When Wang Yan took the microphone and stood up, everyone felt as if there was a superstar standing in front of them.

The momentum of loving whoever is the younger brother is like Charlotte standing on the stage of The Voice, about to detonate the audience and knock everyone down.

The ethereal temperament like the wind is especially easy to use in the case of intense emotions, which perfectly stimulates the uninhibited, debauched, and rebellious nature of Wang Yan's bones that belong to the rock and roll youth.

Yuanyu Yuezhi, such as bringing the grandmaster to the scene!

Xiaomi raised her head in a daze, full of awe, and asked weakly: "Wang, Wang Shao, what song are you singing?"

"Pompous. ”

Da Shao raised his head and took a deep breath, his face grim.

83's appearance score is already very handsome, and the more important thing is his good temperament and upright demeanor.

In He Xiaolu's eyes, he didn't know what to do.

In He Meng's eyes, his heart trembled slightly.

Look at Qiu Li's eyes, the heat is rolling...... Ah no, tears welled up in my eyes.

The rest of the students were even more bated - the previous little transparent ** Siwang had never entered KTV, and it was obviously more practical to pack the night in an Internet café, so no one knew what kind of strength Uncle Jie was.

Looks so strong!

......

Sorry you guys overthought it.

Although Da Shao decided to let go, he just didn't look nervous, but in fact, he was a little hypoxic if he didn't take a breath.

Why do you make up so much brain? Psychotic!

......

The accompaniment sounded, and the wine surged slightly, remembering the original intention of choosing this song.

In a word, it was my favorite song of the year.

The lyrics are written so well, every word is written in Wang Yan's heart.

I hummed and practiced repeatedly, but I never had the opportunity to sing it.

Today, it's time!

At the end of the prelude, open your mouth to sing yourself.

"When someone asks me, I will speak, but no one comes

I look forward to helplessness, I have something to say, and I can't get loaded

My mood is like a bottle waiting to be lifted

The mouth is raising moss

The quieter the crowd became, the more unacceptable it became. ”

As soon as the first sentence came out, everyone let out a "wow" exclamation.

It's not the kind of rogue voice + super singing skills that are good-sounding and kneeling.

However, that kind of heavy emotion brought an even greater shock.

Poignant, helpless, and self-deprecating, full of slightly flat tunes, drowning people like a thick fog.

In an instant, everyone was empathized.

This is the only song that Wang Yan can't sing out of tune, which comes from repeated pondering word by word.

Moreover, Wang Yan has a permanent skill on his body that has never taken effect - Wine Immortal Drunken Song!

[Description: Singing about wine, life geometry]

[When you are drunk and slightly drunk, you can convey your emotions in singing]

What emotion could be more real than my own personal experience?

Once, I was a little transparent who was not taken seriously!

When Wang Yan finished singing the first chorus with a little depression, the applause immediately sounded like thunder.

Da Shao didn't pay any attention to it, lowered his eyes slightly, and was as calm as a pool.

"At the eighteenth year of that year, at the alma mater ball, I stood like a minion

At that time I swore with tears in my eyes that you must see me

There are too many ordinary and ordinary roads in the world

Which one do you live in?

There is too much neglect at work in love

Self-esteem has fallen ......"

In the second paragraph, the emotions become deeper and deeper.

At the eighteenth year of that year, there was no dance party in the experiment, but there was a college banquet once every three days.

I drank like a minion at Liu Weilong's college banquet, and the most memorable scene that day was a casual glance at He Meng before he got drunk.

She was probably thinking: how boring are boys?

Or simply didn't notice?

Looking back at the scene at that time, I finally understood that it was completely self-inflicted.

There will be a few boys who get drunk at every college banquet, what's the matter?!

Why worry about you or have other emotions for you?!

However, at that moment, Wang Yan's self-esteem was really seriously frustrated, and it was a bit ridiculous in retrospect, but the little boy was really like that.

It's not good to be sensitive and vulnerable, but right or wrong aside, that emotion is real and memorable.

That night, Wang Yan had already sworn with tears that one day, you must see me!

The next day, Wang Yonglei called and asked, "Do you want to go to He Meng's college banquet?"

Wang Yan categorically refused: "Don't go!"

In the following conversation, ** Si Wang was full of anger with nowhere to vent, and the current male god Wang still remembers it vividly.

"Ah, really fake, that's a big beauty! Look at it and look at it, what do you think?"

"It's not a person at all, what are you going to do?"

Do you understand?!

What are you going to do?!

Like a clown, she was teased by those guys who were full of superiority, just to lick her face and say a few words to He Meng, and then go home with the fragrance on her body to lust?!

Gujiao is a mining city filled with nouveau riche, where every inch of land is a commercial center and a scarred urban village, and your family and I are the epitome of thousands of urban peasants, living in low-slung shanty towns where no sunlight is seen during the day!

In such an impetuous money society, the gap between you and He Meng cannot be filled in the [classmate relationship]!

When people are poor, they breathe wrongly.

But!

As long as the self-esteem is there, any mistake can be corrected back!

The anger gradually faded, the self-esteem returned to its place, and the next scene suddenly flashed in Wang Yan's mind - the envy of classmates, the worship of friends, the obedience of the goddess, the shock of the second generation, and the respect of subordinates......

It all turned into a chuckle.

Do you think I am still me?

Scold!

When the last chorus came, Da Shao took a deep breath and sucked all the grievances, incomprehension, extremism, resentment, and anger back into his stomach.

Then, with a posture of blooming green muscles, he roared out again!

"You call me pompous, and I'm not afraid to add a few boos

I'm here to say something boring

Do you watch the performance?

Is it hysterical enough?

Tear it down, I just want you to be surprised

Doesn't I seem to exist in the old days?

The weight of the stakes is increased, and the green tendons are also visible

I know, does it exist now?hah?!"

The last short ha, like a wolf with red eyes after several sleepless nights but finally hunted a bull, issued the most disdainful ridicule to the world, to society, and to fate!

Tell me, do I still exist now?!

I, Wang Yan, that poor ** silk is little transparent, can you see it now?!

"Stare at me, don't just look at smallpox!

I don't want you to have a cup of tea, but you can drink it to your heart's content, drink it, drink it!"

In the penultimate sentence, Wang Yan took one breath to the end, and sang three drinks in a row with a hoarse voice.

It wasn't even sung, it was roared, and it broke badly, but it was also released heartily enough.

I'm hi!

Brother is very high now!

You look up to me, and it makes me feel so happy!

With the last sentence left, Brother Fugui, who was so happy, didn't bother to sing anymore, threw the microphone on the sofa, picked up a glass of wine, and drank it all with his head up.

In the hearty, a poem flashed in Wang Yan's mind-

Er Cao's body and name are destroyed, and the rivers and rivers will not be wasted!

Words should not be in the situation, but in response to the situation.

Those of you who once laughed and despised me will sooner or later be silent.

And my fame will eventually be passed down like that river, for eternity!

From high school to the present, it seems like a doomed reincarnation.

In the first half, it is laughter with tears.

The second half is self-improvement.

Hang B?

Aren't you as incompetent as waste wood when you hang your parents?

Even if I give you the same system, I will definitely be able to do what I am now?

Joke!

Singing in front of you about my once small self-esteem, my current pride and ambition, all the previous ones, can be cut off in one fell swoop!

From now on, I'm just me, the male god Brother Fugui!

..................

[A few more words]

Regardless of whether the small loan is changed or not, when the first chapter is laid down, today's plot has already been set.

This is a complete farewell to the identity of the first silk, not only to say goodbye to the past, but also to look forward to the future.

The goddess of dreams represented by He Meng, and the mountain on the head represented by Liu Weilong, the final outcome is to be conquered.

Other similar texts may not pay attention to this, but when I made my intention, I had already considered reconciliation with the past when I grew up to a certain stage.

If you don't complete this step, your heart will always be weak and you won't be able to support the story in the future.

Back to the previous question: Why did many people think He Meng's poison in the early stage, and did she do something wrong?

Actually, no, it's just that the reality at that time was too cruel and stinging.

I opened with the words, "May my readers never be burdened by poverty."

In the first chapter, I wrote, "When people are poor, they breathe wrongly."

This is a reality, but it is not a reason for us to be negative.

That's why I wrote at 1.6 million words, "As long as my self-esteem is there, any mistake can be corrected."

Unremitting self-improvement and tenacious growth like weeds are the three views that a creator should show to everyone, and they are also my beliefs that have persisted until now.

Sincerely, respects.

Finally, there is a surprise, what about the ticket?