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Standing on the third floor of the supermarket, Lin Feng looked at the growing crowd, and uttered an obscenity rather helplessly.

This huge crowd, the crowd that has already filled the entire square, is simply comparable to a small or medium-sized concert!

There must have been thousands of people.

Fortunately, the square in front of their house is big enough, otherwise, I am afraid it will cause crowds on the road to congest!

No, it's already congested, but it's not on the road, but in front of the supermarket.

And when he sang just now, there were only more than 100 people in the audience.

No more than one hundred and two.

This gap is simply crushing.

However, I didn't expect Brother Ye's singing skills to be so powerful, he could still improve to the current level.

Lin Feng could clearly feel that Ye Fan's singing skills had improved several levels compared to before.

This kind of singing skills that can resonate with his emotions, Lin Feng feels, no matter whether it is at home or abroad, he can't find a second one.

It's a miracle!

Ugh!

Excellent people really deserve to be excellent in everything they do. Even if Brother Ye's father is not Ye Tianhong, his future achievements will still be the same.

Singing, composing and writing lyrics, guitar, and that super top level of technology.

This is even scarier than hanging up!

Lin Feng used to think that a person as outstanding as Ye Fan, even if he was just an orphan, would definitely be a winner in life in the future.

Even, like a protagonist template.

But after Ye Fan found his own father, Lin Feng decided to withdraw his words.

This is definitely not comparable to the protagonist template, it is a combination of the protagonist template and super awesome plug-ins.

Is there anyone whose protagonist is so versatile?

No.

Anyway, Lin Feng has never seen such a majestic one.

And on stage.

As Ye Fan sang, he also noticed that there were more and more crowds, which almost surrounded the entire square.

He felt that he seemed to think too little, and completely underestimated his influence and strength.

Unexpectedly, so many people came before the end of a single song.

The flow of people here doesn't seem to be so much usually, right?

While singing, Ye Fan was also worried about the safety of these people.

no way.

There are really too many people.

If a stampede happened because of something, it would really kill people.

Ye Fan frowned, so he had to stop singing first.

Just when the audience below wondered why Ye Fan didn't sing suddenly, Ye Fan took the microphone and said:

"Now more and more people are pouring into the square. I'm afraid there are at least six to seven thousand people. For your own safety, I must first explain to you that you must not crowd around. If you have children, it is best to keep them away." hold, or hold."

"After I finish singing, those who are walking should walk slowly to avoid bumping into others. Of course, don't rush to the stage in a hurry. I can save time for you to take pictures."

"understand?"

After speaking, Ye Fan turned the microphone to the audience.

"Clear!"

The voices sounded in unison, very loud.

But after that, each of them spoke their own words, as if releasing some irrepressible emotions.

"Ye Fan, Ye Fan, I love you like a mouse loves rice."

"Ahh! I actually saw Young Master Ye alive. I feel like I can ascend."

"Oh my god! I didn't expect Ye Danan to be even more handsome than he was during the live broadcast. I feel like my heart can't stop beating at all!"

"God, how long are you going to sing? If you sing for a day, I will accompany you without food or drink."

"Male god, can I have an autograph later?"

Different people spoke different words, instantly making the scene like ducks with thousands of words, quacking and chattering non-stop.

Ye Fan had no choice but to say a word of silence with the microphone again.

Then, after those people stopped, they sang the unfinished part.

And with Ye Fan's singing that can directly hit the deepest part of people's hearts, even the last discussion and conversation dissipated.

In the entire square, apart from Ye Fan's singing and the sound of cars on the road, there was no other sound.

At this time, Lin Feng's parents, who were arranging things in the supermarket, felt a little strange!

After all, it was the first day of the supermarket's opening, and they had been checking various things in order to avoid any problems.

But after checking and checking, they suddenly found that no one seemed to come into their supermarket.

Then, a faint singing sound came.

This singing voice is too good!

When they followed the singing and walked to the door, they were a little frightened when they saw a vast expanse of darkness!

Those who didn't know thought that someone came to make trouble!

After all, these individuals are blocking the door of their supermarket.

"Mom and Dad, our supermarket will be great in the future."