"You... If you kill me, will the ruling let you go?"
The man in black turned pale and was extremely weak.
"If the ruling doesn't provoke me, it's all right. If it provokes me, even if he is a giant, I will destroy it."
Once this remark was made, his domineering spirit was exposed.
Su Xueqing is full of small stars.
The man in black was shocked.
This is probably the first time he has heard someone say such heroic words in his hundred years of practice.
No more nonsense.
Pooh!
Ye Chen broke the head of the man in black with his spiritual power.
In order to avoid causing riots, ye Chen burned his body to ashes.
The bones of the man in black are gone, and the ashes are flying in the wind.
To solve the problem, ye Chen fed Su Xueqing a healing pill.
Although there is no need to take medicine for this minor injury, who let Ye Chen spoil her? Naturally, there can be no slightest mistake.
……
Walking on the road of the campus, they immediately attracted many people's glances.
After all, both of them are influential figures on campus, especially Ye Chen, who has thousands of campus fans.
They missed Ye Chen these days.
"Ye chennan, I finally saw you. We miss you!"
"It seems handsome again."
"Male god, let's talk to our fans quickly. Recently, nothing has been released at our fan support club."
"Other fans are in a hurry."
Facing the crowd, ye Chen smiled and waited.
These so-called 'fans' will greet and chat with him calmly every time.
In school, ye Chen is a student, not a star.
There is no need for specialization, which will distance him from his classmates.
Fortunately, the students are of high quality, and few people will deliberately disturb Ye Chen, which makes him feel very comfortable.
This time, it seems that they are really a little anxious.
Ye Chen smiled and said, "thank you for your love. Recently, I have been self-taught, so I haven't appeared in school. But the exam is coming soon, and I will always be there in the near future."
"So I can see you every day? I'm so happy."
"By the way, male god. If you have time, write another song. What you wrote for Mao Xiaoyi before is not dyed, and the calories Mu Wan sang. I've been cycling on my mobile phone. To be honest, I'm sick."
Hearing the reminder, people reacted.
There are too many halos of leaf dust.
I almost forgot that he was a musical genius.
"Yes, music talents, make new songs, make new songs!"
Ye Chen is not interested in music. Those songs are all popular songs in previous lives. He just copied them.
I wanted to refuse.
Su Xueqing began to dissuade, "honey, let's write a few songs. I haven't heard your song for a long time."
"Well, then I'll think of some songs."
Hearing Ye Chen's reply, many fans were excited and screamed.
But suddenly.
A sneer came into everyone's ears, and his words were particularly harsh in the midst of praise.
"Hum, it's not a matter of minutes for a real music talent to write a song? It still needs some time? I don't know what to pretend."
Everyone looked back.
It was Fu Zihe, the captain of Jianghai band, who saw the speaker.
Ye Chen remembers him. Su Xueqing performed at the new year's party before. It was he who led the band to strike, which made Ye Chen show dozens of musical instruments and become famous in Jiangda.
Dare to challenge?
I don't know who gave him courage.
Didn't wait for ye Chen to speak.
Fu Zihe was immediately accused by thousands of people.
Dare to blame Ye Chen in front of Ye Chen's fans, it's really death seeking.
"You think you can buy a basket of cabbage on the street."
"It's like you have any good songs. Thank you for being the band leader."
"A really good song needs precipitation. Do you know what precipitation is? I think you know shit."
……
Fu Zihe clenched his fist and glared angrily.
He didn't arrive first. Ye Chen's influence is so strong that even the saliva of fans can drown him.
However, he immediately wanted to open it.
It's easy to break this game.
As long as he is better than ye Chen in music, everything will be solved easily.
Originally, he was not very confident, but recently he studied with a super music composer.
After his teaching, Fu Zihe's creative ability has been greatly improved, which can be called a master level.
"Ye Chen, in ancient times, Cao Zhi wrote a poem in seven steps. Now you and I sing together. Dare you compete?"
"Not interested."
Leaf dust stall.
It's too easy to slap Fu Zihe in the face.
It's easy for his face to stretch out, and ye Chen is too lazy to stretch out his hand to fight.
"You..."
Fu Zihe was angry.
"Don't you dare?"
He also said to many female fans, "look, the male god you like is a loser, and you don't even dare to compete."
Originally, I thought that people would be extremely angry because of this sentence, thus forcing Ye Chen to compete with him. If he was more strict, he might be de powdered.
But the reality told him that he thought too much.
Everyone said one after another.
"Which onion are you? Just compare it if you say so?"
"Yes, there are people like you. If everyone puts forward a competition and the male god agrees, wouldn't he be busy to death?"
"Man God's time is so precious that he doesn't have as much free time as you."
"Besides, isn't the male god winning too few victories? Which one is not far better than you? Come back when you are a few higher levels. You are too childish."
……
"You've gone too far."
A trace of grievance welled up in Fu Zihe's heart.
He just wants to show his musical talent and let more people see it. Why is it so difficult?
And be accused of being a stepping stone for others.
Su Xueqing looked around and found some disappointment on the faces of her fans.
She immediately said, "honey, why don't you compare with him and create some songs by the way, OK!"
Looking at the spoiled suxueqing, ye Chen was helpless for a while, gently scraped her nose, and spoiled her: "well, then I'll compare with him."
"Yeah!"
Hear ye Chen promise.
Everyone cheered and cheered.
They like Ye Chen, but they don't want to bother Ye Chen.
I wanted Ye Chen to agree to the competition, but I couldn't say it.
Originally, I was a little disappointed, but I didn't expect Su Xueqing to be so considerate and take the initiative to persuade.
That's good.
You can hear good music again.
As for the existence of Fu Zihe, no one cares.
He is just an oil head, which can be discarded at will after use.
"Did you agree?"
Looking at some excited Fu Zihe, ye Chen has mixed tastes.
What's wrong with people now?
Is it so happy to be beaten in the face? Has the world outlook changed?
Ye Chen said faintly, "I promised. Please draw a line."
Fu Zihe said with a smile, "well, in order to avoid delaying everyone's time, we will take the way of timing out songs, and everyone will choose one instrument to compose words and music on the spot. As long as the song is complete, it will be successful, how about it?"