Wu Yingnan hurriedly chased after him.

Wang Lang was so angry that he followed him, and today he was crazy with this girl.

Yu Xiaomei squeezed into the crowd.

A person was singing on the stage. After singing, the people below applauded.

The host walked up, "When it comes to the interactive session, is there any audience member who wants to come up and sing? There are many prizes here. After singing, everyone will be rated. The first place is a cute little golden pig, the second place is a laptop, and the third place is a Huawei mobile phone. Everyone who participates will receive a New Year gift package. All prizes are provided by the sponsor Yilong Commodity City. You must not miss the opportunity, and you will not come again."

Many people are ready to move.

Yu Xiaomei was the first to raise her hand and said with her tongue, "I want to sing!"

The host, regardless of whether he was drunk or not, immediately invited Yu Xiaomei politely, "Audience, please come up, what song do you want to sing?"

Yu Xiaomei had short legs and had some wine, so she basically rolled up, which made everyone laugh.

Wang Lang couldn't help laughing in the audience. Wu Yingnan asked Wang Lang what to do with his eyes. Wang Lang signaled that Yu Xiaomei would come and follow her wishes today.

Yu Xiaomei held the microphone in both hands.

"What do you want to sing..."

The host didn't finish his words.

belch!

Yu Xiaomei's sudden hiccup caused everyone below to laugh again.

Wang Lang covered his face, he really couldn't watch it. This girl really couldn't drink alcohol. Something happened after drinking a little.

Yu Xiaomei cleared her throat and didn't want to accompany her, and just sang it in a cappella.

As soon as you open your mouth, you know it's a werewolf.

The lethality made many people present cover their ears involuntarily, and many people who like to make fun of themselves were cheering and clapping and raping well.

Wang Lang also clapped and clapped his hands below as if he didn't know Yu Xiaomei.

Yu Xiaomei sang an older song called elopement. Wang Lang clearly saw that the host's eyelids were trembling.

The person in charge of the audio was having a meal, but was frightened by Yu Xiaomei's throat and the noodles were stuck in their noses. She put down the lunch box and rushed to adjust the volume. She had committed so many evils in her previous life. She encountered such a thing in this life.

The people below kept clamoring, and there were still people who kept whistling. I don’t know which one was an immoral and shouted another song, almost killed by the eyes of the people next to me.

"I want to elope with you..."

Yu Xiaomei sang loudly with all her strength.

Wang Lang listened below.

Everyone around was joking excitedly, but Wang Lang knew what Yu Xiaomei was singing.

Wang Lang expressed his thoughts to Yu Xiaomei a long time ago, but Yu Xiaomei obviously didn't listen. Wang Lang drew a line by himself and did not allow himself to cross that line. No matter where he was, he would treat Yu Xiaomei as a child.

After singing, the host breathed a long sigh and smiled professionally, "It is obvious that this little sister is a little sister with a story. She roared out all her obsession with love in the singing, sang out the anger of rock, and sang the heart-wrenching heart in her heart."

Yu Xiaomei sucked her nose, "Do I sing well?"

"So good!"

The people below started to cheer.

Yu Xiaomei smiled sweetly, sucked her nose again, and said with her tongue, "This year is my zodiac year. Can I want that little golden pig?"

"good!"

A group of viewers roared.

The host smiled slightly, "This is a little sister with rules. You need to wait for everyone to vote to decide. If you get a lot of votes, it will be yours."

Yu Xiaomei said oh, got off the stage, jumped over and held Wu Yingnan's arm.

Many young men's eyes lit up when they saw Wu Yingman.

Wu Yingnan has that kind of neutral beauty, which makes people want to take a few more glances.

"Is there anyone else?" the host asked.

An old lady raised her hand to sing, and went up to sing a song about apples, and then she played several people one after another.

When Wang Lang looked at it, he actually had a good singing style. From some subtle points, Wang Lang saw the tricks, which were all insiders. Most of the audience had not received professional training and could not compare to those people. It was obvious that the organizer did not want the audience to get those precious prizes.

Yu Xiaomei refused to leave and was stupidly waiting for the lottery to be drawn later.

After several rounds, more than a dozen people sang the songs. Finally, the host asked several times if anyone else sang them.

No one speaks.

The host smiled slightly, "Since there is no, then I..."

"have!"

Yu Xiaomei suddenly shouted loudly.

Wang Lang turned his head inexplicably to look at Yu Xiaomei, but Yu Xiaomei kicked Wang Lang's butt, and Wang Lang staggered forward.

Yu Xiaomei pointed at Wang Lang with her tongue wide, "He sang!"

Wang Lang looked at him with a black question mark.

The host smiled slightly, "Are you going to sing this audience, too?"

Yu Xiaomei took the opportunity to clap her hands, "Sing one, sing one, sing one..."

I don’t know what happened, but today’s audiences are very protective of Yu Xiaomei, and they all follow Yu Xiaomei to make fun of Wang Lang.

The host turned his head slightly to look at a person, and the man nodded. The host handed the microphone to Wang Lang, "Since everyone wants you to sing so enthusiastically, come up and present a song to everyone."

The reason why many people in the audience followed Yu Xiaomei was that they felt that Wang Lang should be a silly voice like Yu Xiaomei and a terrible singer who could make everyone happy.

Wang Lang came to the stage.

He looked at Yu Xiaomei, who was looking up at the stage from the bottom of the stage.

Wang Lang brought the microphone holder, clamped the microphone on it, held the microphone in both hands, closed his eyes gently, and turned around to tell the sound engineer, "Shan Hai."

The prelude slowly flowed out, and the drum beats followed, and Wang Lang's hoarse and vicissitudes of life slowly came, a little lazy, mixed with a bit of confusion, a bit of panic, a bit of self-breath, a bit of self-mockery, and a bit of a sorry.

"I looked at myself innocent, appeared in stories without me, waiting for my response, a reason for this."

The voice was lazy, and I felt a person standing in front of me. The singing slowly came into everyone's ears, galloping all the way, instantly reaching everyone's heart, ringing something, and resonating a lot.

Suddenly, Wang Lang yelled, "He understood, he understood, I can't afford it, so he turned around and walked towards the mountains!

He understood, he understood, I couldn't afford it, so he turned around and walked towards the sea!"

Singing out a kind of anger from the depths of the soul. With a decadent body, he roared at the reality of this day, just like the little man with a set fate in his pen shouting wildly in the darkness. Finally, the reality is completely defeated. He is not him. He thinks it is him, but he can only think about it. He turns around, walks towards the mountains, towards the sea, towards the unknown, and towards the land of desolation.

He understands, he understands.

I can't afford it.

So he turned around and walked towards the mountains.

He understands, he understands.

I can't afford it.

So he turned around and walked towards the sea.
Chapter completed!