The Daily Life of the Immortal King

The strange accent that I don’t know from where I came from is the first impression that Wang Ling first heard the song of the stray singer. Of course, if you let go of these problems, Wang Ling feels that the overall singing is still good, at least the singing is still on…

But to become a true professional singer through the talent show, the youth is obviously not enough.

Wang Ling’s research on music is very limited. It is just a knife with a little guitar, so it is impossible to make a more professional evaluation of the song of the youth.

However, how to stand out in the talent show…

Wang Ling feels that there are several necessary factors.

First, maybe it doesn’t have to be long and handsome, but at least it looks pleasing to the eye;

Second, maybe the sound doesn’t have to be special, but at least it must be recognized. It’s useless to just sing and not sing.

The last third point, and the most important point…that is, the experience of life must be miserable! And it is to be as bad as possible! It is best to be able to listen to the dozen words at the beginning of the story, so that all the audience and the judges will be moved by tears…

Regrettably, the above conditions, this young man does not have.

As a wandering singer, Tang Youning apparently has no plans for his bohemian shape, giving people a dirty feeling at first glance. Moreover, the experience of this young man can not be regarded as miserable at all, at best can only be regarded as a poor singer who insists on musical dreams. Such a person, it is too much to look at the scope of Hua Xiuguo… I want to go into the audience’s sight through the talent show, and at least some people in the family have to be terminally ill!

Wang Ling bites a bit of beef in his mouth, and his heart is fiercely criticizing the current draft show… The young man is staring at the silkworm and rice bibimbap in front of him, his eyes are red: “I really… Not at all suitable as a singer?”

The voice was low and there was a feeling of inferiority, but everyone heard it.

Obviously, the defeat of today’s talent show is a big blow to the youth…

The altar boss turned off the roaring hood, wiped his greasy hands with a rag, and slowly walked over to the youth, patted the youthful, clavicle-skinned shoulders: “Get up, Xiaotang!”

I don’t know if it’s because of the relationship between cooking and cooking all the year round. The boss of the altar is very strong, especially in comparison with the youth, this physical gap is particularly obvious. Wang Ling has no doubt that the boss of the altar can make a little effort and can smash the shoulders of the youth directly…

This store owner is not an ordinary person.

Repairs are at least also in the Gold Core period.

At this point, Wang Ling was aware when he entered the door.

The altar boss looked at Tang Youning and continued to comfort: “Once, there was a great man who said that the birth of a genius requires 99% effort and 1% talent. Maybe your efforts are not enough! So don’t give up what!”

The young man looked up at the boss as if he saw a glimmer of hope: “Is it true?”

However, the boss of this side just finished, Wang Da’s conditional launch opened the poison tongue mode, silently took the words and added: “This famous saying actually has the latter half, do you know? Although as long as 1% talent, but 1 % of talent is the most important thing!”

The boss of the altar: “…”

Tang Youning is almost crying out: “…” You want to say it!

Wang Ling: “…” I’m in the heart, old iron!

It can only be said that Wang Da’s poison tongue skills are getting longer and longer.

This attacking tongue has made the youth have no power to fight.

In this regard, the owner of the altar feels helpless.

However, Wang Dad obviously did not agree with his own poison tongue.

Everyone has heard such a poison chicken soup: there is no difficulty in the world, as long as you are willing to give up…

Wang Dad thinks that since there is no talent for doing things, it is very stupid to continue to persist. Three hundred and sixty lines are the top picks. Why do you have to hang on a tree? Why can’t you hang more times on other trees?

Use the poison tongue to crush the dream… Let the young people recognize the reality and go on the right path. Wang Da feels that this is the correct education and guidance for young people as an elderly person.

“Order, come for a while?” At this time, Wang Da suddenly turned his attention to Wang Ling.

Wang Ling Silence: “…”

“This gentleman, is your son learning music?” The boss is a bit curious.

Wang Dad shook his head: “He was only a high school this year. He learned some guitar in his spare time. Is it a music knife? But I feel that I will work hard again. Half of the music industry is his sooner or later!”

For the half of the music industry, the boss of the altar apparently disagreed. He shook his head and said: “No, no, half of the music industry is the teacher of Wang Banbi.”

“…”

To put it bluntly, the Wang Banbi teacher in the mouth of the altar is also a strange person. Because he once boasted of Haikou in the media, claiming that if he lost him in the rock world, he would lose half of his country… and the slogan of Wang Banbi would That’s it.

Now, this is a bit of a ridiculous statement. Therefore, for Wang Da’s behavior of preaching his son, the stray singer showed his strong dissatisfaction: “I have studied music with the vocal teacher… Your son is just a hobby, and he still says half of it… It’s too exaggerated?”

“Go on! Order! It’s time to show real technology!” Wang Da suddenly gave a thumbs up to Wang Ling, revealing a white tooth.

Ding! – Everyone seems to be able to see Wang Da’s teeth flashing…

Wang Ling: “…” on your mmp!

Wang Ling is of course rejecting it. If you just want him to play the guitar, you can do it, but if you want to play it… the problem is very serious! Because of his setting, he does not speak!

However, under the eyes of Wang Daru’s torch, Wang Ling finally compromised…

First of all, Wang Ling is afraid that Wang Da will refuse to use his own pocket money because he refuses to do so. Secondly, Wang Ling is a bit concerned about the youth disdain.

Then, do you… perform a period?

So, Wang Ling came silently to the corner and picked up Tang Youning’s acoustic guitar. He took a deep breath and felt more nervous than the usual life in school.

Tang Youning held his arm and sneered with the attitude of watching the movie: “Hey, is this nervous? When I sing in the streets, I am not nervous when so many people look at me!”

Wang Ling glanced at Tang Youning with a faint gaze, and the expression could not be traced…

What should I sing?

Wang Ling thought about it…

The popular songs in this world are actually very limited, and Hua Xiuguo does not pay enough attention to music. However, this does not mean that Wang Ling does not hear good music. His Tian Er Tong can be connected to all planes and world lines, just like the radio frequency of the radio.

Thinking for a while in my mind, Wang Ling suddenly thought of a song from other planes that is very suitable for guitar singing…

Holding the guitar, Wang Ling tried the audition several times.

A youthful guitar sounded.

Then, Wang Ling spoke up.