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A large private room for nearly 20 people.

Ye An smiled and watched others send the microphone to him, nodded, and did not refuse the kindness of others.

"Mr. An, what song do you like?" Someone asked.

"Give him a song of the sea!" Before Ye An could speak, Zhu Fengyu on the side had already said it with a smile.

Shaking his head, Ye An said a little speechlessly: "You just remember that I can sing about the sea, right?" ”

"That's not it, I remember your high-pitched biao back then."

After a few more teasings, the prelude began.

Ye An picked up the microphone and began to brew emotions.

"From that distant seashore......"

Ye An's voice is very neutral, not very good, and it is still a lot worse than the original song.

But as soon as he finished singing a paragraph, there was a round of applause around him.

"It's so good!"

"That's so good!"

"Ye Dong is great!"

"It's worthy of Ye Dong, this singing is even better than the original singing!"

"Ye Dong must have practiced, don't let me sing so well!"

Listening to these people around him blatantly slapping his ass, Ye An was a little embarrassed.

Although I sing very well, I don't need to praise myself so much, I'm embarrassed to sing it.

After continuing to sing the second half, Ye An directly handed the microphone to the person next to him.

The second singer is naturally Zhu Fengyu.

sang that it was raining all the time, and his singing voice was not bad, and he fought with Ye Anyou, and immediately received applause and applause from countless people after singing.

Looking at this scene, Ye An and him looked at each other and smiled, obviously both of them were very helpless about this phenomenon.

After Zhu Fengyu finished singing, everyone shouted for Ye An to sing again.

Ye An waved his hand and said, "I won't sing it yet, since you are here, you can also sing two songs." ”

Under the back and forth, everyone saw that Ye An's expression was faintly unsightly, and they no longer forcibly stuffed the microphone to him, one of them looked at the other and said: "Xiao Wang, why don't you sing, I remember that you sing very well." ”

"That's right, Xiao Wang, Ye Dong and Boss Zhu are also here today, you can sing a song for us."

Hearing this, the boy known as Xiao Wang laughed, then took the microphone and said, "Okay, then I'll sing a song for everyone, if you don't sing well, don't be in a hurry." ”

After ordering a song casually, Xiao Wang began to sing.

However, it doesn't sound as good as expected.

Soon, everyone frowned.

"Xiao Wang, what's wrong with you today?"

"Is it out of state?"

"You don't usually sing out of tune."

"I remember you sang this song last time, it was a nice song."

"Are you having an uncomfortable throat today?"

"But if your voice is uncomfortable, you won't be out of tune, right?"

Listening to the words of these people around him, Ye An instantly understood, daring to love this is another sycophant who is currying favor with his singing.

In order not to overshadow their limelight, they are obviously very good at singing, but they deliberately sing out of tune in front of them, and deliberately sing ugly, the purpose must be to set off themselves and set off their amazing singing skills.

Smiled and shook his head, how could Ye An not see this little bit of caution about them.

At the moment, listening to such a group of people crying wolf with a microphone, each singing more ugly than the other, Ye An was quickly speechless.

If they dare to love them, they only think that what they want to sing is worse than their own, haven't they thought that their own singing is too ugly and will scare others?

Ye An glanced at them speechlessly, and then simply walked out of the private room and went to the bathroom.

Seeing this, Zhu Fengyu also got up and walked out of the private room.

The two walked to the bathroom together.

Ye An looked at Zhu Fengyu jokingly and said, "It's really hard for you friends today." ”

Hearing this, Zhu Fengyu also smiled and said, "Yes, I can't listen to it anymore." ”

Ye An shook his head with a smile, and pretended to be melancholy: "In these years, there is no one who dares to tell the truth, hey, it is really a bad day." ”

said, looked at Zhu Fengyu, who was lifting his pants, and said: "You said that you sang so badly, they would applaud you, it's just amazing, I seriously doubt that there is something wrong with their ears." ”

As soon as he heard this, Zhu Fengyu couldn't help but be stunned, why did this sound so awkward?

After a while, he understood what Ye An meant, and immediately glared at Ye An with a straight face, and said, "How do you speak, who sings badly, just now it was obvious that you sang too badly, okay?" They gave you a clap for my face, otherwise you think that with your singing, they will approve? ”

Zhu Fengyu unceremoniously damaged Ye An.

"Okay, okay, I won't testify with you, next time there is no one, the two of us will fight again." Ye An smiled and shook off the water droplets on his hand and walked out of the bathroom.

"Fighting songs are fighting songs, who is afraid of who?" Zhu Fengyu is obviously full of confidence, and his aura is not false at all.

The two talked and laughed and returned to the KTV private room.

What is being sung in the room is Eason Chan's "Ten Years", and the voice is good, the singing is very good, and it has the meaning and charm of the original song.

As a result, as soon as Ye An and Zhu Fengyu came in, the style of the song changed instantly.

The thick and hoarse voice immediately turned into a male duck's voice, and the tune couldn't find the north.

Seeing this scene, Ye An couldn't cry or laugh.

Sing and sing, don't you want to be so exaggerated?

It's like sweeping the red.

If they don't come, they sing better than anyone else, and when they come, they all become incomplete one by one.

In this regard, Ye An was really speechless.

If you shoot to this realm, there is no one left.

If the Guinness Book of Records had an award for the best sycophant, it would be none other than them.

can shoot the sycophants so subtly and tactfully, and at the same time without losing grace, only these people in China can do it.

Ye An didn't have much insight before, but when he saw it today, Ye An really understood the sycophancy skills of these people.

No, it's not a technology anymore, it's a science.

More precisely, it's already an art.

can be so high mountains and flowing water, fresh and elegant patting the fart, and at the same time not being discovered and disgusted by the other party, the truth and the lie coexist, the reality and the illusion coexist, and those who can do this are undoubtedly not the best in the sycophant world.

Ye An couldn't help but start to look impressed at these people.

He was wondering if he should form a group to gather all these people who like to pat on the back, from the mainland to Hong Kong, and then to foreign countries, all the way to the past, and spread this art of his country to foreign countries and the world.

Or, simply set up a crash course in sycophancy.

Just hire these people as teachers, that's definitely a bar in the sycophant world, and it's not a matter of minutes if you want to teach excellent talents.

In addition, now is the era when the national conditions are in power and sycophants are rampant, if such a training class is really established, maybe it will really make a lot of money in the future!

Thinking of this, Ye An's mind instantly became active.