Chapter 267: Dark Horse at First Listen, But Now It's a Cow Horse
After all ten people arrived, Director Zheng suggested going to sing K to relax.
"We're going into the mountains tomorrow. How about we all go out and sing together tonight?"
As soon as these words were spoken, eight pairs of eyes looked at Si Qian in unison, and they tacitly took a few steps back.
Chi Ye looked at Director Zheng with a look that said "Are you going to die?" and shook his head desperately at him, trying to dissuade him.
However, Director Zheng was like a blind man, completely ignoring everyone's looks for help and insisted on going to KTV.
The barrage of comments was flashing rapidly.
[Jung Yoo-gan, are you dying again? ]
[I had the foresight to turn the volume down to the minimum.]
[Teacher Strong, fly bravely and kill all the haters. You are the best!]
Repeated persuasion failed to stop Director Zheng from seeking death, so everyone could only let him go.
However, before entering the box, Chi Ye had the foresight to buy earplugs just in case.
Others followed suit and went to the convenience store to buy earplugs and earmuffs to block out any noise.
In the dim KTV box, the light crisscrossed and swayed back and forth, hurting people's eyes.
From the moment they came in, everyone kept stuffing fruit plates into Si Qian's hands.
"Teacher Si, eat something quickly!"
"Teacher Si, don't starve. Here are some nuts..."
"Teacher Si, what would you like to drink? I'll pour it for you."
In response, Pei Li sat next to Si Qian and started eating the peanuts she brought.
Leng Shao was the first to raise his hand and volunteer to sing a song.
As long as Si Qian isn't allowed to get the microphone, it doesn't matter who else comes on!
Everyone warmly invited Leng Shao to come on stage, but Leng Shao could no longer suppress the excitement deep in his heart and just wanted to let out his emotions and sing a song.
Wearing the Legend of Mir 2 loafers, a red tights, and a yellow pot-cake on his head, Leng Shao took the microphone and confidently opened his mouth to give everyone a passionate rap.
He had the composure and calmness of an older generation of artists, and the microphone came to his lips——
"That battle five years ago, looking back after the flames of war!"
"Looking back, I see blood everywhere. I no longer care about life or death!"
"Fuck! I'm drawing my sword! Fuck! I'm fighting monsters!"
"Fuck! I'm bleeding! Fuck! Who's shouting?"
"Good brother, you're out again, turning the world upside down again today!"
"You are stained with blood as you step on the clouds, watching the world turn upside down for you!"
The more Leng Shao sang, the more devoted he became, and the more everyone listened, the more confused they became.
Is this a KTV?
Right?
[He got into the state right away. This is so professional [tears running]]
【What year is it tonight? 】
[A few years ago, I would have been your Leng Jiajun [see]]
【Professional players are prohibited from participating!】
Young Master Leng was like the white phosphorus, he was already spontaneously combusting.
He almost waved his hands and flew away on the spot.
Si Qian felt that the peanuts in his mouth no longer tasted fragrant.
Director Zheng stammered and couldn't utter a word for a long time.
After Leng Shao finished singing, there was an eerie silence in the box.
After a long time, someone spoke up, breaking the silence.
Fu Xiao: "What is this?"
Sheng Chi: "Isn't this an idiot?"
Li Chuanze: "I've never seen such an idiot."
Si Qian: "If you haven't seen an idiot, you can look at the Moments I posted last month."
Li Chuanze: “?”
[No, I check my Moments regularly, and it's perfect.]
[I still don't dare to set foot in that forbidden area of QQ Space.]
[Even without going to the moon, I couldn’t empathize with what I did last night.]
【I will never be able to empathize with myself in the early morning.】
After Leng Shao finished singing, as his master, Si Qian naturally had to go up and show off his skills.
Just as she stood up, almost a dozen pairs of Erkang hands reached out towards her.
"Teacher Si..."
Director Wu was so anxious that he almost shit all over the floor.
He grabbed the peanut shells on the table, his mind flashed like a laser, he slammed the table, stood up and started talking nonsense.
"Teacher Si, don't be so hasty to throw away the peanut shells you've eaten!"
As Si Qian was about to pick up the microphone, he turned around and asked, "Why?"
Director Zheng then quickly winked at the other guests, signaling them to hide the microphones.
Seeing that the crisis was resolved, Director Wu began to talk nonsense to Si Qian in a serious manner.
"Most people throw away the peanut shells after eating them, but many people don't know that it's better to wash the peanut shells, blanch them in boiling water, dry them in a cool place, grind them into powder with a grinder, and then throw them away. This is more troublesome than throwing them away directly."
“…”
“…”
[Director Wu, when you had a fever as a child, your mother carried you to the hospital after the rain stopped, right?]
[I know how to grow peanuts, how do you grow these?]
Wu Meiqian, do you think I have a lot of time?
[Your patient escaped @Beijing City Mentally Retarded Shelter]
I listened to you because you were honest, but later I realized I was the honest one.
【Thank you, I learned another useless knowledge. 】
How much salt is needed to make such salty eggs?
[I'll do this when I'm sick.]
After wasting his time listening to Director Wu's useless nonsense, Si Qian turned around to pick up the microphone that Leng Shao had just placed on the coffee table.
"Huh? Where's the microphone?"
As Si Qian walked over, he found that the microphone was missing.
The others looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.
However, before everyone could calm down, Pei Li, who had been silent in the corner, took out a microphone from behind him and handed it to them.
"Here you go, Mr. Krabs!"
He looked at Si Qian with a look of seeking praise.
Si Qian made a heart shape with her hands: “Mmmmm!”
Everyone: "......?"
Not a buddy?
Aren’t their lives worth living?
[Everyone, listen to my command! Prepare to be silent!]
[I've already turned off the volume.]
[Don't discourage the child's self-confidence. Teacher Si's singing is just somewhere between good and bad. It's not as bad as you say.]
[Between good and bad, it sounds bad, right? ]
【See through, but don't speak out. 】
As soon as Si Qian picked up the microphone, the others had already put on earphones.
However, Si Qian didn't care about these details. She carefully selected a song that matched her very well.
Music starts!
Following the rhythm of the beats, Si Qian twisted his body, which was in a state of rigor mortis, and the first thing he said was a classic—
"I'm alone, I'm drunk!"
"Drunk and beautiful women become a pair!"
"Two eyes, are alone with you!"
"I only hope that we can return together someday!"
“…”
"I'll abandon my country and forget the world!"
"I have no more worries after I've cut off the ties of love!"
"A name that will live forever in legends!"
"Two years of fighting have turned my hair white!"
"Who will accompany me in my lifelong battles?"
"Who am I and who is not me, who will follow me?"
"For whom has my life been a soldier?"
"I can love as many times as I hate!"
【What is this for me? 】
[At first listen, it was a dark horse, but after another listen, it was already a cow or a horse.]
[I'm not even as proficient as you when memorizing textbooks.]
[When I first heard her, she was a teenager; when I heard her again, she was already a young woman.]
[No...huh? Wait upstairs...]
Ji Mingxuan was about to burst out in anger: "I can't recite poems even after reciting them for a long time, but I can recite this thing as soon as I hear it."
Just like 502, it stuck in his mind from junior high school to college.
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