Chapter 18: You at the Table

The food is very rich, really as Wu Yan said, abalone and lobster are available, and I heard that there is a small cup of shark fin dessert at the end, which is the signature dish here and is very famous. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Yang Yi, Yang Yi!" Yang Yi raised his head and looked at Gao Xiaoqing suspiciously, not knowing what she was asking herself to do when she ate well. When I looked up, I found that Wu Yan and Wang Xiaolei had stopped eating, and they were all looking at themselves dumbfounded. Gao Xiaoqing's face was red and said: "Yang Yi, you pay attention to your appearance, you can't eat so much if it's delicious, you'll have a bad stomach!" Yang Yi scratched his head: "It's okay, I haven't eaten enough, why don't you eat it?"

Wu Yan pushed a prawn in front of him in front of Yang Yi and said, "I'd better leave it for you to eat, look at you like a starving ghost reincarnated!" Just now, the system urged himself more than once, Yang Yi had to eat faster, and it was reasonable to eat ugly, but this thing can't be taken out to say, right?

"That Xiao Yang, sister, I don't mean anything else, I'm just reminding you that if you eat too much, you will really eat your stomach. Wang Xiaolei said seriously. Yang Yi shook his head and held the empty plate and said, "It's okay, I think I can still eat four servings of this abalone!" Wang Xiaolei looked at Yang Yi and sighed without speaking, Wu Yan directly ordered four more servings with the orderer.

Gao Xiaoqing pulled Wu Yan and said anxiously: "Yanzi, what are you doing, Yang Yi will die!" "Xiaoqing, what are you afraid of, anyway, I just plan to eat my cousin poor, it's okay, as long as Yang Yi can eat, let him eat." Gao Xiaoqing wanted to say something more, but Yang Yi smiled: "This thing tastes so good, well, I can eat more." "Can you not be happy, the nutritional value of seafood is super high, the system is already about to go crazy, Yang Yi eats seventy buns at the top of this meal!

Yang Yi is also happy to enjoy the taste of food, the system is trying to help Yang Yi secrete gastric juice, and the three women are already helpless about Yang Yi's big appetite, Yang Yi is eating, they can't leave Yang Yi and go directly, bored, Wu Yan began to tinker with the turntable.

"Huh! Hey, hey, this is quite clear, Erebbad! Hey, get up, sister, take the bow of the boat, brother, I'll walk on the shore!" Wu Yan's voice is good, it belongs to the kind of voice that is very hearty, but Yang Yi never expected that this girl sang so badly! It was a bit too much to say that scraping the blackboard with her fingernails, but Wu Yan's singing voice was definitely not much better than that of a crow.

As soon as Wu Yan spoke, Wang Xiaolei immediately covered her ears, put her head against the sofa, and kept drilling inside, as if she wanted to get into the sofa. Gao Xiaoqing was drinking water in small sips, and as soon as Wu Yan opened her mouth, the saliva did not enter her stomach, but squirted out directly from her nostrils, and opposite her was Yang Yi. No matter how good Yang Yi's appetite is, he can't stand the double torture of ears and vision, so he sighed and put down the last bite of lobster in his hand, there is no difference between not eating the last bite and not eating it!

"Yang Yi, I warn you, if you don't shut up this chick, your stomach may rebel, and the energy that is enough for you to consume for three days will be wasted soon!"

After all, he is not very familiar with Wu Yan, and Yang Yi wants to cover her mouth but feels inappropriate, but fortunately, Yang Yi is not stupid, he directly turned off the microphone. Wu Yan howled two sentences and felt wrong without a soundtrack, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Yang Yi standing in front of the song platform, and before his anger could be released, his head was suddenly hit hard, and Wu Yan's tears came out of pain.

"Cousin, what are you doing!" Wu Yan was angry, Wang Xiaolei was even angrier than her!"What am I doing! What do you want to do? The old lady invited you to dinner, and you repay me like this? I almost broke my neck!" Wu Yan stood up and said angrily: "What does it matter to me that your neck is broken?" Wang Xiaolei grabbed the microphone, pointed at Wu Yan and said angrily: "You don't know how ugly your own singing is! My eardrums are about to wear out!"

Wu Yan's expression withered, and he stiffened his neck and said, "Is it as ugly as you say?" I see that you are naked jealous!" Wang Xiaolei was angry, pointed at Yang Yi and Gao Xiaoqing and said loudly: "You ask your classmates yourself!" Wu Yan said seriously: "Is my singing ugly?" Yang Yi nodded very straightforwardly, Wu Yan was furious: "Yang Yi, you traitor, I will never take you out to eat in the future!" Yang Yi shrugged.

Wu Yan ran over and pulled Gao Xiaoqing affectionately: "Qingqing, do you think I sing very well?" Wu Yan's big eyes were about to blink, Gao Xiaoqing pulled out her hand and said embarrassedly: "Yanzi, I look at the singing show in our class, forget it, I think you are definitely a highlight as the lead dancer, you look at your figure, you will definitely be able to show off!"

"Poof!hahaha!" Wang Xiaolei covered her stomach and hammered the sofa and laughed, Yang Yi just showed a smile, but seeing Wu Yan's fierce expression, he wisely wiped his flat face.

"Gao Xiaoqing!" Wu Yan's voice raised its pitch. "You damn girl actually dare to betray me!" Gao Xiaoqing said in panic: "I didn't, I didn't say anything Yanzi!" What else is there to say, Wu Yan put her hands up and down, and after a while, Gao Xiaoqing could only lie on the sofa and breathe, Gao Xiaoqing snorted coldly, and let her go.

"Didn't you just say that my singing is ugly, you sing to me!" Looking at Wu Yan's ill-intentioned face, Yang Yi said innocently: "I didn't seem to say anything just now!" "No! You have to sing, or I'll castrate you!" Wu Yan gritted her teeth and said fiercely, Yang Yi said very scared, and was just about to take the microphone, but Wang Xiaolei intercepted it, took the microphone and said to Wu Yan with disdain: "Sister let you see what a golden voice is!"

JJ's Gangnam has been released for a long time, but I have to admit that it is an absolute golden song, and in this era of new songs and old songs, it firmly occupies a place, and the call rate has been high, and it is also the memory of a generation.

The song was arranged by Wu Yan at the beginning, probably planning to sing it until dawn, this well-known Jiangnan fell into the hands of his cousin, which made Wu Yan grit his teeth angrily. Wang Xiaolei first cleared her throat and sang the first sentence with the beat: "The wind is sticky here, sticking to passers-by......" Jiangnan This song is tactful, it can be regarded as a hundred turns and thousands of times, but as a golden song that can be heard well, I believe you can hum a few words if you can't sing.

Wang Xiaolei is obviously a fan of this song, a song is decent, there is no mistake, not even the slightest flaw, the only drawback is that her voice belongs to a higher type, which is not suitable for this kind of song. After Wang Xiaolei finished singing, Gao Xiaoqing had already made a heart-warming gesture, shaking her head and reveling in the beautiful singing.

Wang Xiaolei raised her chin and looked as proud as a white swan: "How is it, my sister is okay singing, right?" "Qi! It's just so-so!" Wu Yan said unconvinced. Wang Xiaolei stuffed the microphone into Wu Yan's arms and glared: "You can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour!" Gao Xiaoqing said: "Yanzi, your sister won't be a singer, she sings really well!"

Wu Yan turned her head and sulked, just saw Yang Yi's mocking face, she immediately became angry, grabbed Yang Yi's hand and directly stuffed the microphone to Yang Yi, and said angrily: "You sing! I don't believe that you are so good at singing in this rice bucket!" Brother System said fiercely: "Boy, give it to me! This little girl is too rampant! I must give her some color!"

What Wu Yan said just now was already very rude, and Wang Xiaolei glanced at Yang Yi with a frown. Yang Yi shook his head, walked up with the microphone, and walked to the center of the field. Yang Yi can see that Wu Yan is a spoiled eldest lady, and he can't be angry with her, it's purely to make himself uncomfortable, eating a big meal from others, and a good song is considered a return gift, anyway, the system shouts every day how amazing he is, and it's good to try it now.

The melodious and relaxed harmonica sounded, and Yang Yi already knew the song he was going to sing, you at the same table. The representative works of the 90s swept the country as soon as they appeared, and its memories of the youthful campus, the ignorant love of youth, especially the same table, aroused the resonance in the hearts of the audience, and evoked the memories of those years!

Yang Yi can sing this song, and he is very familiar with it, because his parents were at the same table back then, and you are a must-listen track for their wedding anniversary, and Yang Yi's ears are calloused.

"Will you remember tomorrow, the diary you wrote yesterday ......" As soon as Yang Yi spoke, Wang Xiaolei felt as if something was broken in her heart. Everything seemed to be echoing in front of me, and I felt as if I had returned to the era of carrying a schoolbag.

The gears of memory finally stopped on a boy in white clothes and blue pants wearing a red scarf, that was her first love, he was so gentle and considerate, he forgot to bring an eraser, he would divide half of himself, the ridiculous 38 line when he was angry, and because he didn't bring a Chinese textbook Yes, he used it silently regardless of his previous suspicions, even if he was transferred away in the end, he gave the textbook to himself, and he was punished for standing...

"Who married the sentimental you, who read your diary..."When Yang Yi sang here, he even remembered that he wrote down his liking for him in his diary, and was finally found by his mother and forced to transfer to another school. Wang Xiaolei even wanted to shout: "My diary is written for you! I want to show it to you!" The picture in front of her rolled away, and did not stop because of Wang Xiaolei's inner cry.