Author: Lazy

KTV is basically open at noon, and there are a lot of students during the summer vacation.

Because the room fee is particularly cheap from noon to five pm.

It’s time for adults to wait until night, and ladies usually only appear at night.

Mengsha is a relatively famous nearby and has many students.

They were all blocked at the door, and there were many beautiful girls. Even so, Jiang He was still the most conspicuous, just like the brightest one among the stars.

Xia Chuan was not too arrogant, and he was a little handsome.

Putting aside the once thick hairstyle like a child, I now look much more mature, whether it is conversation or the expression revealed between my eyebrows.

The two of them stood together and looked like boyfriend and girlfriend.

Especially Jiang He was chattering, talking and laughing.

Dou Qingqing glanced at Yang Jia's "unlucky".

Yang Jia saw that Jiang He was just chatting with Xia Chuan, and his envious rear alveolar was about to be broken.

I am afraid of my brother's hardships, and I am afraid of my brother's driving a Land Rover.

Soon, I went up to the second floor.

A small private room costs more than ten or twenty yuan per hour, and it will be eighty or ninety or ninety at night, and there is still a shortage of supply.

When he was in college, he often opened a private room with his roommates to sing.

Yang Jia ordered a popular song, and she cried and howled as soon as she started.

I don’t know that he was not singing well in all the rooms around him, and he could listen clearly just by going to the entrance.

Jiang He rolled his eyes and did not cover his ears politely.

Dou Qingqing is different, she doesn’t give her any face: “It sounds so ugly…”

"What did you say?" Yang Jia asked with a smile.

But Dou Qingqing said, "I said, you sang so well."

"Yeah?"

Yang Jia felt that she was OK again, and she was really not sure about it.

Dou Qingqing ordered the "courage" of the six-eyed flying fish.

Compared to singing by himself, Jiang He is more interested in Xiachuan.

Jiang He's singing is the same as hers, crisp and melodious, but she can't sing, so she can only sing the bass.

Xia Chuan crossed his legs.

There is nothing to do today, listen to the song on the brothel.

"The lung capacity is not good, it shouldn't be true, if you dance since childhood."

Xia Chuan said with great interest.

Jiang He responded 'um', as if angry and sweet: "I've said it all~"

Xia Chuan sat on the high stool on the singing stand, pressing the guitar horizontally, and became familiar with it. It had been a long time since he played it, and the feel seemed to be still there.

"Please help me order a gray avatar of Lao Xu..."

Xia Chuan has had good talent in singing since he was a child, but unfortunately his family has no money.

You know, you need to stuff 200,000 yuan to go on a show similar to the Avenue of Stars, and it’s just going up.

I said, how can I break it if I have talent but don’t have money?

He is just one of the most beautiful people, and there are many people who are better than him but are covered in dust.

Go up to a certain foot and down to the Avenue of Stars.

It is said that even if there are millions of youth training at home, I can’t even sit on the bench, and I don’t know if it’s true or not, and if it’s so exaggerated.

Xiachuan's tone is slender, gentle, and has neutral colors.

For male voices, thin voice is a physiological advantage, such as "Ki Zhixuan", etc., which are typical examples.

Your gray avatar won't jump anymore

Even a simple greeting

How sad it is to read intimate communication pages

What is falling and rising into the sky

…

Dou Qingqing stared at Xia Chuan on the singing stage, her eyes flashing.

Jiang He's bright eyes shone brightly, with a hint of envy.

"I didn't expect him to sing so well."

Dou Qingqing whispered.

Jiang He nodded gently: "Yes, he can write songs by himself and play guitar..."

"Ah, why do you know him so well?"

Dou Qingqing stared at Jiang He in surprise, Sister, something is wrong with you.

Jiang He didn't care: "We have talked a lot together to take the driver's license."

“What does writing a song mean?”

"The last time the song was written by him."

"Really or not?"

Dou Qingqing didn't believe it.

Noting that the two girls were not attracted by their singing, Xia Chuan reminded: "You are a little disrespectful."

"Sorry, we are praising you."

Originally, Xia Chuan didn't want to pretend, but since they didn't give face, turn off the original soundtrack.

Holding the strings, a gentle sound was heard.

Looking at the blue sea and the blue sky alone

The plastering in my heart is a little lighter

Dolphins fly past their eyes

…

The first time I met a cloudy day covering your side face

…

I feel I understand your special

Jiang He's white little hands accompanied him, looking at him in surprise.

The eyes are opposite each other, but they are inadvertently staggered.

Looking at his meticulous and serious appearance, the sunny boy also brought a touch of literary atmosphere.

Jiang He thought, ‘The lyrics are really good, and the guitar is also very good’.

Seeing that Jiang He's eyes were on Xia Chuan, Dou Qingqing whispered: "Jiang He, you won't fall in love with Xia Chuan, are you?"

"Am I?"

Jiang He shook his head: "I think he is very outstanding. Friends like him, just like I like you too."

"Just treat him as a friend?"

"Of course, we haven't known each other for a long time."

Jiang He denied Dou Qingqing's statement. Although she thought Xia Chuan was interesting, excellent and able to chat, she had not yet reached the point of like.

There is a wall in your heart, but I find a window

Occasionally a hint of warm light

Xia Chuan was not satisfied with his singing voice, and he was still immature. After all, he didn't have time to polish it.

Yang Jia felt that her power was completely exclusive to Xia Chuan, and she was very depressed.

Even chatting with Jiang He was interrupted by Dou Qingqing one after another.

Two hours passed without realizing it.

Xia Chuan ordered a lot of songs, but in many capitals there were no classic songs.

After leaving the box, Jiang He asked with a smile: "I'll go to the exam next week. Can you pass?"
To be continued...