The banquet finally began, the atmosphere was still a little dull, except for Tang Lele, who teased Monkey San heartlessly, everyone else was drinking.

Because he was in a bad mood, Liu Yibing borrowed wine to drown his sorrows, so that while drinking, a group of men turned the party into a fight.

Chu Jianguo is the most fierce, the second pot head in the goblet takes a cup, and after drinking a cup, he brightens the bottom of the cup to Li Xiaopang, signaling that I have done it, it's your turn!

Li Xiaopang really didn't want this kind of senseless drinking, so after drinking a glass, he stood up and confessed: "I have a limited amount of alcohol, and I really can't accompany everyone, you have fun." ”

"If it's a man, drink it, don't toast, don't eat and drink." The more Chu Jianguo drank, the whiter his face became, usually this kind of person is more able to drink.

It's not interesting to have a battle of will with this kind of person, Li Xiaopang Kaba looked at him twice, then picked up a bottle of Erguotou that had just been opened, poured it into his stomach in one gulp, and after drinking, he stuffed the empty bottle into his arms.

"Play this with me, you're still tender." Chu Jianguo was even more ruthless, picking up a bottle of wine with each hand and pouring it into his mouth.

"Wait." Li Xiaopang stopped him, then lifted the placket of his clothes, and took out the empty wine bottle just now from it, which was clear and bright, full of liquid. Chu Jianguo doesn't believe in evil, he poured out a cup and smelled it for a long time, it is indeed a second pot.

"Wow, that's amazing, so you're a magician!" Tang Lele almost slapped her face, it seems that she is becoming more and more satisfied with Xiao Gezi's boyfriend.

Several men at the table were also silent: how to drink this wine?

Li Xiaopang also felt that the heat was almost over, so he would accept it when he saw it, and his own skills were almost bright, and it was time to show timidity for a while, but it was not beautiful, so he proposed to go back to the hotel.

"If you want to go by yourself, we haven't seen each other for several years, so of course we have to get together." As soon as Tang Lele said this, Li Xiaopang really couldn't go. Everyone was also bored eating, so they simply moved to the battlefield and entered a bar.

It's still early, the attendance rate in the bar is less than half, and after ordering a lot of things, Tang Lele and the others went to dance, Li Xiaopang didn't know anything about this, so he could only sit there and watch the excitement.

But the monkey three belongs to the crazy guy, watching everyone dance happily, it also pulls the girl off, shaking his head and twisting his ass, plus the trick of flicking his tail, no one can learn this. The three monkeys danced with a sense of rhythm and rhythm, so much so that later, the people on the dance floor gathered around and surrounded the monkeys, twisting and slapping them, looking like playing monkeys.

Unexpectedly, the little monkey still has this talent - Li Xiaopang is quite unexpected.

The live band is also very good at adjusting the atmosphere, and after a song is over, it is actually changed to the tune in Journey to the West, and the entire dance hall is instantly bursting.

Who brought this little monkey, it's really a treasure, and I'll discuss it for a while to see if I can buy it. If there is a town every day, business will definitely be booming - the proprietress of the bar also moved her mind, and looking at Monkey San is like seeing her own son.

When he was happy, the three monkeys turned his heels and played tricks, and finally came up with a trick, his brain hit the ground, and he performed an inverted spinning top, which turned for more than a minute, and the cheers in the bar almost lifted the roof.

When the third monkey was finished, Tang Lele touched its little brain: "Hehe, the hair on it hasn't been worn off, right?" ”

Monkey San slapped off her salty pig hand with her little paws, and then jumped back to Li Xiaopang's side, sipping her drink.

The bar finally stopped a lot, and at this time, people noticed that a loud singing voice came from the band, singing the "Great Holy Song" when the old version of Journey to the West was havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

In particular, the two sentences "the strong should let me be respected, and the hero only dares to compete for the first" is impassioned and makes people's blood boil involuntarily.

The proprietress of the bar was also fascinated by it, and only after listening did she react: No, my few resident singers don't seem to have this kind of strength?

"One more, one more!" People also coaxed, firstly, they were infected by Monkey Three just now, and secondly, they felt that this song was indeed sung.

The proprietress noticed that the singer was a man, with long hair and a shawl, and he was very star-like, and he was facing away from this side at the moment, and she thought it was Liu Huan just by looking at the back.

A few people in the band are also very bad, they played well just now, but a guy rushed up, grabbed the microphone and started singing, isn't this smashing our buddy's field, if you don't make it bad, I'm sorry for your long hair!

So, as soon as the music turned, it was still an episode in Journey to the West, but this time it was replaced by the affectionate song "Daughter's Love" sung by the beautiful king of the daughter country to her younger brother.

People come to the bar to have fun, so people also make a fuss.

"Mandarin ducks and amphibious butterflies fly together, and the spring color in the garden is intoxicating. Quietly asked the holy monk, is her daughter beautiful, is she beautiful? The ethereal singing sounded, it was definitely a female voice, shy and soft, and deeply affectionate, as if an infatuated woman was pouring out her heart to the person she liked.

Who the hell sang it - the people in the bar were dumbfounded.

After the stupid uncle slowly turned his head and sang the same tone, everyone's eyes fell to the ground: Uncle, what are you going to do?

Li Xiaopang has long been used to it, silly uncle, don't rap female voices, even if it's a children's voice, believe it or not, I'll sing to you again The white dragon horseshoe faces west.

Where did this singer come from, he must be signed - the barmaid is going crazy, and the surprises brought to her today are one after another.

"Is my daughter beautiful, is she beautiful-" Once the stupid uncle enters the singing mode, he is absolutely 100% devoted, and the sentence "Is the daughter beautiful" with emotion sings everyone's hearts.

"Beautiful!" The shouting inside the bar was thunderous, and surprisingly neat, wave after wave. The guests are all beautiful, so the wine naturally grows instantly, and the proprietress looks straight: This uncle is simply a wine fairy, he has made a fortune -

While fantasizing about the scene of the bar being full every night, I squeezed through the restless crowd and came to the stupid uncle. The charm of the proprietress is still there, she first threw a wink at the silly uncle, and then said in a greasy voice: "Sir, shall we talk alone?" ”

How can the stupid uncle know what kind of style, and he still has that unfathomable smile on his face. He probably sang two songs just now, and the bar was a little stuffy, so he gently shook his long hair to try to cool down. But he didn't know that this action was too handsome in the eyes of some people, not the kind of young and handsome handsome, but full of the charm of a mature man. The proprietress felt a surge of heat in her lower abdomen, and her eyes that looked at the silly uncle were also like water.

Even Li Xiaopang has to admit that Uncle Silly is definitely a freak of the black blind man, in addition to being stupid, his current temperament is not like a person living in the countryside at all, he should be the kind of legendary mature and elegant gentleman.

The guests began to heckle, and finally it was so burning, of course, they had to listen to a few more songs, so the sound of "one more song" broke out in the audience.

However, there are exceptions, in addition to Li Xiaopang, Liu Yibing is also sitting in the corner with Chu Jianguo and Huang Tiejun, Chu Jianguo drank a glass of beer: "Brother Bing, the opponent is very strong, I suggest you give up-"

Huang Tiejun is relatively old, and he rubbed his temples helplessly: "I don't understand, where did these freaks come from?" ”

"I, I-I-" Liu Yibing didn't say anything in the end, just drank beer cup after glass, and saw that the two children who had grown up were distressed, so they could only drink with him silently.

Someone started to coax the seedlings, of course the stupid uncle also heard it, he usually sings when he has nothing to do, not to mention that there is an accompaniment today. However, he sings purely for his own amusement, and does not think about anything else, so he doesn't care about what the guests are arguing about, but nods to the band, which means that you can sing whatever you want!

This guy must have come to smash the scene - the band was even more convinced of this, and couldn't help but get angry, and a few people briefly communicated, and the drummer prepared a whole foreign song with a super difficult difficulty, but the bass player grinned and took out a horse-head violin from the box with instruments on the ground.

Several other partners were overjoyed, and soon, the melodious sound of the horse-head piano sounded, and the grassland style came to the face.

Li Xiaopang didn't understand what was going on because he was far away, and secretly praised in his heart: It is worthy of the capital, even the band in the bar is of such a high standard, the most important thing is to cooperate well, knowing that we are next to Inner Mongolia, and Uncle Silly is better at this tune.

As soon as the horse-head piano sounded, the stupid uncle's whole person was different again, I saw his long hair flicked, and his body rose and fell rhythmically, as if his long hair was fluttering by the rushing grassland wind, at this moment, he seemed to be riding a horse and galloping in the vast grassland.

"Good!" Before he opened his voice, he had already conquered the guests below with this momentum.

"You have a flower's name, beautiful girl Dolmara-" The low and rich, yet euphemistic and charming mezzo-soprano voice touched the soul, and many people, for the first time, knew the feeling of soul tremor. In their hearts, there is only admiration: this uncle is a god!

The band was miserable: we played "Paradise" or not, shouldn't you sing "Blue Sky, Clear Lake"?

But now no one cares what they play, they are already immersed in the soul-touching song of Uncle Silly. There was no way, and the band had to change the tune and follow the stupid uncle's singing.

Even Liu Yibing's hand holding the wine glass was fixed in mid-air, while Chu Jianguo said fiercely that the beer in the cup was poured into his stomach: "Grandma! I must go to the Black Blind Tun to see what kind of magic there is to tempt our little princess! ”

Although Huang Tiejun did not make a clear statement, he also bowed slightly, whether it was from Liu Yibing's perspective or Qi Gege's perspective, as a small hair, they all had this responsibility.

Uncle Silly's song had come to an end, but he didn't seem to be happy yet, and he was playing with himself again, when he saw a strange sound coming from his throat, low and distant, as if it erupted from the ground of the prairie, and then reverberated throughout the prairie.

This is Humai, people can even play this, and a few of our brothers hit the muzzle of the gun - a few of the band were dumbfounded again.

The guests were also stunned, for them, this kind of voice is still relatively novel, and when they come to the bar, isn't it just to seek novelty and excitement, so they quickly listened.

Uncle Silly's Humai is actually very different from the traditional Mongolian Humai, which adds his own choreography, the rhythm is brighter, the sense of modernity is stronger, and it is more free. This also invisibly fits the atmosphere of the bar.

Gradually, the audience felt uncomfortable holding their throats, and if they didn't shout out, it seemed as if they could hold their throats hoarse. So I don't know who is the leader, and they all follow the example of a silly uncle, and begin to make guttural sounds of various tones.

They have not been trained and practiced, so they are naturally crying wolves and howling, and there is no movement, but these are not important, the important thing is that people are collectively happy, and this is the result that everyone wants.

The people who just entered the bar were shocked: "Is it a full moon night tonight, why did you change the wolf howl?" ”

The companion next to him pouted: "With our haze, can we see the moon?" No, no, my throat is itchy too, so I'll howl twice before I speak—"

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