I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

The song of Oriental Snow fell, and the fans cheered loudly at the concert.

After she sang, she did not leave as usual, but stayed in the same place and solemnly introduced a singer who was about to appear.

The audience at the concert was very surprised.

Because the singers who usually come to help the boxing are directly announced by the staff.

Oriental snow is usually sung and left, like the same gust.

Today, she actually left to introduce the person, which is very abnormal.

Almost all the audience were full of curiosity, wondering what a singer was, and let Oriental Snow personally introduce it.

Then, from the words of Oriental Snow, the audience had the most intuitive impression of the upcoming singer.

He is a new debut singer and he has great potential!

The song he is about to sing will surprise all the audience!

The Oriental Snow exited, and she handed the microphone to An Lin, looking at him with an encouraging look, and whispered: “Come on!”

An Lin smiled nodded, then stepped forward and came to the center of the stage.

As soon as he appeared, there was a warm cheer on the scene.

If you don’t stand here personally, you can’t understand how shocking the cheers are.

The cheers of 80,000 spectators cheered him up.

The burning gaze of 80,000 spectators made him nervous.

The white glow stick dances rhythmically, like a vast world of ice and snow, and like the boundless white ocean.

An Lin first experienced this big scene, when he realized that it was a feeling of standing on the stage and facing 80,000 spectators.

“Hello everyone, my name is An Lin.”

“Next, I want to sing this song, the name is “Dao Zang.””

An Lin looked at the white ocean ahead, calmed his mind and slowly started talking.

When this was said, it immediately caused a huge sensation in the audience.

“God, I didn’t get it wrong, this singer actually wants to sing at the snow and snow concert?”

“This is what Snow and Snow said to surprise us? It won’t be scared!”

“Who is An Lin, is there a singer in China?”

“I still care more about what song is “Dao Zang”, the content should not be that Taoist classics…”

“I have to look at it, the man can sing something to sing.”

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Not only did the audience at the concert have a lot of arguments, but even the attention to An Lin’s oriental snow behind the scenes was shocked.

How could An Lin choose a song she had never heard before, and still sing it… What the hell is it! ?

“Sister Liu, what the hell is going on?” Dongfang Xueliu eyebrows wrinkled, coldly started talking.

Liu Jie was also full of faces at this time, and immediately replied:

“This is strongly requested by Mr. An Lin. He said that he can hold the audience…”

“Can the singer hold the audience?” Oriental Snow looked at the silhouette in front of the stage, with a worried expression in his eyes.

This is not a campus singer competition, but a concert of 80,000 spectators. Can it really be such a play?

At this point, An Lin stood on the stage.

He ignored the audience, the waves of talk like the waves, adjusting the breathing, and then slowly opening:

“The imaginary is quiet, everything is done, and the things are returned to their roots. Everyone is as strong as the spring, and I am solo, I am not a child like a baby…”

Clear and with a little magnetic sound, floating in the entire concert.

An Lin began to sing, and 80,000 spectators heard his voice.

In this way, a total of 80,000 spectators at the concert, tens of thousands of faces…

“Oh my God, what the hell is he singing, how can I not understand it…”

“Well, you are not alone!”

“I feel that I am listening to the Bible, is this the lyrics?”

At this time, some of the more knowledgeable audience exclaimed:

“I understand this lyric, I really come from the statement in “Tao Zang”!”

When An Lin started, the audience was full of excitement and the voice of discussion continued.

Not that they are of poor quality and do not respect the singer…

But this song is really amazing, too many slots!

But when they hear the lyrics, when they feel the melody.

Somehow, their hearts slowly began to calm down.

“Hey, this melody feels good.”

“Oh… don’t make a noise, don’t bother me to listen to the song!”

“…”

The singing is accompanied by a wonderful melody that flutters throughout the venue.

Although many people don’t understand what An Lin is singing, every syllable, every note, seems to flow really in their hearts, giving them a special sense of mood.

The concert began to become quiet, and people stopped talking.

The only thing that exists in the arena is An Lin’s beautiful singing voice.

However, at this moment, the sound of the piano suddenly sounded.

It is like a mountain spring coming from the valley, perfectly blending into the song of An Lin, bringing the music of the scene into a higher mood.

An Lin looked at the stage, a white clothed female was swaying the ancient zither.

The beautiful and melody of the piano blew out from her fingers.

It seems to be flowing through the heart, soft and quiet, soft and comfortable.

This is the sound of the Tao, which is an accompaniment to An Lin.

The woman squinted at An Lin playfully.

An Lin is slightly startled.

The beautiful white clothed female in front of him is Xu Xiaolan.

Like a heart, the two smiled.

The singing and the music sounded again.

The sound of the fingertips flowing, like a butterfly that has been pleading for a word, flutters with agile wings and crosses between life.

The clear and melodious voice contains a thousand words, and the road is inexhaustible, but it is searched up and down and flows between the rings.

It can’t be described as a kind of melody. It is so wonderful that it doesn’t look like a human song.

It sounds in the air and constantly washes the hearts of 80,000 spectators.

Not only the audience on the field was intoxicated, but even the Oriental Snow and Tian Lingling behind the scenes were intoxicated.

I don’t know how long it took, and the last ending ended.

The song slowly descended, and eventually disappeared with the wind, disappearing.

Just as the butterfly went away, it was like the end of the way to seek the way, and finally ended slowly.

At the end of the song, the sound is endless.

Tens of thousands of viewers have not been came back to his senses for a long time, still immersed in the previous mood.

An Lin and Xu Xiaolan held hands and screamed at the tens of thousands of spectators at the concert.

“pā pā pā 啪…”

I don’t know who it is, suddenly I raised my hand.

Then, the audience put down the light sticks in their hands and began to applaud.

No waving sticks, no cheers.

All people seem to have a tacit understanding.

I don’t want to use light sticks and cheers to destroy the remaining mood.

Everyone uses the purest way to express their feelings.

For a time, the entire concert scene, the applause resounded through the clouds!