From teaching to superstar

Chapter 255 "The Story of Time" (replenish yesterday)
"Brother Run, don't worry, it's not us who are at the bottom, hehe." Hu Yang said with a smile while putting his arms around Qiao Run.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced lightly at Dongfang Tianyue who was full of disbelief.

"It's impossible. I just saw that many of the people who posted the barrage had the prefix of my fan group. Why do I have so little energy? There must be something tricky."

She looked at the value displayed on her energy bar on the screen in disbelief.

Not to mention Qiao Run's, even Hu Qinglian's and the others can't compare, it's impossible.

"Ahem, Yueyue, everyone said in the group that they want to see your cooking skills, and we are also very curious." Just as Dongfang Tianyue looked at Hu Yang and the others suspiciously, the head of her fan club whispered Said.

Confidence appears to be lacking.

After all, this is selling their idols.
Of course, it wouldn't be said that it was a dirty deal between the colorful jellyfish and them.

"You, you traitors, I am so disappointed." She looked at the fans who were still gloating at their misfortune, speechless.

Then I saw Hu Yang and others covering their mouths and laughing.

He made a vicious expression and said, "I'll give you a chance to live. I'll treat you tonight's supper. You can eat anything."

"Tianyue, we don't want to eat anything, but what you cook yourself." Qiao Run also said cheerfully.

"Sister Tianyue, I feel like I can't wait." Yang Luoluo said excitedly.

Zhou Qingliu also smiled and said, "Hey, although I sympathize with you, please give me a chance to die."

Hu Qinglian looked at Dongfang Tianyue with a bright smile on the side.

"Dongfang, you underestimate our anti-drug ability. Think about how many carcinogens are in the air you inhale every day, and how many harmful substances are left in the food. The anti-drug physique you have cultivated for decades can only rely on your Work hard, hehe!!!"

Populus euphratica looked at Dongfang Tianyue with disdain.

Immediately, the friends in the live broadcast room launched a dense barrage again.

It is nothing more than to support what Hu Yang said, saying that what he said is too good.

Everyone has the constitution of "one hundred poisons are not invaded".

Hearing their words, Dongfang Tian said angrily, "You guys just wait for death!"

Hu Yang and the others said in unison: "We are waiting!"

After speaking, everyone burst into laughter, even Dongfang Tianyue was also happy.

People kept pouring into the live broadcast room, and the barrage sent out made Hu Yang feel a little stuck.

Quickly ask the housing management to set the interval between speeches to 1 minute.

Only then did it flow again.

"If everyone votes for me in the finals, I can consider telling you about the dark cuisine made by Dongfang." Hu Yang took the opportunity to say.

There are many bullet screens like "It's a deal", "It's a deal", and "That's it".
Dongfang Tianyue, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help stretching out his hand and twisting Hu Yang's waist.

"hiss!"

Hu Yang gasped.

"Why do you women like to use this trick? It hurts." Rubbing the soft flesh on his waist, he said with a bitter face.

Qiao Run stretched out his hand and patted Hu Yang's shoulder heavily, which was silent support.

"Let's sing first, Xiao Yang, you are the first, I am the second, Luo Luo is the third, and Tianyue is the finale."

"Did you hear that, it's the finale!" He said arrogantly and looked at Populus euphratica.

Forget it, sometimes you can't reason with women.

Silence is golden and the most correct way to deal with it.

Hu Yang picked up his broken acoustic guitar and sat on the small stool in front of him.

"I'm giving you the song "Story of Time", I hope you like it." Hu Yang lightly plucked the guitar twice and said with a smile.

The name of this song has never been heard by anyone in the live broadcast room. Could it be Hu Yang's new song?
Immediately cheered up.

In Dong Guo Xiuhui's studio next door and Alice's, what they sang were not new songs, but classic old songs.

So the netizens in the live broadcast room thought that Populus Hu Yang would also play classic old songs or his own previous songs.

But I didn't expect this unexpected surprise at all.

Seeing Hu Yang nodded slightly to the side, netizens heard the accompaniment.

[Spring flowers bloom and autumn wind]

[and the setting sun in winter]

【Melancholic youth and young me】

【I used to think so ignorantly】

Populus euphratica's vicissitudes of voice rang in everyone's ears full of affection.

At the same time, everyone was pulled into the former campus.

The sense of the picture is overwhelming.

As if returning to the school days, pretending to be melancholy walking on the school road, lamenting the ruthless changes of the four seasons.
It seems a bit sad for autumn and spring.

【The story of running water taking away the time】

【Changed us】

【Just in that sentimental and first time】

【Youth of Memories】

After Hu Yang finished singing, Qiao Run, who had been sitting in the back quietly listening to his singing, couldn't help applauding.

At the same time, the gifts in the live broadcast room also flew up.

"Thank you everyone!" Hu Yang thanked the camera with a slight bow.

"Everyone, don't continue to buy gifts. I'm satisfied if you can come and listen to my songs."

"If you really like it, pick up your cell phones and vote for me tomorrow night."

Hu Yang said with a smile.

After saying a few more words, he gave up the seat to Qiao Run, and it was his turn to sing for everyone.

"Xiao Yang's "Story of Time" just now is really very good, especially for older people, it has a lot of feeling."

The people in the studio also agreed with Qiao Run's words.

"For the post-00s, you may think so now: This is also called a song! But after a few years, when you listen to this song again, you will sigh like this: This is called a song!" He said with a faint smile.

Netizens slowly savored his words and understood what he meant.

The entire screen is full of dense "666"

What a great way to say it.

The first time I heard it, I didn't know what the song was about, but when I listened to it again, it was already the person in the song.

The thoughts in the song are still there today, and the person in the dream is not seen.

Some songs can only be understood after experiencing and having a wealth of experience.

Otherwise, it is easy to be mistaken for moaning without illness.

This is awkward.

"I won't comment anymore. I'm still waiting for Tianyue to cook the supper herself. Just now Xiao Yang sang a new song, so I'll sing an old song. After all, I can't steal his limelight, right?"

Immediately, everyone was happy.

First of all, what Qiao Run said was correct, the purpose of today's live broadcast is to solicit votes for Populus euphratica.

Secondly, he didn't have a better song than "Story of Time" on hand, and even if he had, he wouldn't sing it on this occasion.

"Everyone, don't hit me, save me some face, my wife is still here." Qiao Run said with a smile.

Yang Xue also appeared in front of the camera in a timely manner pushing a wheelchair, said hello to the netizens, and retreated outside again.

The accompaniment sounded, and Qiao Run's hoarse voice rang in Hu Yang's ears.

I clapped along with the rhythm, and sang along later.

Even netizens sitting in front of computers or holding mobile phones also sang along.

Although the old songs are not as amazing as the new songs, they can more mobilize the participation of fans.

Especially the old songs of heavenly kings like Qiao Run, the popularity of singing is definitely not low.

After the song is over, there are dense barrages that can kill netizens with trypophobia

(End of this chapter)