Dragon’s Legacy

Level 4 Conquest!

A accompaniment pours out. Aru, Eunji and Sook are staring at each other with their eyes wide open, and a comment pops up in the chat window.

You activate the Magic Circuit to raise the tune bar to the end.

After the previous period ended, the poem sang a song, caring about the expression. It's because no matter how good a song is, if you sing it with a dull face, the fun you hear is revolting.

[Wow, awesome. Real cool.]

Who said anything about manipulation?]

[Chuckles] It's really cool.]

[Tickets]

[Lounge has gifted 300 Moon Balloons.]

[Awesome, gave you 101 Moon Balloons.]

People who saw and heard the phenomenal talents of the poem began to shoot 100 or more Moon Balloons per unit while constantly chatting without being excited about their enormous, enormous skills. Suddenly, the moon balloon burst like 10,000 won and 30,000 won.

There was a lot of writing going on in the chat window, but I focused on the song rather than worrying about it and tried to get the best out of it.

People who were completely fascinated by the explosive and cool singularity of the poem that was pierced by the sound of it were shooting balloons without their knowledge.

[You kissed me and gave me 500 moon balloons.]

[Don't leave, you got 777 Moon Balloons.]

The song suddenly entered the climax.

“The lonely night, the lonely night.... ”

It was a very high volume requiring notes, but it was incredibly clean. It was not that they lowered their height, but rather that they were just overwhelming. It was more perfect and glamorous than the old Park Chan-kyu.

[It's a man, but I think he'll fall in love. (Huffs)

[I'm a guy, too. It's totally cool. We have to capture this.]

[I love you so much.]

I liked it so much that men were cool, not women. In addition, Augrad, who is a man and in love with him, wrote a great deal.

“…… Thank you for listening. ”

After the song ended, the poem smiled and greeted. As I continued to do this, I was better than before. Even though the limits of the ability to make magical circuits were clear due to the low level of 2 levels, the poetry's original singing skills, craftsmanship, timing, etc. rose to be much better heard and cleaner than the first time. At this rate, any singer who said he was good enough had to give up.

[Oppa, it's really cool.]

[What are you gonna sing next?]

[I was so moved that I almost cried.]

[I actually shed a little tears now.]

[It's really absurd.]

[I love you. Marry me.]

[Kang Ju-hee gave me 1004 Moon Balloons.]

[Kang Ju-hee gave me 2002 Moon Balloons.]

[Crepes gave you 500 Moon Balloons.]

At the end of the song, one to a few thousand moon balloons exploded enormously. I only sang one song, but I already made close to one million won.

“Wow, that's amazing. ”

The premature listening to the poem's song opened his mouth and saw the moon balloon explode, and he secretly vomited a great admiration. The singing skills of the crazy poem shook like a heart exploding as soon as I heard it in front of me, and my eyes fluttered with the moon balloon that burst several thousand times before that feeling went away.

“Hey, that's cool. Big brother, big brother."

Aru said while using strange internet terminology where he saw it, his face was full of pride and pride.

“It's really, really great. Brother.”

He wiped his tears and said. For some reason, as soon as I heard the poem's song, I felt strange emotions in my heart and tried to shed tears. The poem's song was something that stimulated his emotions. My singing skills are so amazing that I can't cry every time I hear them. I never thought the poem could sing so well the first time I met him. He was definitely a nice guy with no awkward charm at the time....

Who's next to you?]

[Is someone with you?]

Next to whom? Girlfriend?

[It sounded like a woman. Are you a girlfriend?]

There were a lot of posts about what Aru said and who was next to the chat window, saying that Aru had slipped into the microphone.

“I know my sisters. They're broadcasting, so I came to see them. Oh, and thank you so much for the moon balloons. I will donate this money to UNICEF and post it on my Serengeti station site. ”

[You're so cool.]

[I'm a man, and I think I really like him.]

[Fantastic.]

The poem answered people's questions while watching the comments, because it was not fun just to continue singing.

[Do you have a girlfriend?]

“Not yet. Haha.”

At the words of the poem, a spark appeared in the eyes of the hidden and the familiar. Although it was a little sad that he didn't think of himself as a girlfriend, it was also a relief that he wasn't anyone's lover yet. The urge to try a little harder and make that poem his own for a day became a huge hurricane in my heart.

[How old are you?]

“I'm 26.”

[According to Jung Eun Bee's article, he's the owner of the cafe.]

“Yes, I'm doing a little café called Cafe Quezron. I'm confident in the taste of coffee, so you won't regret coming here. ”

[Are you preparing to debut as a singer? I heard people are broadcasting to make their debut.]

“No, I'm not interested in the singer's debut. Everything you say about being in a company, debuting in a singer is a lie. ”

You deny any rumors about yourself by answering roughly everyone's questions. I didn't know what the future would be, but I still had no intention of doing anything like a singer.

“It's been a while. The next song goes to Balad. ”

The poem chose a ballad that demanded creativity among the songs that were in the comments of the Nail Fan and even practiced it in advance.

As we played MR and sang songs, the chat came up to make sure everyone only listened to songs this time. That's how much the poem called Ballad stimulated people's sensitivity and immersed them in singing.

The hiding place and familiarity next to me were immersed enough to hear as my eyes turned red, and I looked at the situation with a touching look.

After singing about four songs like this, an hour passed quickly.

[Sing Sung-hoon next time.]

[I heard you sing a good pop song. Try singing a foreign song.]

Now they're asking me to sing songs they want to hear.

It has reached 50,000 viewers for a long time, and close to 100,000 have already watched. However, the audience was growing, not just the trunk, but suddenly the Serengeti site was crowded.

In addition, there were more than 5000 people in the headquarters with a limit of 1000 people, which was possible because they were able to pay for items that could fit into the room with a limit. Apart from the original Serengeti users, hundreds or thousands of people bought the item to listen to the poem. Thanks to this, the chat window was so busy that it went up fast that it was difficult to read.

Glug glug!

Then a phone call came from Sojin. After the song, it was just in time to talk to the viewers for a while.

“Wait a minute. Kang So-jin called. ”

[Oh, Kang Su-jin.]

[It can't be that small?]

[Really?]

You're in touch with Kang So-jin.]

[Both chuckle]]

[I wish I knew him well....]

[I envy Real.]

At the words of the poem, the text spills out as if a chat window were about to explode, blinking as if silver were a surprise. I called yesterday and asked him to teach me the number of the poem, but I didn't know he was going to call me at the time. Recently, I feel that my cousin, Sojin, is not just doing that out of goodwill. I felt anxious.

[Hello.]

[Pope.]

I put the phone on the microphone so that people could hear me, but suddenly I called him Oppa, and he was embarrassed and hesitated for a moment how to answer.

[Oh, yeah. Mr. Sozi.]

[You're watching the broadcast! I knew it! You sing so well. I was so moved that I shed a little tear.]

Sojin spoke to the poet with a loving voice. The audience of the man listening to this conversation was amazed at how sweet the voice was.

[I think I put honey on my voice. How sweet.]

[Ugh, I envy you. I want to talk to him.]

The response to men's envy fills the chat window.

[You want to call us too. Call a date.]

[Date the person who shot over 100 moon balloons.]

[I don't think so. It's not just the people who shot the moon balloons.]

[Then it's hard for you because there are so many people. We have to limit it moderately.]

Women, on the other hand, wanted to make a phone call with the poem, so they asked me to go on a phone date. In the meantime, only the person who shot the moon balloon had to do it, so they were fighting each other. I don't even want to do that.

[Thank you.]

[Then you have one hour left to sing loudly! Cheer up.]

After the call with Sojin, too many chats were posted at once and there was a buffer on the broadcast.

Don't you have a phone date?]

“I'm sorry. I'm still a little embarrassed about it because it's my first time on the air. I'll see what I can do next time. ”

Since he was looking at the chat window while on the phone, he immediately told her that he did not want to go on a phone date.

What's your relationship with Kang Su-jin?]

This was the question that came up the most after the call.

“We used to record dramas at a university near our cafe and bump into each other. Kang So-jin called me today because he liked my song, not the kind of relationship you think. Anyway, I was cheered on by Kang So-jin, so I'll keep going! ”

Since then, the poetry has been focused on songs that should be more creative, such as foreign pop songs and domestic rock ballads.

Every time I sang, I would constantly see moon balloons in my chat window. 100 were now on the smaller axis, with 1000, 2000 or even 5000 balloons popping up.

It was a little after 9 o'clock when I was on the air singing frantically. It was already two hours. I thought it was time to end this. I had to end it with the right line. If I dragged so many viewers for so long, people might feel bored.

Don't you get tired of eating a lot of delicious food? When I gave the impact like this, I had to get out to become a bigger issue.

“Thank you so much for watching my show, 120,000 people. I know this is your first broadcast, and it's been a little lacking and a little lacking, but I'd like to apologize for your generosity, and I think I'm going to step back. ”

[No, don't go. [unclear]

[Please, call me more. I'll shoot more balloons.]

[It's over already? One more song, please.]

[Why only two hours?]

[Anchol, please. Big brother.

When I finished the broadcast, people were asking me to call more, and the broadcast kept buffering.

“Brother, just one more song and we'll finish it. ”

“I think that would be good. That's what people want... ”

Eunji and Familiarity also looked at the chat window and told the poet. Of course, they also wanted to hear more songs, but they couldn't just watch it because the people watching this broadcast were so strongly praying.

“Very well. I'll sing one last encore and then I'll be on my way. ”

The poem sang the last of the hearty pop songs. Thanks to the expression of serious poetry, breathtaking pseudo power, and heartfelt emotions, the chat window was silent for a while, and tears fell from the eyes of the silver and fame, and the aru.

There are many people who sing well, but it is not common for people to put their emotions into a song like this. Those who watched the poem's broadcast were busy chatting because they heard the song and felt discouraged, mourning and tears in their eyes.

It was a touching finish.

“Thank you. I promise to donate your moon balloons to UNICEF, and that will be all for today. I'll see you around. ”

[No.]

[Don't go, brother.]

[Ugh. I want to hear more.]

The posts begged me not to go were lined up again, but the story ended the broadcast neatly. At the end, I sang so hard that I felt thirsty that I drank the ramen tea next to me. The exhausted body is energized.

“Why are you crying? ”

The poem looked at Eunji and familiarity without much thought and found her crying, then he was embarrassed and asked.

“I'm just crying because I hear your song. ”

“Me, too. It was good to hear an exciting song, but at the end of it, tears flow on their own. ”

Eunji and his acquaintance still had some emotional distress. The two hours that the poem sang seemed too short, even though it was really short. Moreover, after listening to the song of the poem, just watching the poem as if it were a fan who liked Idol singers, the feeling of admiration, love, and desire was overwhelmed in my heart.

“Thank you. How was Aru? ”

“Brother, I want to sing too. ”

I told the poet with a touching face.

“Yes, I'll teach you. ”

“Thank you. I'll try to sing like you! ”

Aru happily said. The poem's song was inspiring enough for Aru to express this interest.

“I'm hungry. Let's order something delicious. ”

“Yes, brother. ”

There was a long process, but the broadcast seemed to be going well. At this rate, the manipulative controversy would sink completely and YouTube's views would definitely gain more elasticity.

However, there was still a slight shortage of over 50 million views. Domestic views were fine, but international netizens needed views.

So the poem sent Eunji and his fame home and recorded a luscious pop song that had been sung as the last ending song and posted it to YouTube. We're all set.

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