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"You Do you think this is the Internet novel of another universe? "

"Of course, this one is only one of them. There are many others."

"It's so beautiful!"

The system doesn't speak. Yemo thinks he is proud. Suddenly, he thinks of an idea and asks tentatively, "can I publish this novel on the Internet?"

"No problem!"

Hearing this, ye Mo was happy, but after two minutes, he sat down on the chair and said, "but I type very slowly. I don't know how long it will take to write such a novel! Even if it's a copy. "

"Said the host you are salted fish, you do not believe that, with me, will you be defeated by such a small problem?"

As soon as the voice falls, ye Mo feels the vibration of the mobile phone, and then finds that he has received a file.

"Inside the document is the complete version of the battle sky, the host can easily copy and paste it!"

Ye Mo nodded contentedly and was about to ask something more when he heard Feng Timo's voice: "Ye Mo! Where are you? "

After hearing this, he quickly put away his mobile phone, picked up his guitar, and then began to run to Feng Timo's side: "coming, coming!"

"Come with me, this program is over, it's yours!"

After taking Ye Mo to the entrance, Feng Timo is busy with other things. Seeing her leave, ye Mo plans to continue reading novels for a while.

"Oh! Isn't this Yemo? Are you here to perform? "

A burst of untimely voice suddenly comes. Ye Mo looks back and finds that it is muronghai.

But he just laughed and didn't want to talk to this person too much.

"Why don't you talk? Is it too tight to perform on stage? Can't pretend to be forced? Don't be afraid. Anyway, you are not the final show. I will save the show for you

Murong Hai saw Ye Mo didn't pay attention to himself. He thought he was too nervous, so he said in a high spirited tone.

"Are you good?" Ye Mo didn't look back, but said something like this.

"Average!" Murong Hai pretended to be modest, but then he said, "compared with you, it's really a big part!"

"A match?"

Ye Mo didn't talk much nonsense and said such a sentence directly.

Murong Hai was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, ye Mo dared to speak to himself like this. He sneered: "no problem! I'll show you what real strength is

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Soon, the host on the stage yelled: "the next program is a guitar song created by Ye Mo, a freshman of this year! Please give me a warm welcome

Most people don't know who ye Mo is.

In addition to some in the military training, met his other departments of freshmen, that is, classmates! These people are very curious when they see ye Mo on the stage!

"Ye Mo? He's singing on stage

"Isn't he good at it? Why do you seem to be able to sing? "

"I don't know. Let's have a look first."

There was a burst of scattered applause from the audience. After all, no one is optimistic about ye Mo now.

Seeing this scene, Murong Hai laughed at Ye Mo: "I'll stand here and see how humiliating you are!"

Ye Mo holds his head high and strides away, leaving muronghai a natural and unrestrained figure.

After coming to the stage, ye Mo stands in front of everyone and doesn't speak. He just smiles and sits on the high chair that has been prepared. Then he slowly adjusts the height of the microphone and says:

"Hello everyone, my name is Ye Mo, and today? An original song for everyone

Not far away Feng Timo heard this, immediately stunned, original song? How could he write words and music?

The stage also began to discuss, one is the original song, the other is the ancient style, we are not familiar with ah! I haven't even heard of it. Is this a genre of songs?

At this time, Wang Haifeng also sat down on the stage. Hearing what ye Mo said, he showed an interested expression on his face, and said in his heart: "this boy's original medical skills have been difficult to see for a hundred years. Does he also have extraordinary musical attainments?"

"But before I start singing, I want to say one thing. Before that, Murong Hai, a senior student of Murong Hai, suddenly proposed that he wanted to compare with me, and everyone said, "good or bad!"

Many people on the stage know that the finale is the piano music by muronghai, the piano prince of Jinning University. He even wants to make a confession to Feng Timo. Now it seems that what he said is true.

"Since everyone has no opinion, then I will start!"

As soon as the voice falls, ye Mo puts his guitar in place and starts to play on the strings.

From ye Mo's fingers to the sound, the beautiful ancient style has reached everyone's ears. Many people in the audience are shocked. Is this the so-called ancient style?That's very nice! How beautiful!

Wang Haifeng is more and more excited to listen to it. It seems that he is too few to arrange for him to be a visiting professor in medical college. The music school can let this boy have a try!

When the prelude is almost over, ye Mo starts to open his mouth and slowly sings out the lyrics.

"The spring went white, and my hair became lonely and pondered."

"Cut a wisp of melancholy to cover one's eyes and make people blind."

"Today's people have broken their intestines. Today, each side has its own side."

Chang Bo Wen sat down on the stage and listened to the song for the second time. He was not so shocked as he had been. However, the worship in his eyes had never been reduced.

What about hou Lei and Shi Feiyang?

Both of them grew up and looked at Ye Mo on the stage. They reached out and quietly pulled Chang Bo Wen. They asked, "Bo Wen, is it really Ye Mo on the stage? Are you sure it's not his twin brother? "

"Nonsense!" Chang Bo Wen is enjoying music. He is disturbed and unhappy, but he still answers.

It was quiet under the stage, no one spoke, for fear of destroying the present feeling. The melody that has never been heard, combined with beautiful classical words, can be called the sounds of nature!

"Is there such a genius in our college? Secretary Wang, is he a freshman in the music department this year? "

An old woman with white hair looks at Ye Mo on the stage in surprise and asks Wang Haifeng.

Wang Haifeng shook his head with a wry smile and said, "no, he is a major in classical literature."

"No way!"

The old woman opened her eyes in shock and said, "how can such a good music genius become a student of classical literature? No, you must throw him to our Conservatory of music!"

"There may not be any way. He is also a visiting professor in medical school! So when he first chose a major, he chose a major with few courses. "

Wang Haifeng looked at her with a bitter smile and could only tell the truth.

This time, the old lady has no way to speak. She has been shocked. Now she can not only sing, but also the youngest visiting professor in the history?

What on earth would you not do with this kid?

Wang Haifeng helplessly looks at Ye Mo on the stage, and his heart is filled with emotion.

A song is soon over. Ye Mo is about to bow down and take a curtain call. However, he is suddenly stopped by the crowd. The applause is thunderous, and all of them are still shouting.

"Not enough, not enough! Sing it again! Sing it again

Ye Mo is a little helpless. Now that he has finished singing, is he going to sing again?

Looking down, he saw Wang Haifeng. He laughed at himself and indicated that he could do it again.

Seeing this, ye Mo had to say to the microphone, "OK! I'll sing it again! "

As soon as the voice dropped, the gymnasium, which was full of applause, suddenly quieted down, followed by a familiar prelude.

A song didn't last long, and it was sung again soon, but we still didn't want to let him go. We kept shouting for another song!

"This song has been sung twice! Do you want to listen? " Ye is helpless.

"Then change it! Change it

In fact, ye Mo's voice, which does not attract people's attention, is the kind of voice that does not attract people's attention.

In the end, there is no way. Ye Mo is worried about the accident, so he has to sing two other songs in succession, but this time it is no longer original, because the original song is only one.

"All right, all right! This is really enough, I have sung four songs! Let's not forget that there is also a finale, the performance of Murong, the prince of piano

"What piano prince! We don't know! Just want to hear you sing

As soon as he said this, all the people on the stage agreed with each other. Murong Hai, who was standing behind the scenes, was blue and red. His hands were clenched tightly. When he saw Ye Mo coming towards him slowly, he wanted to jump on him and bite him to death.

Don't say how to sing, is this original song, you can beat yourself, let alone, he sang so good.

However, at this time, the people arranged by themselves had already moved the piano in their own home, and they had to make a move!

No way, he had to brazen to the stage, forced to put on a sunny confident smile.

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