I’m A Baller

When Wang Yan took the microphone and stood up, everyone felt as if a superstar was standing in front of them.

The aura of love who loves everyone is a younger brother, as if Charlotte stood on the stage of good sound, about to detonate the audience and knock them all down.

The ethereal and windy temperament is especially useful in situations of intense emotions. It perfectly inspires all the unruly, debauched and unruly rock and roll in Wang Yan's bones.

Yuan Yuezhi, like bringing the master to come!

Xiaomi raised her head in awe, and asked weakly, "Wang, Shao Wang, what song do you sing?"

"Exaggerated."

The youngest raised his head and took a deep breath, his face grim.

The appearance of 83 is already very handsome, and the more important thing is the good temperament and upright manner.

In He Xiaolu's eyes, he was unclear.

In the eyes of He Meng, my heart trembled slightly.

It seems that in Qiuli's eyes, the heat is rolling...Ah no, tears filled her eyes.

The rest of the classmates waited even more with bated breath-the little transparent silk Wang had never been in a KTV before. It was obvious that the Internet cafes were more real at night, so no one knew what Uncle Jie was.

Looks so strong!

...

Sorry you guys think too much.

Although the youngest decided to give it up, they just didn't seem to be nervous, and in fact they were a little hypoxic without taking a breath.

Why are there so many brain supplements? Mental illness!

...

The sound of the accompaniment sounded, and the young man's drunkenness rose slightly, remembering the original intention of choosing this song.

In a word-the favorite song of the year.

The lyrics are so well written, every word is written in Wang Yan's heart.

Hummed repeatedly, practiced often, but never had a chance to sing.

Today is the time!

At the end of the prelude, sing to yourself.

"If someone asks me, I will speak, but no one comes

I look forward to being helpless, I have something to say, I can’t get loaded

I feel like a bottle cover has been uncovered

Juba is growing moss

The quieter the crowd, the more inacceptable. "

As soon as the first sentence was uttered, everyone exclaimed "Wow".

It's not the amazing sound of the rogue voice + super strong singing ability that sounds nice and kneels.

However, that strong emotion brought a greater shock.

The bitterness, helplessness, and self-deprecating are all contained in a slightly flat tune, drowning people like a thick fog.

In an instant, everyone was sympathetic.

This is the only song that Wang Yan can't sing out of tune. It comes from repeated thinking about each word.

Moreover, Wang Yan has a permanent skill that has never been effective-the immortal in the wine? Drunk Song!

[Description: Singing for wine, life geometry]

[You can convey your emotions in singing when you are drinking to three minutes and drunk slightly]

What emotions are more real than personal experience?

Once, I was a little transparent who was not taken seriously!

When Wang Yan finished singing the first chorus in a slightly depressed manner, the applause immediately sounded like thunder.

The young and old didn't pay any attention, and looked down slightly, calm as a pool.

"That year, at the eighteenth year, the alma mater dance, standing like a Luo

At that time I swear in tears, you must see me

There are too many ordinary and ordinary roads in the world

Which one do you live in?

Too much neglect at work in love

Self-esteem has already fallen..."

In the second paragraph, the mood is getting deeper and deeper.

In the eighteenth year of that year, there was no dance party for the experiment, but there was a college entrance banquet every three days.

I drank like myself at Liu Weilong's college entrance banquet. The most memorable scene of that day was He Meng's casual glance before he fell drunk.

She was thinking: Are boys really boring?

Or simply didn't notice it?

Looking back at the scene at that time, I finally realized that it was completely self-sufficient.

How many boys get drunk at every entrance banquet, what's up with others? !

If you are not relatives, why should you worry about you or have other emotions towards you? !

However, at that moment, Wang Yan's self-esteem was really frustrated. It was a bit ridiculous in retrospect, but the little boy was really like this. Tsxsw.

Sensitivity and fragility are indeed bad, but right and wrong aside, that emotion is real and memorable.

On that night, Wang Yan already swears in tears, one day, you must see me!

The next day, Wang Yonglei called and asked: "Will you go to He Meng's promotion banquet?"

Wang Yan flatly refused: "Don't go!"

In the next dialogue, Si Wang was full of anger that had nowhere to vent, and the current male **** Wang is still fresh in his memory.

"Ah? Really? That's such a beautiful woman! What do you think?"

"It's not the same person at all, why are you going?"

understand? !

What are you going to do? !

Like a clown, teased by those guys who are overwhelmed with superiority, just to lick his face and say a few words with He Meng, and then go home with the fragrance of her body to lust? !

Gujiao is a mining city filled with nouveau riche. The commercial center and scarred urban villages are staggered. You and my family are the epitome of thousands of urban farmers, living in the daytime without sunshine. Low shanty town!

In such a money society full of impetuous atmosphere, the gap between you and He Meng is filled in by [classmate relationship]!

When people are poor, breathing is wrong.

but!

As long as the self-esteem remains, any mistake can be corrected!

The anger faded, and his self-esteem returned to his place. The next scenes suddenly flashed in Wang Yan's mind-the envy of classmates, the worship of friends, the obedience of the goddess, the shock of the second generation, the respect of the subordinates...

Finally all turned into a chuckle.

Do you think I am still me?

Ah!

The last chorus was coming, and the youngest took a deep breath, sucking back all the grievances, incomprehension, extremeness, resentment, and anger.

Then, with a violent gesture of green veins, he roared out again!

"You can tell me to be pompous, and don't be afraid of a few boos

If I am boring

Do you see the show?

Is it hysterical enough?

Drenched in tears, I only want you to be surprised

Do I seem to not exist in the old days?

Increase the bet, the green veins also appear

I know, does it exist now? what? ! "

The last short ha, like a wild wolf who hasn’t slept for a long time with red eyes but finally hunted a bull, ridiculed the world, society, and destiny with the most disdain!

Tell me, am I still there? !

Me, Wang Yan, that little and transparent, can you see it now? !

"Stare at me, don't just look at smallpox!

I'm not your cup of tea, you can drink, drink, and drink as much as you like! "

The penultimate sentence, Wang Yan breathed to the end, sang three consecutive drinks hoarse.

It was not even sung, but roared. The sound was broken, but it was also released sufficiently.

I am so hi!

Brother is very hi now!

Looking up at my eyes, you make me extremely happy!

With the last sentence left, the exhausted rich brother didn't bother to sing anymore, and threw the microphone on the sofa, picked up a glass of wine, and drank it with his head up.

In the heart and soul, a poem flashed in Wang Yan's mind--

Ercao's body and name will be destroyed, and the river will not be abandoned forever!

The word should not be the scene, but it should be the emotion.

Those of you who once ridiculed and despised me will soon die out.

And my reputation will eventually be passed down like that river for a long time!

From high school to now, it is like a doomed reincarnation.

In the first half, tears were in the smile.

The second half is self-improvement.

Hang B?

Don’t you drive your parents to be as incompetent as waste wood?

Even if I give you the same system, it will definitely be able to do what I am now?

joke!

In front of you, sing my once insignificant self-esteem~www.wuxiaspot.com~The present pride and ambition, all the previous ones can be cut in one fell swoop!

From then on, I'm just me, the male **** rich brother!

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[A few more words]

Regardless of whether the small loan is changed or not, when the first chapter ambushes, the plot of today has already been set.

This is a complete farewell to Silk's identity, farewell to the past and looking to the future.

The goddess in the dream represented by He Meng, and the mountain represented by Liu Weilong will end up being conquered.

Other similar articles may not pay attention to this point, but when I made my mind, I had already considered reconciliation with the past when I grew up to a certain stage.

If this step is not completed, the heart is still weak and cannot support the future story.

Going back to the previous question: Why did many people think of dream poison in the early stage? Did she do something wrong?

Actually no, but the reality at that time was too cruel and hurting people's hearts.

I wrote in the opening paragraph "May my readers never be trapped by poverty".

I wrote in the first chapter "When people are poor, they breathe wrong".

This is reality, but not our negative reason.

So when I wrote 1.6 million words, "As long as my self-esteem remains, any mistake can be corrected."

Constantly striving for self-improvement and growing tenaciously like weeds are the three views that a creator should show to everyone, and it is also my belief that I have adhered to until now.

Sincerely, salute.

Finally, there is a surprise, where are the tickets?