In this regard, Song Zixuan looked chic on the surface and didn't care much about it, but he was so angry in his heart.

I think it's all the touting hosted by that brain-entangled beauty that caused him, the prince of love songs of his generation, to lose!

Song Zixuan squeezed out of the crowd and sat beside Lu Zijia with a wilted ass.

Seeing him like this, Lu Zijia couldn't gloat anymore, so he patted him on the shoulder and comforted, "Don't be sad, there are always people who sing worse than you." ”

Song Zixuan, who didn't feel comforted at all, "......"

"I've made such a big sacrifice, and you still mock me, what about your little conscience?"

Song Zixuan looked at her with resentment in his eyes, as if she was a little daughter-in-law who had been bullied.

Lu Zijia, who felt that his appearance was a little spicy, silently looked away: she was really comforting people.

Seeing her look away, Song Zixuan's resentment deepened.

So with the idea that it is better for everyone to sacrifice alone, Song Zixuan stuffed the microphone he was still holding in his hand to Lu Zijia.

"I'll pour him wine later, and you can sing to get his attention, so I can find an opportunity to pour it out!"

He had already sacrificed the title of the prince of love songs just now, but he couldn't sacrifice his image because he was drunk.

Lu Zijia, "......"

"Are you sure?"

Lu Zijia suddenly looked at him with a smile.

Song Zixuan was a little furious by her, but he still nodded resolutely, "Sure, we are working together, you can't refuse." ”

Since they're friends, they can't always sacrifice alone, right?

"Okay. ”

Lu Zijia didn't resist, so he compromised and agreed.

Song Zixuan's eyelids jumped: What's going on with the ominous premonition in his heart that is more obvious?

"Come on, let's go, let's let, let's let, my friend is in a good mood today, I'll give you a song.

I can tell you, my friend sings very well, and I guarantee that you will become a brain-dead fan in an instant when you hear it. ”

Song Zixuan quickly cleared the venue, leaving the middle position to Lu Zijia, and at the same time beckoned the others to sit back on the sofa and continue to get drunk and enjoy Lu Zijia's singing.

"Bai Shao, let's sit here, how about we drink next? I don't believe that I won't be able to win against you. ”

Song Zixuan pulled Bai Xiao to the position where the live broadcast could be filmed without a trace, and said with a look of unyielding.

And his appearance of not admitting defeat greatly pleased Bai Xiao, "Yes, today Young Master Ben will let you lose convincingly, if you lose this time, you will have to call me brother in the future!"

Brother, you are an ancestor of eighteen generations!

Song Zixuan complained in his heart, but he agreed very happily.

"The more fierce the wind, the more my heart swings~~"

"Poof—"

Song Zixuan, who had just had a drink with Bai Xiao, suddenly spurted out the wine before he could drink it into his stomach.

Of course, there are many people who spray like him.

It's just that Lu Zijia's singing voice is so beautiful, it's like killing a pig, which made their originally drunken heads sober up in an instant.

"Blow, blow, my pride indulgence.

Blowing, blowing can't destroy my pure garden.

Let the wind blow, let it ......"

Everyone present, "!!"

The crowd watching the live broadcast through their mobile phones, "!!"

After listening to it, it instantly turned into a brain-dead powder?

Just going out of tune out of the alien planet, even better than killing pigs, it's already good if you don't throw rotten eggs, and you're still a fart!

Lu Zijia, who was immersed in her singing, was still in 'blowing, blowing, my pride indulgence', and she didn't know how many people wanted to throw rotten eggs at her at this moment......

ps: The lyrics are from "Wild Son".