Lyrics of Qiyi's little role

Where do you want to fly when you are punched

I'm going to die on my stomach when I'm pierced by random arrows

Dying over and over again is like a comedy

It doesn't matter. I think I can do it

No.1 man laughs at me, too

I have to worry about the first girl crying

I don't know why they cry and laugh

But I know that kissing has nothing to do with me

I don't know how to fly

I don't understand heroism

I have only a little courage to be ungrateful

Dreaming of one day

I'm going to make it

Put on the coat of a hero

But where is my beauty

The story of war and chaos

Who is my audience

Who's the hero

Who was moved by his smile

There is no cloak behind me

I still feel honored

What kind of martial arts

What kind of pledge

I didn't get it.

(how about this time)

(yes, it works)

(be careful not to laugh)

(also, you can be excited)

Don't touch the microphone

(you give me a career to prepare to leave)

Maybe one day I'll be famous when I die

Maybe I'll die on my stomach if I'm not famous

In fact, this battle did not win or lose

It's just the achievement of others and the sacrifice of myself

I don't know how to fly

I don't understand heroism

I have only a little courage to be ungrateful

Dreaming of one day

I'm going to make it

Put on the coat of a hero

Where is my beauty director

In this war and chaos plot

Who is my audience

Who's the hero

Who was moved by his smile

There is no cloak behind me

I still feel honored

What kind of martial arts

What kind of pledge

In this war and chaos plot

Who is my audience

Who's the hero

Who was moved by his smile

There is no cloak behind me

I still feel honored

What kind of martial arts

What kind of pledge

I didn't get it.

What kind of martial arts

What kind of pledge

I didn't get it.