On the dance floor, the lights were dim, but the voice, the human form, Yang Xiaobai was still very familiar, he recognized it at a glance, and then he was dumbfounded.

The so-called solo singing once a month is a long-term activity in the bar, if anyone dares to sing during the event time, then his consumption in the bar is completely free, of course, it is only that consumption.

Very few people go up and sing, unless they are very thick-skinned, or have confidence in their own singing.

"The steel pot, with tears in his eyes, shouted to repair the scoop pot. The bad and rotten corners are replaced with new pots and scoops placed indiscriminately. Chasing the pot in the wind and rain, there is no tear seam to put the chimney, and the iron pot also expands the rain nest, and the pot will be sick......"

The people on the dance floor, with dyed white hair, sunglasses, and a punk outfit, their hair all stood up, their eyes closed and their brows were frowned, and they invested all their feelings.

"Hehe, how is it, does it feel like a bunker?" said Li Da Slut with a smile.

Yang Xiaobai opened his mouth for a long time before he spoke: "You called me, wouldn't it be for this?"

"Of course, what do you think?" Ma Shangfeng said, "The old man said that he was going to have a shocking singing today, and he wanted to compare all the singers, how could this exciting scene be without you?"

The one who is singing that classic song affectionately is Mr. Yang!

"Can anyone tell me what the hell is in his clothes?" Yang Xiaobai said speechlessly.

"The shirt is mine, the pants are Lao Li's, and the shoes seem to be yours, right?" Ma Shangfeng said, "The old man said that he is still young, and it is convenient for him to wear our clothes." ”

Yang Xiaobai covered his face: "I'm almost seventy or eighty, even if I have the heart, I can't do it, right?"

Li Da slut smiled: "Not necessarily, your old man is known as a golden gun, a wolf six times a night." ”

"The old man is really young. Ma Shangfeng sighed, "Listen to this song, the singing is even better than the original song, what song was sung last time? Brother is just a legend?"

A few black lines appeared on Yang Xiaobai's head, listening to their words, it seemed that the old man had sung more than once.

The old man above sang Cantonese songs with incomplete tones, but there were many people shouting below, and some even threw money on the dance floor when they got drunk.

"See, the old man now has an appearance fee, sings once a month, and then someone appreciates it, and he can come to the bar many times a month. Li Da Slut proposed, "I suggest that the old man should enter the entertainment industry, with his singing skills, at least at the level of Liu Xiang." ”

Ma Shangfeng: "Funny, Liu Xiang plays basketball. ”

Yang Xiaobai: "Stupid, obviously playing football." ”

"As long as we give him a little packaging, the old man is the rhythm of fire, look at this popularity, has it exploded?"

After a song, the old man ended perfectly, and walked out staggeringly, and there were many beauties who took the initiative to stick to it, and Yang Xiaobai's eyes were straight.

"It seems that the old man is going to challenge ten times a night this time. Ma Shangfeng said with a serious face.

"Where's my dad?" Yang Xiaobai didn't see Dad Yang for a long time, and asked strangely.

"Hehe, I guess I'm having a good time with a beautiful woman somewhere. ”

Yang Xiaobai paused for a long time before saying, "They won't come here every day to play, right?"

"Of course not. Li Da slut shook his head, "It's once a week." ”

Yang Xiaobai breathed a sigh of relief.

"Seven bars a week rotate. ”

Yang Xiaobai: "......"

"Okay, just now that person performed the worst solo song in history for everyone, it was a simple insult to this classic, and even insulted everyone's ears?" Soon, a person stood in the middle of the dance floor with a microphone, and said indignantly, "Everyone is out to have fun, not to listen to the noise, I feel that everyone just heard the worst song that can be recorded in the Guinness book, and I will now sing you a song that purifies the soul and makes everyone want to stop it!"

When the music sounded, Yang Xiaobai was dumbfounded.

As soon as Lao Tzu went down, his son came up to dismantle the stage.

The song that Yang Xiaobai's father was going to sing sounded, and the two sluts laughed with anticipation.

"Erebati, come with me. Daddy Yang wriggled his buttocks, rising and falling with the dynamic music.

He was wearing a casual suit, with the top of his coat open, revealing the golden necklace around his neck, two studs on his ears, and ten diamond rings on his hands.

The screams below sounded, not for his popularity and singing, but for those very, very obvious local tyrant ornaments on his body, because most of the screams were women!

"Where did he get this body?"

Ma Shangfeng smiled: "The ring is a dollar, the earrings are five cents a pair, and the necklace is more expensive, five or one pieces each." ”

Yang Xiaobai was about to collapse: "He won't also get this equipment for the sake of picking up girls, right?"

"Congratulations, you got it right!"

Yang Xiaobai looked at the forgetful Daddy Yang on the dance floor speechlessly, beside him, two beauties were dancing around him, giving him a flying kiss and a seductive look from time to time.

Daddy Yang enjoyed his face, and he was also discharging indiscriminately at the two beauties.

"Okay, now there are two beauties responding, how about the others? Do you want to come along?" Father Yang said loudly, "Did you hear it?" Come on, raise your hands and follow my rhythm, sing with me, gourd baby, gourd baby, seven flowers on a vine......

"It's the birth of another god of song. Ma Shangfeng sighed, "If Daddy Yang enters the entertainment industry earlier, it will be like sweeping the major awards, where are there other singers' lives!"

Li Da slut nodded: "Yes, I didn't expect Xiaobai's genes to be so good, I think Xiaobai's singing skills should be very good, do you want him to go up and try it too?"

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, hey, how did you get under the sofa?"

Of course, he has no face to see people, he knows for the first time that the two sullen men are not only sullen at home, but also when they come out, but listening to the songs they sing, this is simply a shame on him, who has been known as the singing prodigy Yang Xiaobai since he was a child.

"Let's go. Yang Xiaobai sighed and said, "I can't stay any longer, I guess after a while, I will be thundered to death by them." ”

"Why don't you go up and try it?"

"What are you trying?

"No, that's not what you're good at. Ma Shangfeng said seriously, "What you are best at, isn't the theme song of Journey to the West, what's it called? Brother Monkey, Brother Monkey, you are amazing!"

The black line on Yang Xiaobai's face.