Poverty alleviation variety show goes to the countryside, my talent can no longer be hidden

Chapter 245 Am I... too excited?
Although they were camping outdoors, Zhou Hao did not slack off. He stayed in the tent for a full four hours and updated today's "The Devotion of Suspect X" on time.

And it is an unshakable 15,000 words.

This amount of updates simply stunned the book fans.

"No, there's an update today? I thought it was going to be discontinued!"

"Model worker, let's not talk about this anymore!"

"And it's 15,000 words long. That's amazing!"

"He obviously had countless reasons to ask for leave, but he still insisted on doing it. He really made me cry!"

"It's really a dedication. I suggest other authors learn from it!"

"This book is getting more and more exciting. Fengshen is really good at writing suspense!"

"Damn it, when will 'White Night Chase' be aired? I've been waiting till my hair turned grey!"

"Waiting anxiously +1!"

"+2..."

When he was about to go to sleep, Zhou Hao could vaguely see that the lights in several tents nearby were still on.

I don’t know if he was reluctant to sleep or just not used to it... Anyway, he couldn’t hold it any longer and fell asleep as soon as he turned off the lights.

Although the outdoor camping environment is not as quiet as sleeping indoors, Zhou Hao has already gotten used to it.

When I was in Siyuan Village, I could just lie down on a straw mat and spend the night outdoors in the school playground. In comparison, this was already very good condition.

When he woke up, it was not even daybreak. When he rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked out of the tent, he found that the photographer outside was already setting up the camera.

Zhou Hao was shocked. "It's going to start broadcasting so early?"

"We can't help it. It's the audience's request." The photographer said with a wry smile, "Because it's the last day, everyone wants to see more. We've been petitioning on the official Weibo all night, and it's almost exploded."

Zhou Hao nodded and glanced at the camera, "Has it started yet?"

"Correct."

"Good morning." He waved at the camera, "Don't let your school or work be affected while watching the show~"

The live broadcast room, which was originally sparsely populated with comments, immediately became lively.

【Good morning, husband! 】

【Mom, he smiled at me! 】

[Dad, please help me propose marriage! ]

[So handsome, the more I look at him, the more handsome he becomes. What should I do...]

Seeing the cameraman carrying a camera and moving closer to him, Zhou Hao couldn't help but say, "I'm alone now, and you won't have anything to shoot if you chase me."

"That's not it." The photographer pointed to the lake and said, "There's another one over there."

Zhou Hao was startled. "Who?"

The photographer blinked and smiled somewhat ambiguously.

Xu Lingyue?
Zhou Hao was confused, "You got up earlier than me?"

"Wrong, she didn't sleep all night." The photographer explained: "She sat there all night."

Zhou Hao frowned. What was going on? Was he starting to argue with the song again?
But the problem is...when inspiration runs out, staying up late won’t solve the problem!

After a quick wash with mouthwash and a compressed towel, Zhou Hao stood up and walked towards the shallow shore of Erhai Lake.

It was the last moment before sunrise, and the moonlight was still reflected on the lake, bright and peaceful.

Xu Lingyue just lay on her back on the shore, with her hands behind her head and covering her face with the manuscript paper.

Next to her lies a custom-made guitar, which is her companion when traveling around the country.

Just by looking at this scene, you can tell without asking that this must have been another lonely night.

Nothing gained.

With a slight sigh, Zhou Hao tiptoed to her side and sat down carefully.

The photographer behind him quickly stopped and took a set of close-ups of his back.

Before the dawn, by the Erhai Lake, talented handsome men and beautiful women lie down and sit down, forming a harmonious composition...

This set of pictures can be used as wallpaper!
【Wow, photographer, you know how to take pictures! 】

[Those idol drama directors, come and see how to shoot the atmosphere! ]

[Please get married right here. I'll give you a silver alliance as a gift! ]

[Did Hongdou just lie there like this all night? I feel so bad! ]

[If you really can’t write it, forget it. Why torture yourself like this…]

After staring at Xu Lingyue beside him silently for a long time, Zhou Hao gritted his teeth, picked up the guitar on the ground and put it on his lap.

At the same time, he also called up the system panel in his mind and added all the remaining three ability cards (middle) to "Singing Skills". Anyway, I have to add them to the music festival tomorrow, so it doesn't matter if I add them early or late!

After feeding in three ability cards, his singing skills finally broke through the passing line and reached 65.

But this is not enough, he turned to the entry card (Healing Angel): When performing healing programs, add corresponding infectious power.

This was the mission reward he got in exchange for his six years of teaching. It had been buried in the system warehouse gathering dust, but today it was finally put to good use!
After mounting the attribute card, the ability to sing healing songs directly reaches 80!

Definitely enough!
I picked up the guitar, adjusted the holding position, and tested the sound.

perfect!

Xu Lingyue on the side seemed to have heard nothing and continued to lie there motionless.

The cameraman behind was a little confused.

What is this going to do?
[Don't! We are one family, don't say anything! ]

[Brother, calm down. Hongdou is not guilty of this! ]

[Nimma, I got up early in the morning to watch the show, and you do this to me? ]

[He even plays the guitar. This is crazy! ]

After trying a few notes, Zhou Hao began to dance his fingers skillfully, and a melodious melody slowly flowed out from his fingertips.

There is only one day left before the ban is lifted, so let’s go wild.

It doesn’t matter if people question me. As long as I’m tough enough, what can they do to me?
By the time you’ve gone to great lengths to find evidence to prove your guess... I could have already made the official announcement myself!

This melodious prelude made the photographer team and the audience in the live broadcast room a little dazed.

Does it look like the real deal?
"Listen to the rain falling into the silent forest

Watch the scenery of distant mountains under the sunset
The water droplets on the eaves cover quietly
embedded eyes

The world is like a quiet island..."

The photographers and the audience were all prepared for the ear pain, but when he opened his mouth... everyone was collectively petrified.

Damn it… am I hallucinating because I’m so excited?

Is this still the soul singer?
"…The whiteness of the fish belly rises silently

Wait for the gentle sound of seabirds to raise ripples
Wait for a ray of sunshine to shine through the lake

Shine into my heart

When the wind blows, hoist the sail..."

The photographer was completely stunned. He had completely forgotten about moving around to find the angle and just stared at Zhou Hao's singing.

The live broadcast room was in an uproar.

【? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

[Girls, my computer seems to be broken, but the sound it plays is actually quite nice? ]

[It's not just kind of nice, it's really nice! I'm almost pregnant from listening to it! ]

[Liar, this is a liar! What soul singer, they are all liars! ]

[Okay, okay, I treat you as my husband, you are playing tricks on me, right? ]

[Wait a minute, wasn't this lyric written by Hongdou yesterday? ]

[It seems to be true? 】

[Fuck! ! Does that mean he wrote a complete song from those fragments of lyrics in just one night? ]

[Trivia: He updated a 15,000-word novel last night! ]

[Nima, is this still a human being?! ]

The live broadcast room was in an uproar, but Zhou Hao's singing and playing remained steady.

"Reflections of the Clouds
The waxing and waning of the moonlight

sky full of stars

lost steps

also slowly healed
Four seasons of light and shadow

I saw the shooting stars that cut through the long night
when the wind blows

The sky is clear..."

When the poem was half finished, a breeze blew gently, lifting the manuscript paper off Xu Lingyue's face.

There were faint traces of tears on that pretty face without any makeup.

I’d like to recommend Yu Kewei’s “Go Where the Wind Is”, it’s very nice.

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(End of this chapter)