When the waiter saw that we had selected a girl, he took the girl he didn't pick out of the private room and turned off the lights before closing the private room door. The private room instantly became dark, with only the big screen playing the song still shining with a dazzling white light.
"Come on, brothers, are you all accompanied by girls?" Dasong shouted as he picked up a glass of beer.
"Let's go together! Let's have fun when we're done!" Hearing this, everyone raised their glasses in response. The big guy's wine glass shook twice in the air, and everyone drank the wine generously.
"Haha! I'm happy today! Come on, come on! Sing, sing! Let me show you a sample first!" Dasong put down his wine glass, yelled, got up and walked to the big screen.
"Brother, what are you singing? Let me help you." The girl sitting next to Da Song handed Da Song a microphone with a wink and asked with an attentive smile.
"Well, what should we sing?" Brother Dasong pondered for a while and said: "The whole passion is the sword and shadow of Young and Dangerous." The passionate music immediately resounded in the entire private room, and Brother Dasong was extremely affectionate. They performed the song, and instantly there was thunderous applause and cheers. Fatty Liu, Li Wei, and Teng Xiang started humming along, and the atmosphere was heightened in an instant.
Brother Dasong is indeed howling very hard, but it sounds just average to me. How can I put it this way? This eldest brother can't sing high notes or low notes. Sometimes he beats the shots and sometimes he can't keep up with the rhythm. To say he's too amateur is to praise him. Some people say you are so picky? I don’t want to either, but who told my mother-in-law to study music? As the spare boyfriend of a girl majoring in music, I can be considered a half-family member. My taste must not be too worldly. I must resist Dasong who is ruining music. .
After finishing howling, Da Song sat back on the sofa, hugged the girl who was accompanying him, and asked very confidently: "How is it? My sister's singing is not bad, right? Isn't it bloody?"
"Haha! I'm so hot-blooded and a thief! Come on, brother, I'll give you a toast." The girl smiled sweetly and picked up the wine glass.
"Haha! Don't be in a hurry when you drink. Let me smell good first!" Dasong, who was rolling among the flowers, suddenly hugged the girl in his arms tightly, and with a smack, his big pursed lips smacked her fiercely. On the girl's face.
"Ouch! I hate it!" The girl gently pushed Brother Dasong, and said coquettishly that she wanted to reject him. The second one to sing was Fatty Liu. This big brother actually composed the song "The River Flows Eastward". No matter how good he sang, the volume and momentum were really strong. This fat guy is not all without merit. He has a big belly. The chamber is big, just like a large speaker. It should be said that Fatty Liu is basically in tune, and he can score 85 points. Li Wei and Teng Xiang came up next to show their eyes. The singing of these two guys was even more damning. Li Wei, the little fat guy, screamed so high-pitched that his voice broke, and the veins on his neck were exposed from the suffocation. Come on, I almost suffocated this guy to death. What’s more outrageous is this stupid guy. He was just reciting the lyrics. The funny thing is that he couldn’t read the lyrics smoothly and stumbled from time to time. It’s a pretty good song. The song makes this thought so rare. The animals were not without their highlights. It was Wang Xinming's turn to sing. He was already shy and refused to sing in every possible way. This kind of situation was beyond his control. He had to go up to sing and have fun. The picture is just for fun. Others are letting themselves go in disgrace, so why should you be alone and sober up?
"Haha! I'm a shy person, huh? I just sing for fun. Don't be embarrassed. How about I sing with you?" The girl sitting next to Wang Xinming was very considerate. said out loud.
"Okay." Facing the girl's pretty face, Wang Xiaosan had no choice but to stand up.
"Brother, what do you want to sing?" The well-behaved girl ran to the karaoke machine and asked softly.
"I don't know how to sing, so just do whatever you want." Brother Xiao San'er replied in a domineering tone.
"Haha! How about we sing a duet between men and women?" the girl suggested.
"Okay, I'll sing along with you. That's what it means to sing well." Wang Xinming nodded humbly.
The melodious music sounded slowly, like a gurgling river. The girl and Wang Xinming sang an old song, an absolutely classic duet between men and women. The moment Wang Xinming opened his voice, the private room fell silent. Come down, damn it! This forced singing is definitely quite tasteful. Can’t you tell that the wilted little third brother still has such artistic talent? As the saying goes, "You can't scoop the sea water with a ladle!" When the song reached the emotional point, the girls accompanying the singer couldn't help but hold Wang Xinming's hand. The affectionate Wang Xiaosan did not pretend to be innocent at this time. Damn it, this guy flipped his wrist and clasped it with the girl's hand and index finger very naturally. After singing the song, jubilant applause rolled in like a heat wave.
"Fuck! You sang so well, Brother Daming, do it again!" Teng Xiang was the first to shout out the voice of the people.
"Brother Xiaosan'er is awesome! I have to return to the stage for another one!" Liu Jingsheng echoed excitedly. Wang Xinming's shy face turned red instantly after the big guy complimented him like this.
"Haha! Brother, you sing so well! Come alone and I will choose what you want to sing for you." The girl next to her said softly.
"No, I'll sing with you, and I'll be nervous when I sing." I don't know if this guy is really nervous, or is he pretending to be nervous? Anyway, he has been holding the girl's hand, and it seems that he has no intention of letting go.
In this way, under the cheers of the brothers, Wang Xinming and the accompanying girl sang another love song duet between men and women. After singing, warm applause broke out again. The response was not generally good.
"Haha! Brother, you are really good at singing. You are not a music student, right?" The girl sat back on the sofa and complimented her in a chatty manner.
"Learn woolen music. If you have learned it, does it count as two days of drawing staff when you were in elementary school?" It's not that Wang Xinming doesn't know how to tease girls, it's just that he is a slow-burning and sultry type. One.
"Haha! Brother, you are so funny. Then why do you sing so well?" The girl blinked her big watery eyes and persisted in asking. The girls in the romantic field are professional at making men happy.
"It's okay, just sing. When I was in high school, I was late for self-study in the evening. It was so damn dark on the way home. I was afraid of the dark. I sang to embolden myself. I sang for a long time. I feel it more or less." Wang Xinming talked about his artistic life very honestly, but the person sitting opposite him was not Uncle Zhu Jun, but a beautiful young lady. It seems that the young lady makes people want to talk more.
"Hehe! I'm not afraid of your jokes. This is the first time I sing in front of everyone. I used to sing for myself. You are the first girl to sing with me. You are pretty good at singing too. Okay, I will remember you, after all, the first time is always the most unforgettable." Brother Xiao San'er can even slap people in the face, which makes people pee! The young lady who said this was in tears.
"Haha! Don't say anything, let's have a drink?" The girl smiled charmingly and picked up a glass of wine and said softly.
"Drink, it's okay to have a glass of wine!" Wang Xinming is not a casual person, but he is not a casual person, hehe! This guy is so fucking broken, so damn broken!
"Haha! Just drink! Who is afraid of whom?" the girl responded cheerfully.
"Ouch! Ouch! Give me a glass of wine! Give me a glass of wine!" At this time, how can we avoid the shouting of the people? When the beast in clothes tore off his gentle disguise, Wang Xinming actually drank a glass of wine with the girl. The spicy wine entered his stomach, and the blood surged up. Brother Xiao Saner stretched out his arms with great satisfaction and grabbed the seductive girl. He hugged her into his arms. He relies on his good singing skills to attract girls, and he is a pure technical stream.
"Xiao Yueyue, you're the only one left to sing. Hurry up and sing a song!" Brother Dasong shouted to me. Among the brothers here, only the little fat Li Wei had heard me sing. Hearing this, he immediately sang for me. Piaoyang said: "Our little Yueyue sings very well, and she is no less good than my little San'er brother."
"Really? Then hurry up and get one for me!" Brother Dasong urged.
"Ouch! Ouch! Come one! Come one!" the infuriated Teng Hanbing shouted like his mother's repeater. My artistic life is a bit similar to Wang Xiaosan'er's, except for the high school graduation dinner. After singing a song by Jeff Chang, I have never been in public again.
"Hey! It's okay to sing a song, but it must have the atmosphere of Andy on stage. Where is your enthusiasm?" I said boldly.
"Fuck! Isn't it just Hua Tsai? We have all the four heavenly kings, and we can also deal with the Jade Emperor." Fatty Liu boasted about his arrogance and arrogance.
"Hua Zai! Hua Zai! I love you! Just like a mouse loves rice, damn! I'll eat you to death with one bite!" Fatty Liu shouted, shaking his fat body.
"Hua Zai! Hua Zai! Let's have a baby together, shall we?" the fanatical Teng Hanbi screamed non-stop, and in an instant the whole private room burst into laughter.
"Damn! Pervert!" I cursed and stood up and walked towards the big screen.
"Brother, what are you singing? Let me order it for you." The girl sitting next to me ran to the karaoke machine and asked me softly with a wink.
"Thank you for Zhang Xinzhe's faith!" I smiled brightly at her. Slightly sad music played. I coughed twice and held the microphone in my hand steadily. The soothing and sad melody made the private room quiet down. Gradually, my singing entered the climax. The cheers of "Aw, ow" got louder and louder. I was so immersed in it that I waved my arms at these idiots from time to time. The superstar's personality was clearly displayed.
As I sang, the silhouette of Zhao Bo's back suddenly appeared in front of me as he turned the corner. In the blink of an eye, the silhouette shattered into the sky, and then suddenly condensed into shape. It turned out to be the stunning face of the little white wolf reflected in the clear water pool. ,I go! I know I shouldn't have two people in my heart, well, to be precise, one person and one demon, but emotions cannot be restrained by any will. If this is the arrangement of fate, what can I, a mortal, do? If it weren't for God's deliberate trick, how could I have met the little white wolf? A Zhao Bo would be great!
