Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Disguise of the Pentatonic Insufficiency
Liu Tong's introduction immediately attracted a burst of cheers in the private room.
At this time, the girls sitting on the bench sofas on both sides of the box peeked at Yang Fan from time to time, and it could be seen from their eyes that Yang Fan's appearance was indeed worthy of the title of temperament school.
However, only one red-haired girl cast an indifferent look at Yang Fan.
But Yang Fan didn't notice this at all, but sat on the bench sofa next to him while drinking beer and drinks, and kept sending things to his mouth.
Yang Fan's behavior quickly aroused the disgust of other girls, but those alumni of the same school knew it one by one, and they seemed to be accustomed to Yang Fan's performance for a long time.
Liu Tong also paid attention to Yang Fan's abnormal behavior, after all, this product didn't take the initiative to greet others from the moment he came in, and he didn't say a word, he sat on the bench sofa and began to eat, drink, and eat! ……
"I said Yang Fan, your kid is a little unkind today, the snacks in this KTV are not cheap, you kid is going to eat them to death!"
Yang Fan drank a small box of yogurt worth twenty-five yuan again, and then said,
"You don't know, I haven't eaten for a day, so I'm waiting for this meal!"
"Damn! You're ruthless! ”
Liu Tong was speechless for a while at Yang Fan's explanation.
At this moment, Hua Wei suddenly walked to Yang Fan's side.
"I said Yang Fan, don't sit here and know how to eat, come, sing a song to everyone!"
After speaking, Hua Wei forced the microphone in his hand into Yang Fan's hand.
However, Hua Wei's move immediately aroused the ridicule of the group of bad friends behind Yang Fan!
"Hahaha...... Yang Fan, hurry up, let me give you a song, you are a god-level singer, can you be a big guy if you don't sing a song here? ”
At this moment, Li Haitao, who was behind Yang Fan, took the opportunity to add fuel and vinegar.
Yang Fan looked at the group of hurtful people behind him, and it was a little difficult to ride a tiger for a while, after all, this group of guys had long been familiar with their musical talent of incomplete five tones and seven tones in the same tone, and they even added fuel to the fire at this time, obviously wanting to see themselves make a fool of themselves among these girls.
However, Yang Fan has also learned smartly, and the reason why people with incomplete pentatonic notes are ridiculed for singing is that they can understand the lyrics, and if they can't understand it, they can't hear what song you are singing at all.
Although Yang Fan is not good at tone, he has the potential to local dialects that are difficult for ordinary people to reach.
In order to hide his weakness, Yang Fan deliberately studied Cantonese for a period of time.
The magic of Cantonese is that no matter how ugly the song is, as long as it is sung in Cantonese, you will feel good and interesting!
Sure enough, under the expectant gaze of everyone, Yang Fan sat next to the song selection machine and ordered a song.
The music sounded slowly, and everyone looked at Yang Fan, especially the girls who were guilty of nymphomania, and their eyes were full of admiration.
With the beat of the music, Yang Fan picked up the microphone in his hand and sang affectionately.
It's not about caring for anything in return
I don't look forward to it for tomorrow
Because I'm alone
You can only be honest with your feelings
Just for your words, I swayed all over
Just for a smile love exists
Those who think too much
I won't understand it for the rest of my life
……
I don't know if it's because Yang Fan's Cantonese is too exquisite, or the melody of this song itself is very easy to sing, everyone sitting on the bench sofa at this time, including Hua Wei, who is ready to see Yang Fan make a fool, did not have a word of comment at the moment, let alone ridicule, but sat quietly, leaving Yang Fan alone to sing alone.
Maybe Yang Fan is too devoted, or maybe the song itself is too affectionate, Yang Fan at this moment seems to be the one in the lyrics, vivid, and it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.
"Good!"
"It is worthy of the temperament of our science and technology, and it is so handsome to sing a song!"
"One more song!"
…… At the end of a song, the room returned to a joyful atmosphere, and it seemed that Yang Fan's performance just now was indeed too devoted.
However, Yang Fan, who sat back on the sofa, started his previous behavior again: eat, drink, eat! ……
Hua Wei looked at the snacks and drinks on the glass coffee table in front of the sofa and was almost eaten by Yang Fan, the cups and plates on the table were messy, the yogurt boxes were piled up, and even the melon seeds were eaten by Yang Fan, and there were only a few rice left!
Hua Wei gritted his teeth and shouted to the waiter-like people passing by outside,
"Waiter, then serve Lao Tzu two beers, twenty boxes of yogurt, and melon seeds and fruit bowls!"
However, as soon as the "waiter" turned around, he immediately showed a fierce face, a face full of embarrassing scum, which was very different from his back.
The middle-aged "waiter" immediately walked to Hua Wei's side, came up and grabbed Hua Wei's collar, turned his fangs out in his mouth, and looked like a wild boar stepping on a mine.
"Give up your girl's pen, you and pull a Lao Tzu!"
The middle-aged man's words were full of dialects, and for a while Hua Wei thought that this waiter was asking for a tip, but he was pinched in front of so many people, where was Hua Wei willing to agree, and he immediately said unrelentingly,
"You let Lao Tzu go, or Lao Tzu will kill you!"
"Mother, come on, old eggs!"
The middle-aged "waiter" scolded Hua Wei in dialect again, but after speaking, he loosened Hua Wei's collar, and then the middle-aged "waiter" glanced down in the private room.
Hua Wei thought that this guy was afraid of himself, and immediately added to the middle-aged man,
"Dog day thing, if it weren't for the fact that you are old, Lao Tzu would have done it a long time ago!"
After saying that, Hua Wei returned to the private room again, found the girl with glasses, and immediately sat down gentlemanly.
However, within two minutes, the door of the room was kicked open, and there were three or four guys with big bellies and round waists and tattoos standing outside the door.
However, as soon as the group entered the door, they immediately cursed into the room,
"Give up your girl's pen, smash!"
As soon as the words fell, three or four big men with big bellies and round waists rushed towards where Hua Wei was in the room!
However, there are girls here, and Yang Fan's group of bad friends are not vegetarians, so they immediately rushed forward to stop these big men from coming.
However, these four big men weighed more than 180 pounds alone, and they didn't take Yang Fan's group of bad friends in their eyes at all, and they didn't pretend to be cowardly, sitting in the corner of the wall and not daring to move, like lambs to be slaughtered, letting these middle-aged men punch and kick themselves.
However, the six girls from the other school suffered.
I saw that the middle-aged "waiter" just now kept lingering on the chests of these girls, and suddenly the scumbag man's footsteps stopped beside Hua Wei.
"Mother, come on, Bird Bida owes."
The middle-aged man said as he set his eyes on the neckline of the girl next to Hua Wei, delusionally wanting to get a glimpse of the scene.
But no one can understand what the bird language in the mouth of the middle-aged man is, but everyone understands that these words in the mouth of the middle-aged man are definitely not good words!
At this moment, even Hua Wei, who is usually extremely arrogant, can only swallow a stomach of bitter water back into his mouth in the face of the middle-aged man's obscene gaze at the girls around him.