Lan Shao's cute and playful wife

Chapter 204
My family used to be poor, so I felt inferior, but now the persimmon grove at home has been contracted out, so I can be considered a small man in Guangzhou.

She stood up, without the inferiority complex of the past, confident and beautiful, and shook hands with Jiujiu, "Long time no see, Xiao Jiujiu."

Jiujiu also stretched out his hand, "Long time no see, Yunqing."

"Who is she? Why haven't you seen her before?" Zhao Meng, who was next to Yun Qing, asked her softly, with doubts in her eyes.

Lan Zhongwen was just stopped by some boys at the door and asked Jiujiu to come in first, probably to discuss how to pay the bill for the night.

"She, Lan Zhongwen's friend." Yun Qing knew that Jiujiu was Lan Zhongwen's fiancée, but she deliberately didn't say anything, and didn't make room for Jiujiu.

When the others heard this, they frowned. Lan Zhongwen's friends were close to the water, and they were pretty good-looking. No, they had to reject her.

So one by one, the seats on the girl's side were crowded, and Jiujiu couldn't find a place, so he had to sit at the karaoke stand.

"Hey, so who, please order a song for me, I hope it lasts forever, Faye Wong's version." Suddenly a girl asked Jiujiu to order a song for her, so Jiujiu ordered it for her, and no one spoke to her , she propped her head in a daze.

I hope that the melody of the long life will sound slowly. Jiujiu thoughtfully helped her choose the accompaniment, but half of the sound was lost, and her mouth opened and she couldn't make a sound.

"Who told you to choose the accompaniment? The voice is so low, who can sing?" The girl went crazy, there were more than a dozen people present, Xiao Jiujiu like this, didn't they intend to make her unable to get off the stage.

In fact, it’s nothing at all, I can’t sing it, it’s just that my singing skills are not enough, or my throat is stuck, just eat something and sing a few cheerful songs. She is eager to express herself, so she chose Faye Wong’s version of the song , Faye Wong's singing voice is like the sound of nature, low and ethereal, not everyone can sing.

"No, don't watch Faye Wong sing, just sing your style according to the tune." Jiujiu tried to explain that Qin Zhouyu, a beautiful girl of love songs, taught her all these things.

If you blindly sing according to the singer's style, you will not be able to create something new, and singing with original singing is despised by many singing lovers. It is no different from listening to Faye Wong's own singing, and you can't tell the singing skills.

Now the atmosphere is very awkward, because there are only two or three boys in the room who are introverted and quiet, and the girls are not very familiar, no one sings, and the atmosphere cannot be adjusted.

The girl glared at Jiujiu bitterly, "What do you know, country man? You can do what you want."

Countryman is what Shanghainese call foreigners, but it does not include Hong Kong, BJ and Taiwan. Jiujiu is from Hong Kong. He laughed when he heard this. This girl is really ignorant. Jiujiu is too lazy to tell her. Shabi, I can only admit that I am helpless, if I have the same knowledge as Shabi, I will be pissed to death.

There was another microphone on the table, Jiujiu took the microphone and stood up.

An ethereal and melodious voice curled up in the room, "When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is it? Shadow, why does it seem to be in the world..."

Jiujiu listened to Teresa Teng's version of this song. I don't know what Faye Wong's version is like. She held the microphone and closed her eyes.

The waves in front of her eyes seemed to be raging. Standing in the sea, Jiujiu felt that there was an openness and peace in her chest, and the sea breeze was blowing gently across her face.

Everyone was listening intoxicated. The girl became annoyed and threw the microphone on the chair vigorously, making a piercing long "squeak--" sound.

Jiu Jiu pricked his ears and opened his eyes. Many people covered their ears in disgust. Yun Qing glared at the girl, quickly took the microphone and turned it off, but the girl couldn't feel the hostility from other people on the stage, thinking that she had been hit , she should lose her temper, she gave Jiujiu a hard look, then sat back to her seat and ate peanuts.

Unaware that all the girls present shook their heads. In a group of people, there must be a fool who has no brains. Either he did something stupid, or he didn't care about other people's feelings when he spoke. Helpless and disgusting.

This girl's name is Feng Jiayu, and she is notoriously brainless. She thinks she is a daughter of a thousand gold all day long, and calls people around. If it is not for her good looks, she would have been kicked out of the friendship qualification by this group of beauties from the marketing department. .

The turmoil passed quickly. Jiujiu held the microphone and wanted to go back to her seat. Unexpectedly, there was only this song in the song list. Everyone encouraged her to sing it again, which was very nice.

In fact, the atmosphere in the private room was not good at all. Except for a few girls from the marketing department, everyone else was unfamiliar with each other. Sitting next to each other, they just made self-introductions, asked a few questions, and then nothing happened.

Jiujiu didn't really want to sing, but everyone praised her, and she was too embarrassed to refuse, so she had to bite the bullet and sing.

The song is lingering and sad, and after a while, it reached the climax of the whole song, "Zanzhu Pavilion, low Qihu, according to..."

The screen in front of me suddenly flashed, and the next song was already on.

Who cut the song?
Jiujiu was stunned, turned his head, and saw Feng Jiayu covering his mouth in surprise, "Sorry, sorry, I want to order the priority, but I made a mistake in ordering cut songs."

After speaking, he walked over arrogantly and took away the microphone in Jiujiu's hand, "I'm sorry, just click once if you want to sing."

The light and shadow flickered in the dim private room, no one saw it, Jiujiu tightly pressed her lips together.

The mood of being cut by someone is like a ball of anger that has no place to vent in her heart. Jiujiu admits that she is not a person with a peaceful mind. She did this on purpose, so it's no wonder Jiujiu is not angry.

Zhao Meng in the distance glanced at Yun Qing, looked at each other and smiled.

Feng Jiayu's singing voice was completely different from her speaking voice. She rolled her tongue and sang falsetto. Everyone looked impatient, but they didn't talk about her.

Suddenly the lights dimmed, and Feng Jiayu got annoyed, "Who turned off the lights?"

Looking at the light control place at the door, I saw a group of boys coming in from the door. The boss of Lan Zhongwen's dormitory pushed a three-story cake, full of candles, which was very warm.

All the girls wowed and gathered around, "Whose birthday is today? Why didn't you tell us?"

Nobita smiled shyly, "It's Yun Qing's birthday."

(End of this chapter)