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Chapter 900: Singing

"Zhuang Lin, do you know Mark Trenz?" Xiao Wei asked in surprise with a bright light in her eyes.

"Mark Trenz? Is it that very manly British musician?" Tianhong came over, his eyes widened, looked at Xiao Wei and asked.

"I have known Mark Trenz for many years. In the past, whenever I had free time, he would come to England to find me halfway, drag me to Paris, and serve him as a piano accompaniment." Zhuang Lin raised his head, looked at the ceiling, and said slowly, a smile appeared on his broad face.

"Then..." Xiao Wei was originally thinking about asking something, but before she could speak, Ye Qian had already interrupted her.

"Okay, I know you are a fan of Mark Trenz, but now, it's time to sing. I want to know what I want to ask later and ask Zhuang Lin to sing." Ye Qian said with a smile. Obelovedbyyou found it, and the gentle and beautiful music sounded in the private room.

Zhuang Lin took the microphone and walked to the middle of the private room. Looking at the large display screen, the familiar face and heart also returned to the era in his memory.'It was not until today that he found the queen who dominated my heart and made many things beautiful and real. Don't you know?

...

The masculine boy echoed in the private room. When the last sound, accompanied by the music, disappeared, the women in the private room were all sitting there quietly, looking at the back standing in the middle of the private room, forgetting the others.

"Why do you always look at me with that look? Why, it's not nice?" After the song ended, Zhuang Lin turned around, but found that the women on the sofa were staring at him in various postures. He was puzzled and asked.

Ye Qian and the women reacted, but when those pairs of eyes looked at Zhuang Lin, there were a lot of things inside.

"Zhuang Lin, I never thought that your voice is so nice. I think it's better than the original singer." Ye Qian looked at Zhuang Lin with a smile on her face, looking at Zhuang Lin, and she looked surprised.

"Yes, it's really nice. This is the first time I have seen a Chinese man sing a famous foreign song so well." Tianhong looked like a silly girl, staring at Zhuang Lin, and a little star appeared in front of her.

Among all, only Xiao Wei sat there. Among those beautiful eyes, there was a strange luster flowing. She didn't speak, but just sat quietly, with her long hair hanging down her shoulders, looking at Zhuang Lin quietly.

"Xiao Wei, you are a loyal supporter of Mark Trenz. Do you think Zhuang Lin sings better than Mark Trenz?" Tianhong came to Xiao Wei's side, half lying on her, looking at her, and asked with a smile.

"Well..." Xiao Wei moved her eyes away from Zhuang Lin's body, threw a smile at Tianhong, and nodded.

"Hehe, right? Actually, I always think so, but that guy Mark has been reluctant to admit defeat. He said that I will be equal to him at most. When he comes to China, I have to talk to him again." Zhuang Lin clapped his palms and said with a bright smile.

"Mark Trenz came to China? I remember that before, people in China wanted to invite him to hold concerts in China more than once, but he refused." Tianhong thought for a moment, shook his head and said.

"Hmph, he is the lazy man. He has played one of the few concerts throughout the year. Most of the time, he spends time picking up girls everywhere. However, if I call him, he will definitely come from the West with a rush." ​​Zhuang Lin said with a smile.

"Really? Can you really invite Mark? Zhuang Lin, or you can call Mark and ask him to come to China to hold a concert, which can be regarded as a good thing for us Chinese fans." Xiao Wei's eyes lit up, and she looked at Zhuang Lin and couldn't help but say.

"That's it, then I'll call him when I look back and let him come to China to relax." Zhuang Lin thought for a while, feeling the expectation in Xiao Wei's gaze. He nodded and agreed.

Anyway, that guy Mark was so idle all day long that he harassed himself if he had something to do. If he knew that he had returned to the country and was in Quancheng, he would definitely come from Paris.

"Okay, I've sang too, come too." Zhuang Lin walked back to the sofa, handed the microphone to Ye Qian, and said with a smile.

Perhaps because of Zhuang Lin's song, Tianhong and the other two who were originally restricted gradually let go. A few women, one song after another, sang one song after another. Time passed without realizing it. When they had fun, it was already late at night.

After sending Ye Qian and the other four out of KTV, Zhuang Lin returned to KTV again after watching them get in the car and leave.

He summoned Ma Gan to Ma Gan's office alone, handed over a simple martial arts technique to Ma Gan, and then gave Ma Gan two acquired elixirs that were 50 years old. After repeatedly reminding him, he took the car prepared by Ma Gan and left Qingyuan KTV.

On the other hand, after Ye Qian left, they did not go home separately, but went to Ye Qian's residence together, because both Tianhong and Xiao Wei had too many curiosities and questions to know from Ye Qian.
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