Ye Xuan's singing brings everyone present to that kind of artistic conception, and many people still have a tear in their eyes.
What is supernatural? This is the real God.
Until now, a group of them just know how bad pan Hangyu's level is. After ye Xuan's song, people's original high evaluation of Pan Hangyu has already fallen to the lowest point.
Fang Qingqing and Ouyang Peiyun's beautiful eyes fall on Ye Xuan's body, and the tenderness in their eyes is all obvious. This is the person they like deeply. They are still so excellent and dazzling.
Ye Xuan puts his guitar down in front of Pan Hangyu, with a trace of disdain for pan Hangyu on his face.
"Pan Hangyu, right? The prince of love songs
Ye Xuan suddenly said sternly to pan Hangyu: "it's a joke!"
"How dare you show off in front of so many people just because of your ostentatious singing
"Even if you sing with a good voice, you can sing every word in a standard way, but you don't have any real feelings, or you force your own feelings into it, that's nondescript singing!"
"In Ye Xuan's opinion, even those who can't pronounce correctly and can't pronounce completely, but they are really singing with their heart. They are ten thousand times better than you
Ye Xuan stretched out an index finger and shook it gently to pan Hangyu with a dull face.
"Singing? You don't deserve it
"Never blaspheme the sacred art of songs!"
Ye Xuan looked down at Pan Hangyu with contempt.
Pan Hangyu, who had been regarded as the prince of love song by all people before, suddenly turned pale.
It's the first time that pan Hangyu has been taught a bloody lesson by a peer when he is so big. It's still in the singing aspect that pan Hangyu thinks he is best at.
Although it is the smartest way to attack the enemy with one's own strong points, it is a real devastating blow to one's confidence and superiority in a certain field where others are most good at.
"Let's go!"
Ye Xuan looks back at Fang Qingqing and walks past pan Hangyu. Fang Qingqing smiles behind Ye Xuan and doesn't even look at Pan Hangyu.
Qiu Yueling stayed in the same place in a daze and was still immersed in the unspeakable shock caused by Ye Xuan's songs.
People around see that Fang Qingqing leaves with Ye Xuan, but they no longer despise ye Xuan. They just admire Ye Xuan's skills completely.
"Wow, no wonder Ouyang Peiyun University flower was chased by this guy. If I could hear such a moving song every day, I would be willing to marry this guy!"
Some girls can't help but be crazy about ye Xuan. Pan Hangyu clenches his fists and trembles his lips in anger. He wants to revenge Ye Xuan. But when he thinks of Ye Xuan's cold eyes, pan Hangyu's heart suddenly passes a touch of coolness, and Pan's body can't help shivering.
Fang Qingqing follows Ye Xuan and goes to Ouyang Peiyun.
Fang Qingqing's heart is complicated, but she doesn't know how to open her mouth to Ouyang Peiyun. When Fang Qingqing is struggling, a tender and boneless palm reaches out to Fang Qingqing.
"Fang Qingqing, Hello, we've met again!"
Fang Qingqing looks up in amazement, and Ouyang Peiyun smiles at each other.
"Ah, you... Hello!"
In the face of Ouyang Peiyun, Fang Qingqing always feels inferior. Fang Qingqing reaches out her little hand and holds Ouyang Peiyun together.
Ouyang Peiyun and Fang Qingqing have their own merits. Many people around them look enviously at Ye Xuan and give him a thumbs up.
What's tough? That's tough. After having a woman, you can find another woman. Two women can really live in peace. There is no smell of gunpowder between them. They're just like a bull in the sky.
Ye Xuan, standing beside Ouyang Peiyun and Fang Qingqing, is not adapted to the strange atmosphere around him.
"Last time, I really want to thank you. If you hadn't come to see me downstairs at that time, maybe even now, I still don't know the truth about ye Xuan!"
Ouyang Peiyun said sincerely.
Fang Qingqing smiles and nods, but Fang Qingqing's smile is a little reluctant. By doing so, Fang Qingqing completes Ye Xuan and Ouyang Peiyun, but Fang Qingqing herself
"Today... In fact, thank you for letting Ye Xuan help me out!"
Ouyang Peiyun shook his head: "if I didn't walk with Ye Xuan today, but ye Xuan is alone, I think ye Xuan will actually help you!"
Fang Qingqing was stunned. She didn't know what Ouyang Peiyun meant. Ye Xuan frowned and looked at Ouyang Peiyun inexplicably. Ye Xuan didn't know what Ouyang Peiyun said.
Ouyang Peiyun didn't explain too much. Ouyang Peiyun poked Ye Xuan and said, "look at yourself. You've beaten that boy to pieces!"
Ouyang Peiyun refers to pan Hangyu, who has lost all his faith in life.
Ye Xuan helplessly spread out his hand: "this can't blame me, I have given that person sincere advice before, before I decide to humiliate that self humiliating person in public, let him go quickly, but that person just won't listen!"
Ouyang Peiyun chuckled. Of course, Ouyang Peiyun also heard this. But if anyone hears Ye Xuan's words, he doesn't think it's a piece of advice to himself. Instead, he takes Ye Xuan's provocation to himself. It's strange that the person who says this doesn't get angry.
Ye Xuan's innocent face makes Ouyang Peiyun angry and funny.
Looking at the two people standing in front of her, who have no sense of disobedience and tacit understanding, Fang Qingqing can't help sighing.
"No matter where they are from, ye Xuan and Ouyang Peiyun are so compatible!"
Not far away, pan Hangyu, who heard the conversation between Ye Xuan and Ouyang Peiyun, recovered, and his angry face showed up again.
Pan Hangyu walked quickly to this side, with a look of gnashing teeth and a very reluctant tone, and said: "boy, I don't agree with pan Hangyu, and I will continue to compete with you again!"
Ye Xuan a face of joking: "let me hit you once is not enough, you even want to come with me again?"
Pan Hangyu hesitated for a moment, but insisted on saying to Ye Xuan: "hum, this time I don't sing with you. I'm on the basketball court, one-on-one competition. Do you dare to come?"