Walking into the private room, Sun Yunlan was almost awake from the wine, and was holding the microphone and singing the offering of love again, Bei Wuwu shook his head, leaving aside the troubles in his heart, what should happen will definitely happen, and it is useless to worry.

"How is it?" Sun Yunlan put the microphone on the table after singing, took off her shoes and lay on the sofa, and asked very proudly.

Bei Wuwu nodded, although he hadn't heard it, but according to his understanding of music, at least it was still in tune.

"Look at me. Lin Yi snatched the microphone that Fang Hao was going to take, glanced at Fang Hao with contempt and said, "Come and listen to my heavenly voice, after listening to it, I promise that you will be ashamed and dare not sing." ”

After that, under Fang Hao's disdainful eyes, he ordered a song about the world, and then jumped up and down with interest.

"The smoke rises, and the search for love is like a wave of sand......"

"Poof......" Bei Wuwu had just taken a sip of the beer he was holding, and when he heard Lin Yi's voice, he almost didn't spit it out.

"Uncle, are you okay!" Fu Jia hurriedly patted Bei Wuwu's back, and then glanced at Lin Yi: "Your kid sings too badly." ”

But Lin Yi was singing at the moment, and his voice was very loud, and he didn't hear Fu Jia say anything at all.

Bei Wuwu glanced at Ning Jing Ya, and saw that Jing Jing Ya's face was extremely strange, and he probably admired Lin Yi's singing voice very much, it was simply ...... It's the "sound of nature"!

Finally, Lin Yi's ghost crying wolf howl for a few minutes was over, Sun Yunlan had already picked up a pillow to cover his head, and Fang Hao took the opportunity to go to the toilet and came in after hearing Lin Yi finish singing.

Fu Jia directly buried his face on Bei Wuwu's chest, avoiding the noise, and Bei Wuwu and Jing Jingya glanced at each other with a tacit understanding at this moment, and they laughed one after another.

"Huh...... Damn...... Lin Yi, listening to you sing a song will cost me half my life!" Fu Jia snatched the microphone from Lin Yi's hand, and still had palpitations when he remembered the ghost crying wolf howl just now.

"What? You can't say my natural sound? I'll have another song of Lonely Sandbar Cold, give me the microphone. Lin Yi jumped up and wanted to snatch the microphone from Fu Jia's hand.

"It's already ugly, and I'm afraid of people talking. Fang Hao stood in front of Fu Jia, glanced at Lin Yi with contempt, and said with great disdain.

"Fang Hao, I know you are taekwondo, I don't fight with you, you ask our class, who dares to say that I can't sing well?" Lin Yi wanted to take it again, but seeing that Fang Hao was a little scared, he had to fight.

"Stop arguing. Beiwu stood up and separated the two, then patted Lin Yi's shoulder, glanced at Lin Yi meaningfully and said, "Young man, you are very powerful, work hard!"

"Haha, it's still the uncle who is sensible, you all listen to pop songs a lot, and you can't enjoy my natural sound, or the uncle understands. Lin Yi was very happy to hear Bei Wuwu's words, so he almost hugged Bei Wuwu and kissed the two fiercely.

Bei Wuwu sat down with an extremely strange face, and still had palpitations when he remembered the "sound of heaven" just now.

"Uncle, come and sing a song!" Fu Jia took the microphone to Bei Wuwu, he had never heard Beiwu sing.

"Uh......" Bei Wuwu touched Fu Jia's forehead very embarrassed and said: "Jiajia! The songs I sing are all antiques, besides, I don't like to sing either, forget it!"

Bei Wuwu thought about what song he would sing for a while, and after thinking about it carefully, he was a little embarrassed, and it seemed that the song he knew would definitely be laughed at by these children.

"No, you have to sing!" Ning Jingya had a strange smile in the corner of her eyes, picked up the microphone and stuffed it directly into Bei Wuwu's hand.

"Okay, okay!" Bei Wuwu was already apologetic to Jing Jingya, and Jing Jing Ya personally stuffed the microphone into her hand, how could she refute her face.

Beiwuwu walked to the computer where he ordered a song, clicked a song, and then looked at the screen and prepared to sing.

As soon as the prelude of "Dudu Dudu ......" came out, Fu Jia almost blinded his 12K krypton eyes, damn it, it was actually the national anthem.

hurriedly ran over to pause the song, then sighed and said: "Uncle, what age is it, you actually sang the national anthem in KTV, how many people laughed about it!"

Ning Ning Ya smiled so much that she was already covering her stomach, and Sun Yunlan was about to laugh off her big teeth when she hugged Ning Ningya, Lin Yi wanted to hear what song Bei Wuwu sang, and when she heard Bei Wuwu's praise for herself, she thought that Bei Wuwu also had two voices, but as soon as the prelude came out, she almost broke through her glasses.

As for Fang Hao, as soon as he heard the prelude, he was about to leave here with urine, feeling that this was no longer a place where humans could stay.

"Uh...... I'm going to do this!" Bei Wuwu touched his head in distress, and it seemed that he could sing the national anthem.

"No, no, no, change one, anything. Fu Jia hurriedly waved his hand, if other private rooms heard that the national anthem was being sung in this private room, they might immediately watch to see which leader was here to express patriotism.

Beiwu pondered for a while, and finally thought of one, and ordered a green flower in the army.

Before it started, Fu Jia directly paused again, patted Beiwuwu's shoulder, and said helplessly: "Uncle, can you change one, even if it's Andy Lau and Jacky Cheung!"

Fu Jia was really speechless, how could the uncle sing such a song!

"Hehe, how can a backward man like me sing those popular songs of children's love. Beiwu laughed: "If you don't like to listen to me, I won't sing!"

Beiwuwu put down the microphone, turned around and sat on the sofa, and Jing Jingya couldn't help laughing. Bei Wuwu glared at Jing Jingya fiercely, and said in his heart, you don't know that I can't sing, and you are still coaxing here.

Ning Jingya was glared at by Bei Wuwu, and felt a little unreasonable, so she held back her smile, but when she thought about it, she was afraid of what he was doing. laughed as if he was demonstrating at North Wuwu, and stomped his feet in anger.

"Uncle, uncle, you can sing!" Fu Jia reluctantly handed the microphone to Bei Wuwu.

Beiwuwu smiled, cleared his throat, and when the music turned on, he began to sing.

"The cold wind is blowing the leaves, and the army is ......"

Jing Jingya only felt very ugly, and had to endure the singing voice of Bei Wufu like a male duck. With a bitter face, he barely drank the beer one by one. However, when I listened to it, I felt that it was not difficult to hear. I faintly felt that there was an indescribable sense of sadness in Beiwuwu's voice.

Although the voice of Beiwuwu singing is not good, it is integrated into his true feelings and is very infectious. Even Fu Jia and the others seem to have integrated into the heroism and fun of the barracks. Or Bei Sansana sang to the back, and his voice became more and more hoarse. His eyes began to get bloodshot as well. Listening to Tranquility and elegance is also sad, and the thick melancholy swept over my heart, and I couldn't dissipate it for a long time.

"Well, wipe your mouth. Bei Wuwu took a few tissues from the table and handed them to Jing Jingya. At the same time, it also woke her up from a faint melancholy. With a red face, he hurriedly took the tissue and wiped it again.

"Uncle, although your singing voice is not good, it feels quite flavorful. Tranquility Ya picked up a slice of apple and swallowed it.

"People know a lot!" Beiwuwu touched Fu Jia's head and said with a smile.

"I'm seventeen, not too young!" Fu Jia protested waving his hands.

"I think it's only sixteen!" Bei Wuwu glared at Fu Jia, seventeen should be imaginary years, and the real age is sixteen years old. Seeing that Fu Jia was still going to say something, Bei Wuwu picked up a piece of apple and stuffed it into Fu Jia's mouth.

Fu Jia blinked his eyes, glanced at Bei Wuwu dissatisfiedly, and then swallowed the apple.

"Uncle, we've been here for a few hours, why don't we go play snooker!" Fang Hao didn't seem to be too good at singing, and he was very excited when he mentioned snooker.

"Snooker?" Beiwu touched his nose and smiled bitterly, he often played the national standard when he was a child, although he didn't know how to snooker, but he also watched it on TV and knew how to play.

Seeing the wry smile on Bei Wuwu's face, Fang Hao smiled in a low voice, and looked at everyone present with a provocative expression: "Who dares to fight snooker with me?"

"Hmph...... Fang Hao, we know that you play snooker well, you don't have to show off like this, why don't we sing. Lin Yi immediately stood up, and Fang Hao was very unhappy.

"Uh......" Bei Wuwu and Fu Jia heard Lin Yi want to sing, looked at each other, stood up and said in unison: "Fight snooker." ”

Lin Yi's singing voice is really terrible, compared to Lin Yi's singing, Beiwu still thinks it's better to fight snooker.

"Uh...... Uncle," Lin Yi looked embarrassed, and whispered in Bei Wuwu's ear: "Uncle, this Fang Hao's brother is a snooker master in Haishi, Lin Yi follows his brother, and the technique has long been practiced, and none of us here is his opponent." ”

"Lin Yi, what are you talking about?" Fu Jia heard Lin Yi's words, pushed Lin Yi away, took Bei Wuwu's hand and said, "My uncle won't show weakness, isn't it snooker?"

"I'm afraid that your uncle won't dare!" Fang Hao raised his eyebrows, and said to Fu Jia with a provocative expression, seeing Fu Jia holding Beiwuwu's arm, a wave of anger was inexplicable in his heart.

"Hmph...... My uncle is very powerful!" Fu Jia was unconvinced when he heard Fang Hao say this, and stared at Bei Wuwu's face.

Bei Wuwu smiled helplessly, after those battlefield battles, he had long been no longer competitive, but with this group of children, he immediately felt that he was a lot younger, touched Fu Jia's head, shrugged and smiled: "For Jiajia, I also have to agree!" After speaking, he glanced at Ning Jingya, only to see Ning Ning Ya staring at herself quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Uncle, what you said is so good!" Fu Jia hugged Bei Wuwu's arm tightly, and said to Fang Hao with a proud face: "Fang Hao, my uncle has agreed to your challenge, next to it is the Crocker Billiards Hall, do you dare to go?"

Hearing Fu Jia's words, Bei Wuwu patted Fu Jia's head and said, "Jiajia, my skills are not very good, don't be ashamed if you lose when the time comes." ”

Young people are impulsive and competitive, unlike themselves, who have long been worn out of passion.

"If you lose, you have to have some luck. Hearing Bei Wuwu's words, Fang Hao relieved himself and hurriedly said.

"What kind of color head?" asked North Wu Wu funny, this Fang Hao obviously heard himself say that his skills were not good, and he had confidence in his heart, so he said that he wanted to have a color head.

"The loser goes to the bar and dances the striptease. Fang Hao lowered his head and smiled, his expression was a little obscene, and then he stared at Bei Wuwu and said, "Uncle, do you dare?"

"Hehe, okay, I'm so old, I won't be afraid of a child like you. And I promised Jiajia, and I can't lose my trust!" Bei Wuwu said with a smile, but he glanced at Jing Jingya, which means that you, the teacher, are too competent, and the striptease gods have come out.

And Ning Jingya still stared at Bei Wuwu, her expression had not changed, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Okay, uncle, let's go. Fang Hao couldn't wait to leave the box.

"Let's go too!" North Worry-Free gestured to everyone, and everyone followed North Worry-free to the Crocker Billiards Club.

The Crocker Billiards Hall is not far from Mango KTV, a few people arrived, walked in, and asked for a snooker table, the billiards hall is basically some playing national standards, seeing someone playing snooker, many idlers hurriedly ran over to see the excitement.

"Just play three rounds, how about it?" Fang Hao picked up a pole, picked up Qiao Fan and kept grinding the pole head.

Beiwuwu nodded and said, "Okay, you start first." ”

Walking to the front of the table, whether it is the grip or the striking action, it is very standard.

"Smack" –

As soon as the white ball touched the red ball, it immediately hit the bottom corner, turned around twice next to the bottom bag, and stopped only a dozen centimeters away from the bottom bag.

Bei Wuwu couldn't help but nodded, it was a very beautiful start, this Fang Hao really had two hits.

"Smack" –

Beiwu hit it very seriously, and the white ball lightly touched the red ball pile, and bounced back to the bottom bag.

This Fang Hao's technique is very good, and Beiwu is also a little interested, so he is very serious.

Fang Hao stared at Bei Wuwu with a stunned face when he saw the ball of Bei Wuwu, he didn't expect that Bei Wuwu also had such a good technique, and he didn't dare to have the slightest carelessness in his heart.

Fang Hao was another ball, the situation did not change in the slightest, both of them lightly touched the pile of red balls and then bounced back, so that the people who watched the excitement on the side couldn't help but applaud, like professionals.

The two of them just hit more than ten shots one by one, and they didn't score a single goal, they were both defending.

"Smack" –

North worry-free is another shot, lightly touching the red ball and bounced back, but the force is a little big, and it accidentally bounced again.

Fang Hao's eyes lit up, now the balls on the table were basically scattered, and Bei Wuwu's mistake was just enough to score.

Fang Hao calculated carefully, walked to the front of the stage, and with a "snap", a red ball fell into the middle pocket.