The first level.

Qin Yi held flowers in her hand and said with a smile: "The first level, singing and physical strength!" As a qualified groom, you must be able to sing and make the bride happy! You have to have good physical strength to satisfy the bride! ”

"So, sing a song that satisfies us, and if we are not satisfied, we will seal a big red envelope for each of the eight bridesmaids; 60 push-ups a minute, and red envelopes will also be given if you are unqualified! ”

"Hahahaha, hurry up, hurry up, dare not take it!"

The bridesmaids smiled brightly, and the groomsmen looked at each other.

The meaning of the best man's existence is to help the groom resolve all difficulties and help the groom to embrace the beauty.

Mr. Shan patted his chest and opened the first step with confidence: "Sing, come on!" I sing to your satisfaction! ”

All:...

"Damn, Lao Shan, you better let me come." The fat man and Ma Fei hurriedly stepped forward to pull the mountain boss. Others sing for money, but Shan always sings for death.

Pure narrowed his eyes and exchanged glances with the bridesmaids: "Okay, okay, the first half of the first pass, you will come." Sing a song and open the door to love. ”

Everyone subconsciously took two steps back, and Lu Zuoyu had already rubbed his ears in advance.

Mr. Shan sorted out the little yellow hair and stepped forward, and the first step of the ice cube's future happiness was opened by him!

cleared his throat, Mr. Shan opened his voice decisively and sang a song "Today You Want to Marry Me":

"The warm flowers of spring bloom and take away the sentimentality of winter

The breeze blows a romantic breath, and every love song is sudden

Full of meaning, I suddenly saw you at this moment~~"

With the singing of "Miserable", the surroundings fell silent.

The seabirds flying not far away staggered and almost fell from mid-air.

Pure and Qinyi subconsciously took two steps back, wanting to cover their ears.

It's just that Mr. Shan is completely unaware of the lethality of his voice, and everyone who sings will not feel that his singing is unpleasant, and Mr. Shan also feels it.

A song is over.

Mr. Shan listened perfectly, turned his head with a smile, and asked his loyal listeners everywhere: "How is it, is it a full score to clear the customs!" ”

The silence next to him sighed, took out eight thick big red envelopes, and handed them to the eight poor bridesmaids. Half of the first level has been lost.

immediately flew to pat Mr. Shan and praised him: "Song... I memorized the lyrics well. ”

Yu Dongchen: "Don't sing in crowded places, brother, it's dangerous." ”

The fat man clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, I'll give you 100 points for this song, if the total score is 100 million points." ”

Shen Zhen: "Don't eat in your mouth when singing!" What the? Didn't eat? Oh......"

Mr. Shan: (ˉ▽ ̄~) cut ~~

This bunch of guys who don't understand postmodern abstract music.

It took Qin Yi a long time to recover from Mr. Shan's magic tone out of tune, yes, there shouldn't be a singing link! It's not torturing the best man, it's killing himself...

"Not satisfied with singing!! The red envelope is quite powerful! Purse her lips and continued, "50 push-ups a minute, all the best men have to do it, as long as one of them is qualified, you can pass the first door!" ”

Physical strength is a necessary part of testing the groom!

Fifty push-ups a minute, this is the standard in the army, and it is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

The fat man frowned, and his fat face was aggrieved: "I suspect that this link is targeting me, a two-hundred-pound monk..."

"It's okay, it's okay, there's silence anyway." Mr. Shan smiled, "Silence has good physical strength, come and come, do push-ups on the spot!" It's only the first level, and you can't back down! ”