The audience couldn't help but vomit blood. Seriously, did you lose? !

  Dare to say so much before to make us play? !

   "I'm going, now I really want to hit someone!"

   "This Theking actually deceives the baby's feelings like this?!"

   "I have never seen such a game!"

   "Frequent steals? Black hands on fistulas? Screams in the middle of the night? Fuck the distortion of human nature or the loss of morals. Behind all of this is Theking's routine!"

   "I rely on Yaya, what should I do if I want to hit someone?!"

  "This Nima routine is too deep!"

  "I am getting more and more curious about who this Theking is!"

   "I haven't seen any celebrity playing cards like this! Who the **** is this!"

  Guess the group.

  Jiang Jing laughed: "This theking is too good at playing, right?!"

  Li Junna also made a funny face, "The urban routine is deep, I want to go back to the countryside!"

  Jiang Yi couldn’t help but smile and said, “The countryside has been rectified and the routine is as deep as the sea.”

  Jiang Jing answered: "Haha, let me also say that the rural roads are also slippery, and the routines are more complicated."

   "I will come and I will come too! The countryside is also beautiful, with various tricks."

  ……

  The lights were dimmed, and the audience's discussion voices became quieter. The audience fell silent, the music sounded, and Theking picked up the microphone.

   "The lights in the room are off,"

   "You can cry with confidence,"

  "It’s bitter like a movie,"

   "There is another bitter character in the plot."

  Heavenly King Jiang Yi frowned slightly at the beginning, tapping the belly of his index finger on the table with rhythm.

  Deng Fuling is obviously also not satisfied, the quality of this song is obviously much worse than the first few songs of Theking.

   Jiang Jing didn't feel anything.

  Li Junna stared at the white figure on the stage thoughtfully.

  ……

  Theking went on to sing:

   "You finally made a choice,"

   "Unfortunately I am not qualified."

   "A moment of loneliness in the early morning,"

   "I am helpless in the face of loneliness."

  The audience in the audience listened carefully to the song.

  "This is too far from the quality of Theking's previous songs!"

   "Theking song, I don't like it anyway."

   "It doesn't sound good, it doesn't sound good! It's so much worse than other songs, right?!"

   "I think it's not bad! It sounds good!"

   "It doesn't sound good, I don't like this."

  "Not bad! After all, he is not a real theking!"

  The thin lips of Rong Junyi in the audience slightly aroused. The child probably just wants to do things for fun, and he is really happy without too much trouble.

   "What's the matter, I hum this song in confusion?"

   "Memory is like a sharp knife with a knife,"

   "Scene stings."

   Shu Cheng closed his eyes and sang:

   "I'm too serious, I admit that I lost,"

  "The rules of love that I lost to you,"

   "The harder you try to forget, but the harder you are,"

   "Too deep, I really can't bear it,"

   "Love is crazy enough to retreat,"

   "Remember the love songs you love to listen to."

   Shu Cheng put down the microphone, but the applause was not as strong as before.

  The audience's response was not great.

  "I still prefer "Chasing Dreams" and "I". I don't really like the two songs today, and I am a little disappointed with theking."

   "Me too, since I watched the last issue, I still look forward to what better performance theking can have!"

   "That's right! I feel that theking is really arrogant!"

   "Actually I think "Confession Balloon" is very good!"

  Shu Cheng felt the emotions of the audience, but didn't feel anything in her heart. Her eyes narrowed slightly and the corners of her lips became deeper, which is fun.