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After being depressed for a while, Yan Chu quickly regained his calm.

Isn't it a spirit stone?

The big deal is to ask Li Fugui again!

Also, the secret realm of the Lost City is still there. This time, the Thunder Faction won the championship at the Tianluo Conference.

So, Yan Chu began to play with his mobile phone.

There is no difference between the mobile phone and the cognition before his crossing, but the performance and quality have become better. This is the effect of the system's magic change.

Because there is no other software, Yan Chu just tried some functions such as taking pictures and videos. He found that the camera function of the mobile phone is very powerful, and he can really take a picture of what the moon looks like.

After playing with the phone for a while, Yan Chu set the alarm clock for 6 o'clock in the evening.

He had been working really hard these days. Not long after he put down the phone, he fell asleep and waited until six o'clock before he was woken up by the phone.

When Yan Chu woke up, he went downstairs with great interest, because Li Fugui had asked Hong Shi to help organize the celebration banquet.

This time, the disciples performed very well in winning the championship, and they must celebrate well.

As soon as he walked downstairs, Yan Chu heard the harsh sound of the flute, and as expected, Shen Wen was sitting on the first floor playing the flute.

Shen Wen's blowjob skills, learned from Yasuo, can forcefully blow a suona with a blowpipe. Yan Chu feels that he must lie down and listen to express his respect for Yasuo Shen Wen's blowjob skills.

The other disciples had already gathered on the first floor to take their seats, and at this time they all covered their ears and hesitated to speak.

They are also embarrassed to interrupt Shen Wen and ruin his Yaxing...

However, Li Zeyang, who is the second senior brother, has no such concerns at all.

He went straight to the stage and blocked the vent of the xiao with his fingers, so that Shen Wen almost died, and opened his eyes angrily.

"Junior Brother Shen Wen, you are tired too. Can you give me the next time?" Li Zeyang laughed.

Shen Wen wondered: "Second Senior Brother also wants to play flute?"

"Bah, what kind of flute do I play, brother, I want to sing!" Li Zeyang said, "I remember when I was in Yong'an City, when I was bored and sold gluten with my father, my father let me sing to attract customers, and after a while, everyone called me For... gluten bro!"

Yan Chu, who was still on the stairs, almost fell off the second floor when he heard Li Zeyang say so.

Li Yuanfang coaxed from below: "It's a coincidence, I used to practice singing outside the moat of Yong'an City. Every time I sing, the moat would always make waves. Over time, everyone called me - Brother Polan!"

Yan Chu was speechless again, a gluten brother and a waver brother, the two of you together can sing the dead alive.

Johnson felt that he should have said a few words at this time, but he really couldn't sing.

He thought for a while, and suddenly said, "Why don't we all sing the door song of our sect together!"

"Hey, this is good!" Li Zeyang immediately agreed, "Then I'll give everyone a head! Cough cough... Thunder, my cultivation base is sky-high..."

"Stop!"

Just as Li Zeyang spoke, Yan Chu ran down from the second floor.

On this occasion, there are obviously more interesting songs to sing!

When everyone saw Yan Chu, they quickly saluted: "I have seen the head!"

"Master, we are about to sing the door song!" Li Zeyang said.

Yan Chu smiled: "I won't sing the door song today, I will teach you another song."

When everyone heard this, they were all curious, and Ye Lishang asked, "Master, did you write the song yourself?"

"Of course!" Yan Chu said cheekily.

Xiao Keqing smiled disdainfully: "Master, don't just drink, eat some peanuts."

"...Elder Xiao, do you dare to question the literary grace of this seat?" Yan Chu suddenly refused.

Mu Qingqian, who was on the side, pulled Xiao Keqing's shirt, and reminded in a low voice, "Elder Xiao, the head of his writing is very good."

"Qingqian, isn't it, you think so too?" Xiao Keqing said in surprise.

Mu Qing smiled lightly: "The headmaster has written a few poems, but I haven't seen any works that surpass the headmaster."

Xiao Keqing expressed doubts, but she knew that Mu Qingqian seldom lied, especially it was impossible to help Yan Chu lie...

Mo Yanli was very interested in singing, and immediately said: "Master, what song are you going to sing, please sing it to us!"

"Everyone is listening!"

Yan Chu took a deep breath and began to brew his emotions.

Just as he was about to sing, Shen Wen held the xiao and said, "Master, this disciple will accompany you."

"Let's play while playing!" Yan Chu glared at Shen Wen and asked Johnson to take Shen Wen's Xiao away.

Shen Wen's face was full of grief and anger, and an expression of underappreciated talent.

At this time, Qianji Yuge and Gongsun Yi also came to Lanyuelou, and when they saw that Yan Chu was actually ready to sing, they quietly sat in the back row.

Yan Chu reconsidered for a while, and then slowly sang:

"In the beginning, I was a naive and crying child.

Ten years later, I finally realized that as long as you do your best, it doesn't matter if you fail. "

As soon as Yan Chu opened his voice, the originally lively Lanyuelou was instantly quiet.

Although there is no accompaniment, only Yan Chu's singing voice, but everyone can hear the words in the song more clearly, and can feel the charm of the words more.

Everyone couldn't help but ring, the time when they had just started.

"In the blink of an eye, everything has changed, a new starting point and a new world are in sight.

I have been injured and shed tears, so what happens this time when I am crazy for my dreams. "

"Run, proud boy, there is firm belief in the young heart.

Burn it, proud blood, I will sing the victory song again! ! "

Yan Chu's singing reverberated in the wide Lanyue Tower, like a match, igniting the entire grassland, and everyone's hearts were on fire!

The disciples of the Thunder Faction are a group of young people who are just starting out. Their future has infinite possibilities, and Yan Chu has given them infinite passion!

It seems that as long as there are Thunderbolts behind them, they can let go and fight!

This... this is the proud boy! !

"Run, proud boy, there is firm belief in the young heart.

Burn it, proud blood, I will sing the victory song again~~~"

When the singing fell, all the disciples looked at Yan Chu, Ye Lishang and other female disciples in a demented way, and even showed Yan Chu's eyes like a little fan.

Sing so well!

Yan Chu looked at everyone and knew that everyone still needed an emotional outlet.

So he said slowly:

"Remember, thirty years Hedong, thirty years Hexi, don't bully young poor!"

After hearing Yan Chu's last words, everyone felt goosebumps all over their bodies, as if there was an invisible hand pushing them forward.

The head is not only a powerful and terrifying realm, but also unparalleled in poetry, and he can even sing so well!

Xiao Keqing's face was a little red, and her breathing was even more rapid. She admitted that when Yan Chu was singing just now, she couldn't help but be moved!