MTL - Superstars of Tomorrow-Chapter 401 Songs in the night

The stellar cup celebrations were not broadcast live, so many people waited for the media to release some news after the celebration.

The reporters did not let everyone down, especially in Jinzhou. The entertainment reporters did not wait for the celebration to be completely over, and they put a "bomb".

Does Libo know how to silence? !

After singing, I didn’t even blast it, but also finished singing for silence? ! !

The Jinzhou people who saw this news, one hundred do not believe, do not say them, even the family does not believe. After confirming the relationship with Yan Yang, the talents of the family looked at the waves with a look like a new world.

“What kind of stimulation can you learn to silence?” Libo is very curious.

"Is it really forced by the concert?" Libo his father touched his chin and guessed the possibilities. Of course, Li Bo did not intend to manage the application for concerts in other continents.

Libo’s grandfather showed a happy smile: “Not bad, my education is still effective.”

In the eyes of the old man, it must be that he arranged for the ideological education of Libo to achieve results. Sure enough, his old man would educate the children.

As for many fans of Jinzhou...

Do not believe! impossible!

My Dajinzhou first sprayer did not leave a lover to send the nickname "Bomber". The brain was hot and slammed into a pit of chopping. It was a long time ago. How could it be self-mute in such a short time? !

Absolutely misinformation! rumor! !

Waiting to see the video clip released by the organizer of the Stellar Cup, the section about the performance of Libo and Fang Zhao was taken out by many people for careful analysis. I really didn't find a place where the waves were rough. That special aria will not be a false wave.

Fans of Jinzhou, some of them with complex feelings believe that Libo has been transformed, and some are still skeptical, and the rest are...

Do not believe it or not! Don't listen or listen! It must be that the organizer has processed the video file! Official control! My Dajinzhou first spray can't just go offline! Never compromise! !

Regardless of how other people think about it, Yan Yang’s agent has been busy with full expectation. Since Libo can control the silence on the stage of the stellar cup’s celebration, he will be happy to bid for the concert later. Go talk.

After the performance that night, there was a short meeting to let them invite the stars who were invited to get in touch with the students and talk.

The trainees raised a lot of questions. Fang Zhao only chose some of the answers. He can talk to the children and talk about it. No word about military secret information can be said. In addition, Fang Zhao found that many students were very curious about his ears, and he was not angry, but did not respond much.

Signing, taking photos, and exchanging contact information with other guests, when the party calls back to the college dormitory, it is almost zero.

The party called the Nanfeng three of them to go back to rest and walk into the dormitory. At this point in time, the commercial streets of the Imperial City are very lively and bright, but the interior of the Imperial College has been much quieter.

Open the dormitory door, the curls are already at the door, squatting at the tail.

Fang Zhao looked at the automatic feeding machine. The ten kilograms of dog food that was put this morning was already empty.

"Eat so much? Where did you eat?"

Fang Zhao holding the curls, how can not see it. This is a dog that can eat 10 kilograms of dog food a day, worth the amount of food for others for a month.

He used to eat more of the curls. He knows that the curl itself is special, and these all come down to the "special" factor. But after returning from the comet, the appetite of curls seems to be bigger.

"Did you eat too much during the comet to stretch your stomach?"

During the comet, the curls often stole food. In addition to the desert, there were several times to go to the beach. Listening to the south wind, the curls still swam into the sea, what they had eaten, how much they ate, no one knew.

The question can't be asked, this dog will only be embarrassed.

The game console is still open, and the party has turned over the game record inside. It was just playing. It was played last night. Today, no one in the dormitory is in charge of it. No one is taking it out and bending it. It stays in the dormitory, except Eat and drink Lazar, the rest of the time in the game, this time looks quite spirited, it seems that you can play another night.

The game that was previously called for downloading has been cleared. Now I am playing a new level game after I come back from the comet. I am upgrading the Daguai class. It has been addicted to it for a few days.

Putting in a new dog food, Fang Zhao shot the head of the dog, "moderate game brain, excessive game mental retardation, reasonable arrangement, and forgot?"

The curls rubbed their ears and narrowed their necks to look away.

Fang Zhao pulled up one of his ears. "Have you heard?"

Curling, pleading for a good tail.

"You should be lucky not to be born in the end of the century!"

Fang Zhao will not be true with a dog. Although he knows that the curl is now improving, he can understand a lot of words, but he does not treat it with the standard of treating people.

But the lessons are still there. Fang Zhao decided to take the curls out and run more tomorrow, guarding the game machine all day, and the amount of exercise has to keep up.

I found a batch of dog food on the side of the Chauzhou Farm and set some on other farms. This is not enough for the house to eat.

After finishing the dog food, I sorted out the notes I was going to give to Mo Zhen tomorrow. When I was lying on the bed, I was still thinking: 10 kilograms of dog food a day didn’t ring, and I could eat more if I saw the curls. What am I doing?

I also thought about it many times before the party, but I still haven't figured it out.

The world is big, there is nothing wrong with it, is this kind of thing? He can be alive again, so it doesn't seem like anything to have a puppy eating 10 kilograms a day. It is still squatting, saying that going out is too scary.

If you don't understand, you won't continue to entangle, but the party will not sleep well. I always feel that I am singing when I sleep.

Even after living in the new century for so long, the vigilance of exercising in the era of the century has not weakened, but the song did not touch the brain alarm of the call, so it will not wake up immediately, but the brain has begun to subconsciously. Analyze the source of this sound.

Why is there a song in a place so close to myself?

It is in the dormitory, but there is no second person in the dormitory except himself.

Suddenly opened his eyes, quickly clear, and called for a gun that was not used, and walked out of the room silently.

With the current ear force, he could hear it. The voice was just outside the room. Now it is stopped, and outside the room, there is only the movement of the curling game.

The sound in the game console?

No, no.

The audio played by the game or the communicator, and the sound of singing and singing on the spot, can still be distinguished.

There is no light on the outside, only the light of the game console and the screen, the dim interior, the small dormitory, only the party, and the curls that are playing the game.

Fang Zhao confirmed again that there is no second person in the dormitory. But the voice heard in his sleep, Fang Zhao does not think it is his own illusion.

Without going back to the room, it is integrated into the dark environment of the room. The eyes and ears capture everything around him. Any movement can touch his keen nerves, like a hunter in the night, waiting for the next opportunity.

The curls are still immersed in the game, with a game helmet. When hitting the level, I whisper for a while, staring at the monster boss on the screen. If the monster is real, it is estimated to rush to open. Biting.

At the moment of customs clearance, the fireworks appeared on the screen, and at the same time, the song that Fang Zhao heard in his sleep sounded again.

A bit oyster, listening to the strange, the tone is not allowed, but the party can recognize, it is the game of passing music, at this time, from the ... dog mouth.

After another pass, the curls shook his head against the game helmet, and the tail was like a windmill, screaming at the smug!

Less than ten steps away from it.

Fang Zhao: "..."

The psychological impact is a bit big. d