Anyway, Taiyinzi finished listening on his knees right now.
Of course, it wasn’t really kneeling on the ground, it’s just a more intuitive feeling that it wasn’t because this guy sang very badly, he even ran away in the middle of the song, and even started crying at the end, and he almost couldn’t cry at the end.
It was this hopeless guy in his eyes. When he stood on the stage, when he faced hundreds of audiences in the recording studio, and faced thousands of...more audiences in front of the camera, he began to feel hopeless. When you peel your heart with reservations.
This guy began to transform. He was not so shiny that he could flock to him as the messenger of the black soul, but at this moment, there was obviously a kind of attraction.
Apparently, this hopeless wretch... took a step towards becoming a hopeful man.
At the end of the recording studio, his boss showed a smile at this moment. Tai Yinzi knew that his bet might have resulted in more losses than losses.
I didn't expect it to be self-defeating... If I knew he wouldn't have secretly let Zhuge see Nanako's true face, I didn't expect that this would become a trial for Zhuge to be reborn from the ashes.
But human beings are a very magical animal, as long as they undergo a metamorphosis, their spirits and spirits will be completely different. As a monk, he naturally has a way of observing people.
"Master... I lost." Tai Yinzi lowered his head.
The old ghost bachelor, at the beginning, he bet on him quietly in order to win. With a fluke mentality, he felt that even the owner of the club would be beyond his reach, and he would not always pay attention to the actions of the black soul messenger outside. Obviously not.
Tai Yinzi couldn't help wondering whether those black soul envoys in front of him had experienced his situation to some extent, and had their own little calculations.
He followed Black Soul No. 9 for a while, and felt that this 'big brother' had extraordinary abilities, but it was somewhat inconceivable that he could still remain loyal. But then I saw the horror of You Ye... and the club owner's ability to know everything secretly.
It seems that in the long river of time, how many black soul messengers are not without the heart of resistance, but are exhausted by this sense of powerlessness, and in the end they can only single-mindedly walk on the road of no return to performance relief.
"Aren't you planning to wait until Zhuge can deliver his soul before deciding whether to win or lose?" Luo Qiu asked curiously.
Tai Yinzi shook his head and said, "There is no need for that."
Anyway, small actions will be known... I am afraid that next time it will not be as simple as "you once, me once, it's even". Tai Yinzi knew very well that the owner of the club was beating himself a little bit this time.
It's just that, as a five-hundred-year-old ghost, being beaten by this young man made him feel a little awkward.
Is it because I am living more and more and going back... Or I have been trapped for five hundred years, the world is developing too fast, and the thinking mode of modern people is no longer comparable to that of the ancients five hundred years ago.
Be more sincere!
Seeing Luo Qiu turn around and leave quietly at this time, Tai Yinzi was taken aback: "Master, where are you... going?"
"The guest's request has been fulfilled, of course it is to go back."
Luo Qiu rolled the black cane in his hand, then put on his hat, turned around and opened the security door of the recording studio: "There are still guests to see."
Taiyinzi was taken aback, should he continue to look at Zhuge here, or follow him back... Give me an explanation!
Suddenly, thunderous applause erupted in the recording studio. I don't know when someone stood up.
It was like a mushrooming scene in high-speed fast-forward, and one audience after another began to stand up. They gave a loud applause.
The flashes continued, and the applause in the recording studio was deafening. Zhuge felt as if his whole body had been hollowed out, and he sat on the stage paralyzed as soon as his legs gave way.
He did an incredible thing that he had never imagined in his life... This happened in just a few tens of minutes.
But don't know why.
"This feeling... seems to be good." Zhuge had this idea subconsciously, but soon, Zhuge got up, he didn't have time to feel these and respond to the enthusiasm of the audience.
He didn't feel that he belonged to this stage, and there were more important places waiting for him to go.
"Thank you, thank you everyone... I, I'm going to find her. Goodbye!" Zhuge took the microphone, bowed nervously, and ran out of the stage and recording studio in a panic.
"Come on!!"
"Be happy!!"
"Boy!!"
"Good job!!"
Those were the voices of some, who gave way...
…
"It's him! It's this fat man! He knocked me out and took away my chance to be on stage!! I've already called the police!! Arrest you all!! I won't let him go!!"
But Zhuge, who was running in a panic outside the recording studio, suddenly ran into Chen Jiaming who woke up at some point.
his colleagues.
Not only him, there is another colleague next to Chen Jiaming... Is it because I found out that Zhuge was on stage instead of Chen Jiaming, so I went to the backstage and found Chen Jiaming who was sleeping, the reason for waking up
Not only that, beside Chen Jiaming, there were also two security guards from the TV station.
"Don't run!!"
Ghosts don't run away... How could I do such a crazy thing? Zhuge turned around and ran away, not saying how much he regretted it, but just thinking that today was really crazy.
Hmm... It seems that I haven't been chased
Zhuge looked back subconsciously, but saw that Chen Jiaming and the others who had already been chasing him madly fell to the ground at some point. The four of them probably tripped at the same time or something, and all of a sudden they were stacked on top of each other. ... Zhuge saw it, how could he continue to stay, and ran away quickly.
"Grandma's... Old Daoist, I have already lost the bet, at least I have become more hopeful. Let Old Daoist's first performance look better."
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My name is Nanako.
Yes, from the beginning, my name was Nanako.
Ever since I was conscious, I was in a very small place, a dark place where I couldn't see anything. Until one day, suddenly, the world became brighter.
In a rectangular frame, I saw colors different from the darkness... I saw something strange. Later I realized that it was a human face.
Something strange started flowing into my body.
I began to know that my name was Nanako, and the one I met later also knew his name, his name was Zhuge.
Since then, every day, every day, every day, I can see him.
Zhuge will give me a lot of clothes, and will send me food on a regular basis... I don't know what the so-called food tastes like, but they will turn into light and flow into my body, and then I will Feel a sense of contentment.
He will keep talking to me, and he will keep showing various expressions in front of me.
But that magic rectangular frame doesn't open all the time.
When it is closed, I will continue to be in that boundless darkness... Whenever that time, I have a particularly strong thought.
I want that box to open up, to meet that person.