After breakfast, everyone went to their respective live broadcast rooms to sell goods.

Bo Xingzhi was not in a good mood, so he did not participate. He kept sitting in the yard working with his laptop.

Ruan Su wanted to laugh a little, but she also knew that her behavior was too shocking to him, so she forced herself to hold it back.

I sat down in my live broadcast room and started selling goods.

"I listened to a song some time ago and I thought it was pretty good. "Under the Sea" is dedicated to everyone."

She sang a song "Under the Sea". After this song was adapted into a version, it was so beautiful.

Her voice is originally very beautiful, and after her performance, the song became even more inspiring.

The original lyrics are poignant and sad, with a touch of decadence and despair.

But after being re-sung by a certain national group, I became very passionate.

It seems that this group has always had this kind of magic power, and all their works always have strong vitality and singing ability.

Like a conversation in the distance, he said to the lonely siren who repeatedly said "it's too late" in despair:

Too late, too late, you laughed and cried

It’s too late, it’s too late, but I still have to sing to you

Spring rain, summer cicadas chirping, tomorrow will be a good weather

The autumn wind blows, the snowflakes are light, and the four seasons are invisible under the sea.

Ruan Su's voice is clearer and more vital.

When they heard her singing this song, everyone stopped and looked at her blankly.

Bo Xingzhi also raised his eyes from the computer. When it was time to rap, he stood up and began to sing, "

You like the salty smell of the sea breeze, stepping on the wet gravel, and you talk about where people go..."

The man's magnetic voice almost made him kneel down. The two of them cooperated with each other tacitly, and their singing was no worse than that of a certain group.

No one thought they could sing "Under the Sea" so well.

Ruan Su walked up to Bo Xingzhi and stretched out her slim hand to hold his big palm, "So, don't give up. Let's go back in the evening. Tomorrow will be a nice day."

Bo Xingzhi was stunned for a moment, feeling warm in his heart.

Was she...singing it specifically to him?
Chapter completed!