed their eyes and prepared to accept the appalling harsh sound, and some even covered their ears in advance.

Meng Yutang stood on the left side of the center of the stage, and let Meng Ling stand in the center. She tried not to pay too much attention.

With the bass on the back of the strap, the bass was in the abdominal position. He touched the strings of the bass with his hand, and exhaled lightly.

(end of this chapter)