In fact, they all wanted to make fun of Song Yang just now. After all, according to Xia Yumeng said, Song Yang was just a small employee in her company and he didn't even have a car.
The fact that such a person could be with them, the second generation of rich people, made them feel a little inappropriate, and they deliberately wanted to make Song Yang look ridiculous.
I didn't expect Song Yang to be so powerful that he even made Zhang Shan, the biggest drinker, drunk.
"Come on, join the microphone! Let's show off our singing skills! Let's have fun!" The tall girl grabbed the microphone on the table and shouted loudly.
Her voice was sharp and echoed throughout the room.
At this time, Xia Yumeng came up to Song Yang and whispered, "Big brother, are you really okay? It's all my fault. I shouldn't have let you come."
Song Yang blinked at her and said softly, "It's okay. Big brother has special abilities. Have you forgotten? This little bit of wine won't knock me down."
"Is that so?" Xia Yumeng blinked.
Song Yang nodded seriously, and only then did Xia Yumeng believe him and feel relieved.
Under the light of the private room, you can see Xia Yumeng's pretty face, which looks as delicate as a white jade sculpture.
Song Yang coughed lightly and turned his head away. There was a moment of evil in his heart just now, but fortunately he held it back.
"Host, kiss me, why don't you kiss me?"
“The anchor has no guts.”
"Scrappy anchor! I look down on you!"
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Song Yang's subtle movements were seen by the audience in the live broadcast room, and they all expressed their contempt for him.
Song Yang did not respond to this. He definitely had some ideas, but now was not the right time.
Hi! Hi hi! Nilo! Nilo! Please take my song with you.
Nero! Nero! Please take my song with you.
Please take the camellia song with you, so you won’t feel thirsty even if you travel thousands of miles.
Please take the Lusheng song with you, so that you won’t feel lonely when traveling around the world.
Nilo! Nilo! No matter where you go, you will never feel lonely.
Please take it away, take my torch song away.
The flickering fire is the most intimate to people.
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The tall girl sang with a sharp, cracked voice.
The woman with wavy hair couldn't help but said, "Yang Zijuan, your voice is so bad, let Luo Feng sing!"
Yang Zijuan put down the microphone and said, "You, Song Ailian, are the only one who likes to show off. Everyone knows that your Luo Feng is a good singer. Let others sing for a while before you sing for him."
"But your singing is terrible, sister, it's better for my Luo Feng to clean his ears, isn't it Mengmeng?" Song Ailian said.
Xia Yumeng nodded and said, "Yes, Zijuan, your singing is indeed not that good."
Seeing that she had incurred public anger, Yang Zijuan said unhappily, "Okay, let your darling Luo Feng come."
Then everyone looked towards Luo Feng, who waved his hand modestly and said, "No, my singing is just so-so, very average, you guys should sing it."
"Sing now! Everyone knows that you, Luo Feng, were ranked in the top ten in the region and ranked fifty in the entire season!" The other two people who had been silent started to make a noise.
Seeing everyone talking, Luo Feng coughed and said very reservedly: "I really can't do it. If I sing, how will you sing later? It's better to let Brother Song Yang sing first."
He turned the subject to Song Yang.
Song Yang didn't expect him to say that. He raised his head and said, "I'm not good at singing. You should do it. After all, you are the 50th contestant of the season."
Luo Feng raised his chin slightly and said, "Although I am one of the top 50 contestants of the season, I really don't want to embarrass you. Since you all asked me to sing, I will not refuse. Let's sing the music! I will sing The Moon Represents My Heart!"