Chapter 501: Captured
Ling Pingāan listened to the girl in front of him humming.
He was stunned.
What the f*ckā¦
What kind of godly singing skill was that?
He was completely dumbfounded.
The Big Mac met a genius singer?
He blinked his eyes, feeling that this girlās singing skill was very good.
She could go out and make a record!
The music industry of the Empire needed her!
Oh, how badly had the music industry been ruined?
It was simply unbearable to look at!
It was not until the other party finished singing that Ling Pingāan clapped his hands.
āYou sang really well!ā he said from the bottom of his heart.
āI know someone who can sing very well!ā he thought of the Soul Tavern on the peak of the mountain in his hometownās Park.
The Lady Boss of the tavern was also a very good singer, but what he didnāt know was that he thought his words were very sincere.
However, in the eyes of outsiders, it wasnāt like this at all.
Young Master Ling slowly clapped his hands.
āYou sang really well!ā The corners of his mouth curled into a sneer.
It seemed to be a compliment, but in fact, it was a comment from a high vantage point. Moreover, there was a hint of criticism in the comment.
āI know a person who can sing very well!ā
As Lu Feiāer listened, she thought of her teacher.
She remembered that even her teacher, such a figure, could only lower his head and submit in front of this young master.
Thus, she hurriedly pinched her skirt and bowed. āYoung Master Miao Zan!ā
In front of such a figure, Lu Feiāer knew her position, be it praise or reprimand.
It was something she should bear.
The thunder and rain were all due to the kindness of the emperor, that was all.
As for the people watching from the side, they all smiled knowingly.
āSister Feiāer is fantastic!ā Many of Lu Feiāerās fans could not help but give her a thumbs up and praise in their hearts. āUndeniably, she is worthy of being an empireās singer!ā
In their eyes, everything in front of them was the most traditional scene that had continued since the spring and Autumn period and the Warring States period.
It was especially true for talents, especially the key talents.
Being courteous to the wise and caring for the lowly was already a common script in peopleās eyes.
It was even more so in the art world!
This was because artists were always arrogant, secluded, and slightly strange.
But people would never criticize them.
Because that was their normal way of acting.
If an artist is not arrogant, not arrogant, not deviant, then his artistic achievement is certainly not high!
Art came from life.
If oneās life was not crazy enough, how could one create a dazzling work?
Therefore, all the artists in the world were probably wild and unruly. They were the weirdos in the eyes of the ordinary people who were incomparably arrogant.
Thinking back to those years, the famous people in the Wei and Jin dynasties were all barefoot in the middle of winter, wandering around in the mountains and forests with disheveled hair.
When the sage of calligraphy, Wang Xizhi, was young, when other people came for a blind date, he would bare his chest and bare his breasts, lying horizontally on the east bed.
Legend had it that at that time, he was holding his feet.
In the end, his father-in-law took a liking to him at a glance.
He decided that this child was definitely not an ordinary person and married his beloved daughter.
At the moment, this genius musician only had a bad temper, which was really a normal person among artists!
It was completely acceptable!
And Lu Feiāerās reserved and deliberate flattery was greatly praised in the eyes of these people.
The relationship between a singer and a musician had always been like this.
They needed something from each other.
Moreover, it was also very in line with traditional values.
Singers and artistsā¦
Kings and talentsā¦
Entrepreneurs and scientistsā¦
The relationships had always been like this.
No one would be surprised by the combination.
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Ling Pingāan looked at the woman in front of him who looked like an obedient baby.
He finally became serious.
āMissā¦ you said that weāve met before?ā he asked.
Lu Feiāer nodded. She was about to say, āYoung Master, I just met you yesterday.ā
But she couldnāt say it no matter how hard she tried.
It seemed that someone didnāt want her to say it.
She cleverly chose to hide it.
Ling Pingāan looked at her expression that didnāt seem fake. He seriously thought about it, but he still couldnāt remember when he had met her?
However, this kind of thing was too normal for him, who could hardly remember different faces.
If he was not careful, he would not even be able to recognize his own appearance.
It was normal that he could not remember others!
āThen my memory is too bad!ā Ling Pingāan smiled and replied, āIām really sorry! I hope you wonāt blame me!ā
As a gentleman, he would admit his mistakes and encourage others.
However, he still would not know.
His words, tone, and attitude had a huge impact on Lu Feiāerās eyes and ears.
His tone was high and mighty, as if he didnāt exist in the mortal world.
In addition, there was a faint arrogance at the corner of his mouth.
Normal polite words had completely changed their meaning.
Lu Feiāer quickly bowed again. āNo, donāt worryā¦ā
Ling Pingāan chuckled and waved his hand. āYouāre too polite! Have a seat here!ā
His supposed friendliness, in the eyes of Lu Feiāer and the others, had turned into a high and mighty order.
What he had just uttered surprised many people.
The people could not help but swallow their saliva. āThis is a little too much!ā
This was already out of the script.
Liu Xuande, who had been looking at the thatched cottage three times, would probably be so angry that he would brush his sleeves and leave if he saw such a strange Kong Ming. He would probably not even be bothered to listen to long Zhong, right?
However, Lu Feiāer smiled submissively.
Under the gaze of the crowd, she sat down carefully and prudently.
She was like a good student in front of a teacher.
When the people saw this, they praised, āSister Feiāer, you have the style of a great general. No wonder you can achieve so much!ā
The script then returned to normal.
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Nana woke up from his coma.
He immediately broke out in cold sweat and looked around.
This place seemed to be an empty and strange square.
The square was so foggy that he could not see his surroundings clearly.
He looked up and saw dark red flesh squirming above his head.
In the flesh, there seemed to be something being nurtured.
āPlop! Plop!ā
The sound of a heartbeat.
It made him feel that he was in the body of a strange creature he had never seen before.
However, what kind of creature could have such a square covered in fog in its body?
He swallowed his saliva, after which his body accidentally bumped into something behind him.
āOuch!ā A painful cry rang out.
He turned his head and saw Amon, who had a crowās head and his lower body was tightly wrapped by countless sludge-like things.
āAmon?ā he shouted in a low voice.
His memories were reconnected.
The Lost Realm or the city of Ouroboros was called Zion. Over there, one could see the tentacles that fell from the sky.
Had he and Amon been captured by those tentacles?
He tried to think about it but couldnāt remember what happened next.
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