Chapter 100 Self-inflicted iniquity, thou shalt not live

Although Su Musha used to be more homely, he has always liked music, otherwise he would not have learned guitar and hip-hop dance. Although I have been squatting at home since graduation, I usually keep music on at home, listen to my favorite songs, listen to the latest charts or something, and occasionally play and sing to myself. Of course, he won't do any live broadcasts, after all, no one will want to watch the two-hundred-pound fat man.

After passing through, the Jiao family didn't have the habit of listening to music, so this time they had the opportunity to sing and have a good time.

Su Musha picked out some more classic "old songs" and ordered a large list, although they are "old songs" for him, they are still more popular at the moment, and even some Ah Jin are not very good at singing.

Su Musha didn't care about him, jumped on the sofa by himself, put the other microphone away, and began to sing those songs to the pickup.

He doesn't have to look at the screen, anyway, he can't sing the lyrics now, it's all "squeak squeak......", just sing a tune along with the accompaniment and have fun for himself.

Su Musha was singing energetically, and the wine on the black charcoal side also came up, and he was a little S-shaped when he walked. After seeing Su Musha singing, he suddenly had the idea of singing.

It staggered over to the couch, jumped on it, and snatched the microphone from Akin's hand with a slap. Ah Jin also drank too much, and was robbed by black charcoal like this, but he didn't resist, and fell asleep directly on one side.

Holding the microphone in his arms, Black Charcoal directly began to howl.

Su Mu glanced at Hei Tan, he knew that Hei Tan had a lot of grievances in his heart, whether it was suddenly turning into a cat body, or being caught inexplicably this time and almost killed, Hei Tan would have a lot of anger in his heart. It's okay to sing and vent.

Anyway, Su Musha himself also needs to vent, Lao Tzu's new fruit machine, Lao Tzu's bank account, Lao Tzu's house, Lao Tzu's pesticide account......

Su Musha didn't care what the black charcoal was howling, and followed the accompaniment to "squeak and squeak" over there. Anyway, all he picked out were very passionate songs, everyone roared!

At ten o'clock in the evening, Jiao's mother and Jiao's father hadn't slept yet, although they were relieved that Wei Ling took them out, but they didn't make a phone call. Just as I was thinking about it, the phone rang in the bedroom.

Jiao's father, who was closer to the phone, quickly picked up the phone, and on the other end of the phone, there was a signature howl of "whoa, whoa", and a few words of "squeak" were heard in the interval between ventilation.

Jiao's father, who was just about to ask out loud, was silent for a moment, and waited until the other side was quiet, and then asked, "What's wrong with the black charcoal and the gray ball?" ”

Wei Ling held up the phone and entered the bathroom, quiet here, "Black Tan is drunk and is singing with Gray Ball now...... No, Gray Ball he didn't drink! ”

After a while, Wei Ling ran out of the bathroom and asked Long Qi to turn off the stereo, and then put the phone between a cat and a mouse and turned on the speakerphone.

"Squeak!" Su Musha was on the rise, but he also saw the phone that Wei Ling put down, and ran over to squeak loudly at the microphone, saying that he was fine, very good.

Removing the background sound, Jiao's father clearly heard the howl of his cat and the squeak of the hamster, and he felt full of energy, very energetic, and felt a lot more relieved.

"Black charcoal?" Jiao's mother grabbed the microphone and called a few times.

Black Tan was howling, and suddenly the music was gone, the surroundings were quiet, and the voice of the Jiao family came from the microphone.

"Aren't the black charcoal and ash balls coming back today?" This is Yuzu asking.

"What are you doing with black charcoal and gray balls?" This is Jiaoyuan's voice.

"Black charcoal and gray balls are singing with people!" Jiao's father replied over there.

Well, now that I have a home, I have Jiao's father and Jiao's mother, Jiao Yuan's little grapefruit, and a hamster brother, Hei Tan tilted his head and thought for a while, and his mood suddenly improved.

Wei Ling saw that Hei Tan stopped howling, quickly picked up the phone and ran to the bathroom, and made a bunch of promises with Jiao's mother and Jiao's father, and then hung up the phone.

As soon as I opened the door to the bathroom, I heard the music equipment be turned on again, and I ordered a very popular song with a super high pitch, and then the black cat began to howl again, and the voice became more intense.

Wei Ling looked over there, the black cat on the sofa, holding the microphone and stretching his neck, the voice that had crossed two and a half degrees but was not in tune at all and roared hysterically, Wei Ling really wanted to die.

You can't live if you do your own evil!

Wei Ling wanted to go out and be quiet for a while, but he was afraid that Long Qi would not be able to look at this cat alone, and there was a little hamster fanning the flames on the side, and he didn't know what moths would come out.

Long Qi wanted to go to the cat to get the microphone, but was scratched by the cat a few times, but his hand was not scratched, and there were several holes in the sleeves of the newly bought suit; I wanted to turn off the stereo, but I was threatened by the little hamster rushing up and grinning his teeth, and then insisted on not being bitten; wanted to sneak out under the pretext of patrolling, but was stopped by Wei Ling, saying that he would share weal and woe. Suffer your uncle!

Ye Hao came back from his errands, and the people below reported that Wei Ling had come and was waiting in the private room, so he came directly to find it.

The sound insulation of the private room is very good, and the corridor is very quiet, but as soon as Ye Hao opened the door of the private room, the strange howl in front of him suddenly startled everyone.

The leopard behind Ye Hao quickly stepped forward and blocked in front of Ye Hao. According to his subordinates, there were only Wei Ling and Long Qi in the private room, and there was a young boy, and none of them would make such a desperate sound.

As for the black charcoal and the gray ball, although his subordinates also said that Wei Ling brought a pet, the leopard didn't take it to heart, how could a cat and a mouse scream so shockingly.

Ye Hao waved his hand and slowly opened the door, the sound in the room spread to the entire corridor, and the background music could be heard as a familiar pop rock song, but the ghost howl amplified by the microphone was louder and clearer, and a weird "squeak" sound was indirectly inserted.

The people on duty on both sides of the corridor suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, what was going on in that private room?

Ye Hao and the leopard dodged into the door, quickly closed the door, and then saw the culprit of the noise at a glance.

On the couch sat a cat, in a human-like posture, leaning on the back of the couch and holding a microphone in its arms. There was also a microphone lying on the side, a little hamster squatted in front of the microphone, and kept twisting a few times with the music, and as the song was finished, the little hamster also pressed the remote control on the side, and quickly cut into the next song.

Ye Hao's eyes swept the whole room, and there was a guy lying on the sofa, who seemed to have drunk too much, and it should be the young boy brought by Wei Ling.

As for Wei Ling, he sat on the chair on the side with a big headset, looking like he was worse than dead.

Long Qi sat in the corner, holding glasses in one hand and supporting his forehead in the other, and the sleeves of his newly bought suit were full of scratches and holes, which looked like they had been scrapped.

Long Qi noticed that the door was opened, and as soon as he looked up and saw Ye Hao and the leopard, he immediately bounced up from the chair, ran over and said to Ye Hao, "Brother Hao, you're back, I'll go downstairs to patrol the field!" After that, he was ready to slip out.