The fat Ding on the stage didn't pay attention to Chenhui, just beat his own hands, and Chenhui was a little confused when he saw it.
Suddenly, the surrounding light suddenly dimmed, only the lights were still on on the song stage, and the fat Ding's hand that was beating also stopped, and his eyes looked straight at Chenhui and snapped his fingers.
Suddenly, there was the sound of music accompaniment all around, and he took the microphone on the side and began to sing.
Seeing this, Chenhui knew that this fat lady was going to sing to himself, although he felt a little strange, he still found a sofa and listened quietly.
He came here to listen to beautiful music to purify Shumu's horn, and now there is no one around this dance hall, and he can only try it with the voice of Fatty.
The fat lady's voice is surprisingly good, the voice is gentle, and the tone is also controlled just right, and some of the lingering sounds are around.
He sang a very slow lyrical song, and Chenhui sat on the sofa, feeling that the fatigue disappeared instantly, and his eyelids gradually started fighting.
He felt very strange, obviously he had a good rest yesterday, but now he still felt very sleepy, and even his eyelids began to fight up and down.
In the past, he obviously did not sleep for two consecutive days, and there was no such a big ~ reaction.
What Chenhui didn't know was that Fatty's singing voice had a hypnotic effect, and as long as he heard this lyrical song he sang, no matter how energetic people were, they would be sleepy in a room.
What's more, the environment here is very comfortable, surrounded by darkness, Chenhui is lying on the soft sofa, his heart feels very quiet and peaceful, he thinks about taking out the corner of the wood repair to see the effect, but his body is not controlled.
He just wants to sleep quietly now and think about nothing.
The scenery in front of you gradually blurred. The fat people who are close at hand are not very clear.
In the haze, he seemed to see that the fat lady stopped singing, and Kefeng jumped towards him.
He didn't remember anything after that, and he had slept thoroughly.
The fat lady looked around Chenhui for a while without speaking, and went directly up to search and take the horn on his body.
After that, he wanted to leave, but stopped in the distance, his eyes rolled and he thought of a very interesting idea.
Then, he turned back and picked up the brush on the side to write and draw at Chenhui.
········· Ask for flowers…
By the time Chenhui woke up again, the lights in the dance hall had turned on again, but there was still no one, even the fat lady who was on the song stage before.
He rubbed his eyes and began to recall what had happened before, as if he had been sitting here listening to the fat lady singing.
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Singing and singing, I didn't know how I fell asleep.
He thought about it, or let's see how the horns of Xiu Mu are first.
When he listened to Fat Tai sing just now, he did feel that his heart was purified, so Xiu Mu's horns were always placed on his body, and there should also be a little reaction.
When his hand was on his trouser pocket, he began to panic, because he suddenly realized that his horn seemed to have been taken by someone else.
Chenhui looked at the empty trouser pocket, his face panicked, what is the situation, which fat is doing it?
Why did he steal that horn?
Chenhui was puzzled, and when he turned his head, he saw his already 'unrecognizable' face.
He was immediately angry, that fat lady not only stole the horns, but also painted his face like this, what kind of evil fun soil is this! _