"Scumbag come to one. ”

"Scumbag come to one. ”

"Scumbag come to one. ”

The sailors in Zheng Xiaoyu's live broadcast room don't know Meng Ke's name, but if they dare to scold their goddesses, they must be scumbags, scumbags of scumbags, or the kind that doesn't listen to explanations.

Han Ming, Wang Wei and Chen Bo also coaxed on the side.

Mo Xiaoxiao, who didn't talk much, interjected coldly: "Don't sing children's songs, it's best to have something to do with our little fish, you two are the best friends, don't dedicate a song too much." ”

Has something to do with Zheng Xiaoyu?

Meng Ke's dead fish eyes were about to turn over to the shore, which was not easy.

"Sing. ”

"Whoa, sing one. ”

"Scumbags brush rockets as long as they sing. ”

Zheng Xiaoyu shrugged, there was no way to do it: "You can't refuse the request of the sailor, and you can't refuse the rocket's request, Lao Meng, you just sing one, it doesn't matter if it's good, I'll accompany you with a glass of wine." ”

Isn't this a run on people?

If you don't sing, you will definitely not be able to pass the test.

Meng Ke sighed, cleared his throat full of wine, shook his dazed brain, and suddenly couldn't open his mouth.

"Have a beer and moisten your throat. ”

Tons and tons of ......

"By the way, who has a guitar?"

Han Ming rolled his eyes: "Zhen Nima has a lot to do, boss, borrow your guitar and use it." ”

The boss thief is bright: "Use it, use it, use it, don't toss it, just make it louder, let me listen to it." ”

When the guitar was delivered, Meng Ke was actually a little confused, really drunk, and with the last sobriety, he said: "This song is given to the most beautiful little fish, to her hometown, to the beautiful prairie, I ...... I love her so much. ”

The moment the words fell.

The guitar sounded.

"The most beautiful flower of the grassland, the fiery Sarilang. ”

"When I dreamed to the end of the world, there was the fragrance of flowers everywhere. ”

"O wanderer, I have her in my heart. ”

"Thousands of miles will also look back. ”

It's the chorus part, this is not the original version of the previous life, it's the most popular version on the short video, it's this kind of brainwashing song, so you can sing it in a drunken state.

The lyrics and rhythm are engraved in the brain.

Hi that's it.

Meng Ke is the kind of slut who is normal when he is not drunk, and when he is drunk, he will let himself go directly, just sing it, he also danced, no one knows what kind of dance he is dancing.

Anyway, it's special brainwashing.

Twisted.

"The most beautiful flower of the grassland, the fiery Sarilang. ”

"As passionate as fire, as unrestrained as fire. ”

"Infatuated people, I have her in my heart. ”

"There is a kind of happiness that lasts forever. ”

Exploded.

This time it's going to be hot.

Zheng Xiaoyu is not a rookie in live broadcasting, he can realize at a glance that Meng Ke is assisting, grab his mobile phone and start shooting wildly with Meng Ke's dance steps.

Let's look at the barrage in the live broadcast room.

Crazy in a second.

"Can anyone tell me what song this is?"

"I haven't heard of it!"

"It's quite brainwashing. ”

"No, didn't everyone say it just now, the exclusive song given to Xiao Yu'er, the goddess is a prairie person, this song is not original. ”

"Singing and confessing?"

"Confession is a fart, at best, he is the best male girlfriend, this kid often appears in Xiao Yuer's live broadcast room, and he is definitely not a lover. ”

"It doesn't matter if you're in love or not, Zhennima is good. ”

"A song with personality, this song wants to be hot!"

"The rocket walks. ”

"The rocket walks. ”

"For this hapless boy with a crush. ”

"Damn, ten rockets!

A fiery song of Sarilang, Meng Ke twisted his ass and sang hi, and the entire barbecue concentration camp, including the entire live broadcast room, began to follow him.

It was originally a gathering place for young people.

Ning Qiumei opened her mouth wide, revealing an incredible expression: "This young man who manipulates his mobile phone number is actually so talented?"

All right.

If 27 years old is still a teenager.

Aside from the atmosphere, in fact, Meng Ke sang really well after getting drunk, he often soaked in KTV in his last life, and traveled to the usual world in this life, now Meng Ke's voice is better than in the previous life, coupled with the maturity of the state of mind, the taste of the song comes out.

A guitar that is not professional but is okay, coupled with a voice that is not professional but still pleasant, coupled with the surrounding atmosphere, and most importantly, in this world of lack of entertainment, a very avant-garde divine comedy.

Perfect!

Especially Zheng Xiaoyu's secret praise, she is a semi-professional singer, a gourmet female anchor who dreams of music, and she can tell the value of Meng Ke's song with just one ear.

There is also the artistic conception of the grassland.

For a while, Zheng Xiaoyu was immersed in Meng Ke's singing, and then he felt a little blushing, hot and hot, because ...... This lyric is clearly a confession.

"Accustomed to the nomad, free life. ”

"Lover, everywhere is paradise?"

Zheng Xiaoyu muttered to himself: "Is a place with me heaven? That's why you don't want to go home after graduation and have to work hard in Nanchuan? Why didn't you say it earlier! Bastard!"

"Ahhh

"What was I thinking!"

"Meng Ke is my best male best friend!Zheng Xiaoyu, Zheng Xiaoyu, do you want to cut this pure relationship between men and women? Calm, calm, isn't it just a song, what's the big deal, I don't know where I heard the new niche song, I must have thought too much. ”

Whoosh!

Another string of rockets!

followed by the coaxing of swiping the screen: "Together, together, together." ”

Zheng Xiaoyu was full of flying crows: "In a hairy together, two poor bastards, do you eat soil in the south?"

A song that lasted less than 4 minutes, Meng Ke was artificially doubled, and his voice was almost sang.

With the end of the last lyrics, Meng Ke also bent over very stinkyly, squinted his eyes and bowed in thanks, and at the same time, thunderous cheers rang out in the dark barbecue concentration camp, and everyone shouted: "One more, one more, one more." ”

The sound was higher and higher.

No way.

It seems that Durnyima is drunk.

Meantime.

Zheng Xiaoyu's reward in the live broadcast room also soared to its peak, and a full 21 rockets took off at the same time as the tail sound.

"Scum God. ”

"Scum God. ”

"Ox break, cow break. ”

"We want scumbags, we want to listen to songs, and we want to go on special truth or dare adventures. ”

"No way, the culture of the contemptible people is low, so I can only use these two words to describe the excitement. ”

"The steppe man has cried, and the rocket is delivered. ”

"The lyrics are so beautiful. ”

"The tune is so brainwashing. ”

"One thing to say, this scumbag god doesn't broadcast Qu Cai anymore. ”

"Wouldn't it be nice to make your debut directly upstairs? The creator checked to see if the compulsion was higher. ”

"Don't you look down on our webcast?"

"Hey, listen to the song, don't deviate from the rhythm. ”

"Huh?"

"Why can't you see anyone in the camera?"

Nonsense.

It's definitely not visible.

Because, when Meng Ke bent down and lowered his head, he directly planted his head on the ground, and he fainted in an instant. The country beaten down by a divine comedy, I couldn't even look at it, and I created evil......