Chapter 173

"Can we work together on a track? I hope to be on stage with you for this concert. Don't worry, I won't charge you tickets! " Chen an'er seldom made a joke.

"This... Is not impossible."

Because the other party, their own enlightenment makes the mood sublimation again, at the same time, the understanding of the divine power and the true words is even higher, and the star God is one step closer to the transformation.

With such great benefits, Hanyu Xiaotian can't lift his buttocks and go away.

"Let's try it now! "Chen an'er said excitedly.

After a busy time, everyone was in their place.

At this time, people's eyes to Hanyu Xiaotian are no longer the same. In their first half of life, they have never seen a person who can show the talent of a demon like this young man.

To be able to cooperate with such a person once on stage will be the talk of their whole life.

"I've been playing ethereal and euphemistic style all these years, and this time I want to try to change it!" Chen an'er's eyes burst out with a long-awaited light.

"Oh? Ann, do you want to add a new style song now? After such a short period of running in, will you go to the concert... "

"Nothing! In fact, I've long wanted to try different styles of music. Well, let's start from this one! "

Chen an'er turns her head and looks at Hanyu Xiaotian. Her eyes are so serious.

"I want to play a song about the warrior, about the real strong! Not only their iron and blood martial arts, but also their heroic tenderness, as well as their everything. Is that ok? "

The martial arts are the most mainstream group in China today, especially the real martial arts strongmen. Such business tycoons as chen'an'er family, who have been handed down for generations, are as vulnerable as babies when facing the real strong ones.

Chen an'er, who grew up in such a family, obviously knows something. Under the appearance of meekness and quietness, her heart has been worshiping those who are really strong in martial arts.

It seems to see Chen an'er's inner thoughts. Han Yu smiles and nods.

Really strong ah, that is not the dream of Han Yu laughing in the heart of heaven?

Hanyu Xiaotian didn't move for a long time, and everyone was looking forward to the slightly emaciated figure. They knew that the main melody of the song could only be determined by the teenager.

They are all waiting quietly ～

the sound of the piano is playing, which is melodious and refreshing.

Although the first, or the best time, such as the best wind.

Then the sound of the music suddenly turned, with a metallic texture, connecting the sound of the sonorous swords into a strange musical snowfield.

That is the beauty of power, the voice of the strong!

It's a love story for children and heroism!

The sound of the music has a strong resonance and interaction with the heart of the listener. It is like a flying butterfly dancing in the snow field, dancing with the intoxicating music and integrating into the same snow scene

Out of the piano room, Hanyu Xiaotian returns to his bedroom. He needs to rearrange what he has just realized.

"An'er, who do you think Hanyu Xiaotian is? How do I feel a little confused about him? "

"I can't say that, but he is certainly not the local tyrant you know!"

"In fact, I knew for a long time that he did not have the" temperament "of a local tyrant. The middle-aged men and women I met in the mall that day should be considered as the real local tyrants. "

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