The audience was confused again, what was this singing?

I don't understand!

But the audience quickly felt relieved, and in their opinion, it must be a dialect from somewhere.

Lu Bu is a sect and genius, what's so strange about this?

Yes, even in such advanced eras in later generations, regional dialects are quite different.

In this era of backward transportation, there are also great differences in languages ​​between the east, west, south and north.

Not to mention one state or a few villages, you may not understand it.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand it. The music has no borders, just feel the melody.

Soon, the audience found the tune and began to agree.

I can't agree with anything else, but I can't do it.

Because the words are short and simple, they are easy to echo.

Lu Bu also began to deliberately train him, and whenever he sang here, he would turn the microphone towards the audience.

The audience was also more enthusiastic and sang in unison.

"Dog, I'm tired, I'm tired!" Zhang Fei spread his hands, completely swaying from side to side.

Now, Liu Bei was speechless: "Third brother, let's say a little bit. Lu Bu is so annoying, how can you cooperate so much!"

"Oh, sorry, I forgot my position at once!" Zhang Fei then realized.

However, as Zhang Fei, who has literary and artistic cells, this is really strange!
Chapter completed!