Superstars of Tomorrow

The Stellar Cup celebration performance was not broadcast live, so many people were waiting for the media to release some news after the celebration.

The reporters did not disappoint everyone, especially Jinzhou, the entertainment reporters dropped a "bomb" before the celebration was completely over.

Did Chu Bo know how to mute the sound? !

After singing hi, he didn't say anything rude, and he finished the song with a silencer? ! !

A hundred people in Jinzhou who saw the news didn't believe it, not to mention them, even the Chu family didn't believe it. After contacting Chu Yang and getting confirmation, the Chu family looked at Chu Bo as if they were looking at a new world.

"What kind of stimulation can you learn to silence?" Chu Bo's mother was full of curiosity.

"Really forced by the concert?" Chu Bo's father rubbed his chin, guessing various possibilities. Of course he also knew that Chu Bo's applications for concerts in other continents were blocked by the cultural bureaus of each continent, but he didn't plan to take care of it.

Chu Bo's grandfather showed a satisfied smile: "Not bad, my education is still effective."

From the old man's point of view, the ideological education he arranged for Chu Bo must have achieved results. Sure enough, he is the old man who is better at educating children.

As for many Jinzhou fans...

Do not believe! impossible!

Chu Bo, who was given the nickname "Bomber" by my No. 1 troll in Dajinzhou, whose brain was so hot that he made a fuss about it, had a quarrel not long ago. How could he be able to silence himself in such a short period of time? !

Definitely a misinformation! rumor! !

Waiting to see the video clip released by the stellar cup organizer, the part about Chu Bo and Fang Zhao performing together was carefully analyzed by many people. I really couldn't find where Chu Bo was so rough. That special singing voice will not be a fake Chu Bo.

Among the fans of Jinzhou, some believe that Chu Bozhen has transformed with mixed feelings, some are still skeptical, and the rest...

Believe it or not! Do not listen do not listen! The organizer must have processed the video file! Official review! My No. 1 troll in Dajinzhou can't just go offline like this! Never compromise! !

Regardless of what other people think or think, Chu Yang, the manager, is already busy with anticipation. Since Chu Bo can control the silence on the stage of the Stellar Cup celebration this time, he will be fine with the bid for the concert later. to talk.

After the performance that night, there will be a short meet and greet, allowing Fang Zhao and the other invited stars to have a close contact with the students and talk.

The students asked a lot of questions, and Fang Zhao only chose to answer some of them. He would talk to these kids as much as he could, and he couldn't say a word about the confidential information of the army. In addition, Fang Zhao found that many students were indeed curious about his ears, and he was not angry, but he did not respond much.

After signing, taking photos, and exchanging contact information with other guests, it was almost midnight when Fang was called back to the college dormitory.

Fang Zhao asked Nanfeng and the three of them to go back to rest, and walked into the dormitory by himself. At this point in time, the commercial streets of the Imperial City were very lively and brightly lit, but the interior of the Imperial Academy of Arts was much quieter.

Opening the door of the dormitory, Curly was already guarding the door, wagging its tail and whimpering and acting coquettishly.

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

"Eat so much? Where did all the food go?"

Fang Zhao raised his curly hair, so he couldn't tell that this is a dog that can eat ten kilograms of dog food a day, which is equivalent to what other people eat for a month.

He used to eat a lot of curly hair, he knew that the curly hair itself is rather special, and these are all attributed to the "special" factor. But after returning from Bu Xing, Curly's appetite seems to be even bigger.

"Did you steal too much during the Buxing period to stretch your stomach?"

Curly often ate secretly during his stay in Buxing. Except in the desert, he went to the beach a few times, and heard from Nanfeng that Curly also swam in the sea, what he ate and how much he ate, no one knows.

If you can't ask, the dog can only grunt.

The game console was still on. Fang Zhao looked through the game records inside. He was just playing it just now. He played all night last night. Today, no one in the dormitory took care of it, and no one took it out for a walk. It stayed in the dormitory, except for Eating and drinking, and spending the rest of the time on the game, he looks quite energetic at the moment, and it seems that he can play another night at night.

The game that Fang Zhao downloaded for it before has all been cleared. Now it is playing a new level game after returning from Port Star. It has been upgraded to fight monsters. It has been addicted to it these days.

Putting on new dog food, Fang Zhao patted the curly dog's head, "Moderate games benefit the brain, excessive games are mentally handicapped, reasonable arrangement, and forget?"

Curly drooped his ears, shrunk his neck and looked away.

Fang Zhao pulled up one of its ears, "Did you hear that?"

Curly whimpered and flicked its tail vigorously as if to please.

"You should be glad you weren't born in the dying century!"

Fang Zhao won't be serious with a dog. Although he knows that Curly's IQ has been improving and he can understand a lot of words, he doesn't really treat it with the standard of treating people.

But there are lessons to be learned. Fang Zhao decided to take the curly hair out for more runs tomorrow, guarding the game console all day, and keeping up with the amount of exercise.

I ordered a batch of dog food from Muzhou Farm, and ordered some from other farms. The stockpiling at home is really not enough for curly hair.

After ordering the dog food and sorting out the notes that he was going to give to Mo Lang tomorrow, Fang Zhao was still thinking when he was lying on the bed: Ten kilograms of dog food a day didn't make a sound. What did I raise?

Fang Zhao has thought about it many times before, but he still hasn't figured it out.

The world is big, full of wonders, is this what you are talking about? He can live a new life. Looking at it this way, it seems that it is not a big deal for a small dog to eat ten kilograms a day. It's just that I still have to hide it, it's too scary to tell it.

If you can't figure it out, don't worry about it anymore, but Fang Zhao didn't sleep well this time, and he always felt like he heard someone singing in his sleep.

Even after living in the new century for so long, the vigilance exercised during the era of the century has not weakened, but the singing did not trigger the alarm in Fang Zhao's brain, so he did not wake up immediately, but Fang Zhao's brain had already started to wake up subconsciously. Analyze the source of the sound.

Why is there singing in a place so close to me?

It was within the dormitory, but there was no one else in the dormitory except himself.

Opening his eyes suddenly, Fang Zhao took out the gun that he usually didn't use, and walked out of the room silently.

With his current hearing ability, he can hear that the voice was outside the room just now, but it stopped now, and outside the room, there is only the sound of Curly playing games at this time.

The sound in the game console?

No, it's not.

Fang Zhao could still distinguish between the audio played by games or communicators, and the sound of talking and singing at the scene.

The lights were not turned on outside, only the light of the game console and the screen, in the dark room, in the small dormitory, only Fang Zhao himself, and Curly who was playing games.

Fang Zhao confirmed again that there was no second person in the dormitory. But Fang Zhao didn't think the voice he heard in his sleep was his hallucination.

He didn't go back to the room, but merged with the dark indoor environment, his eyes and ears caught everything around him, and any movement could touch his keen nerves, like a hunter in the dark, waiting for the next opportunity.

Curly is still immersed in the game, wearing a game helmet, when he hits the big boss of the level, he hums for a while and growls for a while, staring at the monster boss on the screen gnashing his teeth. If the monster is real, it probably Rush forward and bite.

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

It's a bit jerky, it sounds weird, and the pitch is not accurate, but Fang Zhao can recognize that it is the pass music in the game. At this moment, it is humming from... the dog's mouth.

Curly, who passed another level, shook his head with the game helmet on his head, his tail flicked like a windmill, just look at that triumphant effort!

In less than ten paces from it.

Fang Zhao: "..."

The psychological impact is a bit big.

See you next year.