The National Male God of System Rebirth

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It was better than the songs he had heard outside when he went out, so good that he could make people forget everything.

The more he listened to his songs, the more Dai Zuan didn't understand why he came here, even if he wanted something or a book, he asked him to go out and buy it.

He seemed terrified of going out.

Dai Zuan didn't understand, but he still remembered the one who came here three years ago and vented to the stone wall.

When Dai drilled out later, he knew his legend.

He is Shu Cheng, a legendary genius, but a well-known liar. He has heard all kinds of rumors in the city, but he who has been with Shu Cheng doesn't believe it.

He didn't know what was going on, he only knew that Shu Cheng was very serious about music and creation, and he could be heard practicing various languages ​​in the room from time to time.

This time, the substitute diamond is going to participate in the competition.

He really hopes that he who taught him to sing can come to the finals to watch him.

Shu Cheng's singing voice should not be only here.

His legend should not be insulted.

Dai Zuan has watched Shu Cheng's previous singing video, and he has to say that it is really good and excellent, but Dai Zuan can say with certainty that Shu Cheng is even better now.

...

in the room.

"Not enough, keep practicing!"

"What the hell are you singing? No emotion at all, start over!"

Shu Cheng didn't refute or comment.

start over.

It has been three years, which is equivalent to thirty years of learning in the system space.

Still working hard to practice under countless top-notch teachers, Shu Cheng remembered a certain handsome face in his memory, and his belief became more firm.

Wait... wait.

Soon……

She is going home.

...

Standing not far from the door, the man looked at the closed door with eyes as deep as the vast starry sky, his eyes were as dark as the sun.

He looked up at the sky, "Three years, when will you come back?"

"Patriarch, the promotion of the Youth Singing Contest has been completed."

"Dai Zuan left?" Rong Junyi's voice was low, and his thin lips parted slightly.

"yes."

Rong Junyi looked at a certain door and fell silent.

Children would not want to let themselves see her like this, it really needs to be educated.

He understands the pride of a child.

But after three years, it's time to go home.

The two people who are separated by a door are missing each other.

...

A few days later,

In the "Youth Singing Voice" audition competition, a sixteen-year-old boy was born, and he attracted everyone's attention as soon as he appeared on the stage. The audition alone shocked everyone.

A week later, in the first round of the competition, Daizuan sang an original song, and with his perfect voice and absolute strength, he became the object of competition among all the instructors.

The euphemistic lament melody, accompanied by heart-pounding lyrics, sang into everyone's heart.

Dai Dian seems to have a magical power, seemingly inconspicuous, as long as you sing a song, you can bring people into a kind of emotion. All the images in the lyrics are painted into a painting, allowing everyone to wander in the painting ,appreciate.

Zhou Ziqian, the famous mentor and song king, shouted: "Come to my team!"

All the big names in the music scene scrambled for the first person: "Come to my team!"

Various conditions are open.

Dai Diamond stood calmly on the stage, holding a microphone.

A lot came to mind, the young man who was flamboyant in the video, the young man who was hiding in the countryside practicing singing silently.

That him, always looks like a boy.

"Sorry." Dai Zuan bowed to all the mentors, "I came here not only to prove myself, but also to prove my teacher. As for who he is, I will not say for the time being, and I will not choose any mentor."

"No one is qualified to be my teacher except him."

For a while, the audience was in an uproar.