"Poof"

Yang Yi was frightened by the thunderous singing, and the sip of beer he had just drunk was stunned and squirted out of his nose, two water injections, and Hua Xuan next to him was stunned.

"You dead fat, want to choke Lao Tzu to death?" Yang Yi pointed at the fat man on the stage and scolded angrily.

It's paralyzed, and it's really hard to sing like this, but ...... But why do you want to have some effect, don't you?

For a while, the more than 20 people in the box were miserable, and many girls even covered their ears.

But the fat son Sun Qiang, the initiator, was closing his eyes, intoxicated by his own singing, and didn't care about the outside world.

"Love and hate are in an instant, raise a glass to the moon like a ......"

The fat grandson is Li Yugang's "Drunken Concubine", a very classic song, the whole song has an ancient sound and rhyme, and it is mixed with modern elements, and the two voices are coherent together, which is enough to make people feel the lingering and decisive emotion.

It's just a pity that such a good song was completely ruined when it came to the fat man, and the male voice part could still be heard, the tune was not too difficult, and it was catchy.

The fat man himself is a man, so it is not too difficult to control.

But when it comes to the female voice, it's different, the fat man picks up two heavy burdens by himself, but his voice is strong, and he can't catch up with the sharpness and tactfulness of the female voice, but the fat man is stunned and sings hard.

"陛xià...... Let's have another drink......"

This thing also learned that Li Yugang raised his orchid finger and pointed at the students below, which is really the opposite of 'looking back and smiling'.

"Vomit ......" Luo Jun couldn't stand it, covered his mouth and almost threw up.

This dead fat man completely lost the faces of the four handsome guys in the 616 dormitory, how could he be embarrassed to go on stage when he sang like this?

In just three or four minutes, it was hellish torture for the people in the box, and the students in the second class of economics all lowered their heads in shame, eager to hold up a sign and tell others, I don't know this dead fat man.

The students of the art department were happy, laughing one by one, and almost rolled on the ground.

After the end of a song, the fat man stood on the stage expectantly and bowed to everyone.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you......"

"Sing well, let's have another ......"

The art students were eager to see the people in the second class of economics make a fool of themselves, and they shouted one by one.

"This ...... Is this really okay? The fat man's eyes lit up, he was very excited, and he couldn't believe that he could sing so well.

No, they all said that I didn't sing all five notes when I sang some time ago, but it was hard to hear it, could it be that my brother didn't come for a few days and grew into a super microphone?

"One more song, one more ......"

Everyone in the art department applauded vigorously, and their faces were full of sincere expectations.

The fat man nodded violently and said into the microphone: "Okay, since everyone is so enthusiastic, I will present another song for the little brother, this one is also the best song of the little brother, the name is "Worried". ”

I'm worried about your uncle, we're already worried before you sing.

The students of the second class of economics couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted to Xie Yuan: "Class leader, you let the dead fat man come down, damn, it's a shame for our class, just sing like this and be embarrassed to do it again, you stop him quickly, otherwise our second class of economics will lose face......"

"Yes, yes, the more he sings, the more embarrassed we are, don't think about being a person in school in the future......"

Everyone asked so strongly, Xie Yuan naturally didn't want to refuse, in fact, he also felt that the fat man sang very badly, and he couldn't wait to slap the girl down, paralyzed, who coaxed him to sing just now?

"Fatty, you hurry down ......"

Taking advantage of the fact that the fat man hadn't ordered a good song, Xie Yuan stood up and waved at him.

"Senior class leader, what are you doing? Didn't you see Mai Ba choosing a song? The fat man said impatiently.

Mai Ba, your sister, Xie Yuanqi's teeth are itchy, but you can't say it, after all, in front of so many people, how can you get along with your classmates after they can't get off the stage?

He had no choice but to say: "Fatty, come down, what do you mean by dominating the wheat alone?" Why is it so rude to ask the art students to sing a song too? ”

"Yes...... But they made me sing...... "The fat man is very innocent."

"If you want to sing, you can sing, come down, come down, come down, we are all well-educated college students, how can you make the sister paper of the art department after you do this......"

As soon as Xie Yuan said this, the fat man agreed without saying a word, yes, he couldn't leave a bad impression on the girls in the art department.

He hurriedly put down the wheat fart and ran down, sat between Luo Jun and Fan Tao, and said angrily: "Xie Yuan, that kid really doesn't give face, Lao Tzu doesn't let him sing a song, cut, jealous of his brother's good voice......"

"Uh......" Luo Jun and Fan Tao looked at each other speechlessly, looking at each other.

Luo Jun took out his mobile phone from his pocket, lit up the screen, handed it to the fat man, and said, "Come, I'll listen to you a song......"

"What song to listen to, in front of me, Maiba, any song is a floating cloud......" The fat man's self-confidence swelled and began to pretend to be forced.

However, Luo Jun said so, and the fat man was still very curious to take the phone into his hand, click the play button, and leaned his ear over.

But in the next second, the thing was so excited that he almost threw his mobile phone out, and yelled at Luo Jun angrily: "Luo Jun, what do you mean, let me listen to the sound of killing pigs?" ”

"The sound of killing pigs? This is the song you just sang, Lao Tzu recorded it for you......" Luo Jun struck.

"What?" The fat man's eyes widened, and he glanced at the phone in his hand in disbelief, and then put his ear up again.

This time, he was mentally prepared, listened carefully for a while, and finally his fat face turned red, and he said embarrassedly: "It's still ...... I'm really singing......"

"Who else but you, with this voice, Lao Tzu's fart is better than you......" Luo Jun rolled his eyes, and said very facelessly.

"Uh......"

The fat man was embarrassed and speechless, the 100,000 grass and mud horses in his heart were galloping back and forth, it was over, and he was completely embarrassed and embarrassed, no wonder the little sisters in the art department looked at their brother so strangely just now......

On the other hand, the art department also sent a representative to the stage, and it was one of Liu Shurui's good sisters, Wei Duo, the yellow-haired girl.

The little girl stood timidly in front of everyone, holding the microphone and looking very overwhelmed, she lowered her head and snorted for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to say: "I...... I'll sing you a song "Two Tigers" ......"

"Poof......

Everyone was scorched and tender, and they held a grass, this girl is too cute.