An Lin finished singing the song with the most sincere feelings.
You don't need any superb singing skills, or even blend into your own Dao realm. The song itself fits this world very well.
After the song is over.
Everything is back to normal.
There is a gorgeous and luxurious Hongmofang, which seems to stand forever in the mainland.
There are lights that are warmer and more beautiful than the stars.
There were audience members who couldn't make a sound, and Gu Qiu whose eyes were red at some point.
An Lin bowed to the audience.
The audience applauded back.
"Thank you." The Red Emperor said softly.
"Thank you too, for allowing me to see the most splendid art civilization in the ancient domain of the ancient times." An Lin also said softly.
"You know everything?" Hong Huang was a little surprised.
An Lin pointed to the special garland on his finger, and said with a smile, "Didn't you tell me this on your own initiative?"
"I also saw that you are special, so I just tried my luck. People who understand will naturally understand. If you don't understand, at worst, it will be regarded as a beautiful work of art." The Red Emperor laughed.
An Lin knew that the Red Emperor already knew that he was from the Continent of Absolute Beginning.
The garland on the head has eternal power, and it is specially used to preserve some information, some information about culture and art. It is like a USB flash drive with a huge amount of information, carrying the USB flash drive of a continent's remaining civilization, which is extremely precious.
The show is over.
There was warm applause again.
But no one cheered anymore.
No one wants to destroy a particular meaning.
An Lin also slowly left the stage amid applause.
At this time, he was tapped lightly on the shoulder again.
An Lin saw that Gu Qiu was following him lightly, with a tinge of blush on his gentle and beautiful face.
"That... Dabao, I want to ask you one thing."
The woman looked at An Lin nervously.
"Gu Qiu, but it's okay to say." An Lin had a casual expression on his face.
"The song you just sang is very good."
"So... can I write a word with this song?"
Gu Qiu looked at An Lin with a pair of clear autumn water eyes, and asked with some expectation.
An Lin was stunned, and wrote a word with a song? What is this operation.
"Can't you?" Gu Qiu saw An Lin's expression was a bit disappointed.
"Of course." An Lin said with a smile.
Hearing this answer, Gu Qiu finally raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Thank you."
An Lin really didn't expect that Red Ink Square was so conscious about the art copyright, that a person who didn't even sing a cover, just created a word based on this song, would even take the initiative to ask the singer what he meant.
This little thing made An Lin like this Red Ink Workshop even more.
"Brother Dabao, I didn't expect you to really do it. You did everything you said. From now on, I will be your die-hard fan!" Ying Bao took the initiative to trot to meet An Lin and said excitedly.
"I never brag, after all, I'm already pretty awesome." An Lin smiled.
Yingbao glared at An Lin, and said angrily, "Brother Dabao, don't swear, you are a top artist now, you have to pay attention to your image!"
An Lin smiled and said nothing, he didn't have any burden of being an idol.
In the beginning of the continent, he was deified into what he looked like, and he still lived as he wanted.
Anyway, even if you pick your booger while walking on the street, you will be praised for your elegant movements, informality and other fine qualities.
At this time, the artists in the background all rushed forward and congratulated enthusiastically.
Compared with the previous clinging conversation, they are now more in awe, for fear that An Lin will be in awe of some people who will settle accounts after the fall.
With An Lin's current status, wouldn't it be easy to get any artist other than the top card? You must know that many of these people have treated An Lin coldly, even with cynicism.
And Jin Feihong's younger brothers even insulted An Lin. This is such a big deal, what's the end of insulting the top card? They shuddered when they thought about it. At this moment, they could only try their best to please, or hid in a corner and shivered.
An Lin naturally ignored them.
It's just a bunch of little guys, it would be too cheap to chase them down.
"Master Honghuang, Jin Feihong and the others made things difficult for me, beat and insulted me when I came, you have to make the decision for me!" An Lin pointed to the few people in front of him, with a sad and worried expression on his face.
"Oh? There is such a thing?" The Red Emperor was stunned for a moment.
Jin Feihong's legs went limp on the spot, and he shouted, "I'm wronged! Lord Honghuang, I just threatened Liu Dabao a few words, and didn't beat him!"
"How dare you threaten the top brand of Moulin Rouge?" The Red Emperor raised his eyebrows.
Jin Feihong: "???"
Jin Feihong's younger brothers were so frightened that they knelt down and begged for mercy.
The rest of the trainees and famous brands also distanced themselves from Jin Feihong and made trouble.
In this way, Jin Feihong and a group of younger brothers were taken away by the order of the Red Emperor.
Liu Dabao is the top brand of the Moulin Rouge, and he is the top brand with a bright future. It is just a famous brand. Even if it is a top brand, if it offends the top brand, it will only suffer. The Red Emperor should give An Lin a sigh of relief.
An Lin felt comfortable all over.
Before him, Jin Feihong had bullied countless artists. If it weren't for An Lin, he would have been bullied by that bastard. Now that Jin Feihong is being punished, it can be said to be a great joy!
At this moment, there was another commotion from the background.
A majestic voice came.
"The White Emperor is here!!"
Immediately afterwards, a fat dragon man walked over swaggeringly.
Beside him was a son of the White Emperor who had just called out "The White Emperor is here".
Baihuang is the head of the sixth district, and his arrival made all the artists a little nervous.
The fat man of the dragon clan walked proudly in front of the stunning woman in red, and then showed a touch of respect, and slightly saluted: "Red Emperor."
The Red Emperor bowed back: "White Emperor, I don't know what you are doing here?"
Before the White Emperor could speak, his son pointed at Su Chan and said excitedly: "I want to take her as a concubine, and I ask the Red Emperor to agree!"
As soon as this statement came out.
Everyone was shocked.
Su Chan's cold appearance was even more difficult to maintain, and she couldn't help taking a few steps back.
"This..." The Red Emperor looked embarrassed.
"Why, Su Chan is not the top card, why is there any hesitation in the Red Emperor? Don't worry, if she marries into our Bai family, it is considered a carp leaping through the dragon's gate. We will definitely not treat her badly." The White Emperor said directly.
An Lin on the side blinked, and couldn't help complaining: "I'm a dragon in the first place, so how can I jump over the dragon's gate?"
All the artists were shocked, Liu Dabao dared to contradict the White Emperor face to face? !
Hearing this, Baihuang immediately turned his gaze to An Lin.
His son even shouted excitedly at An Lin: "Father, I want him to cook for us! Even if it's the top dish, I want it too. The dishes he cooks are so delicious!"
An Lin sneered and said, "Little fat man, don't think about eating too much, look at your balls, it's time to lose weight."
"You called me fat?!" Panglong suddenly showed anger when he heard this, "Do you know who I am? It's your honor to cook for us!!"
An Lin glanced at the fat dragon coldly, shook his head and said, "You are not worthy."
(end of this chapter)