I’m A Baller

　　 There should be a ding sound at this time, before the scene was met.

　　-indeed, but Wang Yan didn't have time to watch it.

　　 The classmates finally reacted and began to yell.

　　 "Fuck! Singer?"

　　 "Wang Er, you sing too loudly!"

　　 "Hey, my grass, I almost sang and cried about me..."

　　 Said that Xiao Kai, who almost cried, was actually smiling, but Zhang Yin, who was silent, was really crying.

　　 In an unnoticed corner, the usual joking sand sculpture covered his face with his palm, silent tears streaming down his face.

　　 As everyone’s enthusiasm grew higher and higher, and the surroundings became more and more noisy, the silent tears finally turned into sobbing.

　　 As one of Wang Yan's two earliest friends, Zhang Yin and Wang Yonglei are both young men-exactly the same as Wang Yan before.

　　Wang Yonglei was cheeky, had no B-number, and passed away, but Zhang Yin still had a strong unwillingness, so he was more stimulated.

　　 At that time we messed around together, now you are a male god, but I still mess around...

　　 The contrast is so intense, why is it so embarrassing?

　　 A song of "Exaggerated", directly stuck in the bottom of my heart, the pain was bloody.

　　 While crying bitterly, Zhang Yin gradually let go of his wishful thinking about Qiuli, and made a decision silently in his heart.

　　 There is only one exaggerated like a silver sheet, but the one with tears in his eyes does not know where it is.

　　 Zui Ge’s empathy ability is too strong, and the words and music of "Flames" are so prickly, it is impossible for any middle and lower class to be indifferent to hearing Wang Yan’s singing.

　　Yu Qiuli has never been inferior and transparent at all. She was still moved to tears and took the initiative to give Wang Yan a hug.

　　 "Wow! I'm blind!"

　　"Woo~~~"

　　 "No squad leader! I can also sing!"

　　 Yu Qiuli didn't pay attention to the howling wolves at all, pressing against Wang Yan's cheeks, murmured excitedly.

　　 "You are awesome, really..."

　　 Young Master can understand her feelings, it is about a kind of worship mixed with sympathy and compassion, because she not only knows Wang Yan's past, but also understands the scale and potential of Wangting Entertainment.

　　Comparing the two, it is particularly touching.

　　 Although Wang Yan didn't need her pity, he still appreciated it.

　　 smiled frankly, hugged her back and patted her shoulder: "Thank you."

　　 Gu Jiashu's expression is complicated, with a little green visible to the naked eye, envy, jealousy and hatred, but there is nothing to say.

　　 had to laugh at last: "Grass! Wang'er, you are here to hit the place, right?"

　　 Wang Yan smiled without saying a word.

　　 He Meng can't sing well, but his appreciation ability is not bad. He stands aside and applauds lightly, admiring it in a proud manner.

　　 The way she expresses her praise is different from others, she still holds it.

　　"I found that you like to hide and tuck in. You haven't done anything for three years in high school. If you are willing to be on stage for a party celebration, how can anyone else do?

　　 There will be activities like singing K in the future, remember to call me, I am your fan. "

　　 I was photographed very comfortably, but he was smirking in his heart.

　　 Would you like to hear a soft effect? Cheng Yaojin still has three axes, but I only have one...nail.

　　 I insist on my brother, but I can sing you another song "The River Flows East", I'm afraid you will pee on the spot...

　　 Even though the inventory is out of stock, Master Huyou didn't panic at all and took the initiative to molest the high school goddess.

　　 "Something practical, do you have a hug?"

　　 He Meng immediately raised his neck and squinted at the person: "No!"

　　 The young master shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, the idol I admire most is Wu Yifan..."

　　 He Meng didn’t understand it for the first time, but Yu Qiuli laughed out loud and patted Wang Yan intimately: “I’m your fan too...”

　　 He Meng obviously doesn't pay enough attention to the entertainment industry, and still doesn't understand.

　　 But Wang Yan no longer pays attention to whether she understands or not, and he is full of surprises-how much is the squad leader?

　　 Check carefully...

　　 Mom!

　　 Friendship degree 83!

　　 And not only is the goodwill skyrocketing, but the loyalty hasn't dropped much. At this time, there is still 80.

　　 classmate, you are getting closer and closer to a perfect secretary, keep working hard!

　　……

　　 He Xiaolu clicked on the big eyes of the second element, and looked at Wang Yan blinking.

　　 She is young, has little experience, and does not have that deep feeling for life.

　　 Although He Hongyuan is not very reliable, she has never missed her materially. In addition, she has been beautiful since she was a child, so there is no neglected experience.

　　 However, because of the birth of an illegitimate daughter, and Cen Ting's targeting of her mother, her self-esteem is extremely sensitive.

　　 Therefore, the resonance is stronger than that of sister He Meng.

　　 The phrase "I'm not your cup of tea, you can drink, drink, and drink as much as you like" is what she wants to say to Cen Ting most.

　　 didn't dare to divorce He Hongyuan, she bullied my mother when she found an opportunity, and now she is forcibly taking me back to the villa for the New Year. Have you asked me if I would? !

　　 The rebellious girl with a strong rebellious heart, instantly felt that Wang Yan was pleasing to the eye.

　　 is not at all like those little kids of the same age, mature, confident, rebellious, so handsome!

　　 With little stars in her eyes, she took out Bailing’s act of acting like a baby and prayed, “Brother Wang Yan, you sing so good! Sing me one more song, okay?”

　　 He Meng subconsciously hugged his sister's shoulders and locked it tightly.

　　 Well, the height difference is just right, perfect!

　　 Young Master Wang first gave He Meng a certain look: I am not lo*ic*n!

　　 Then smiled and rejected the little fairy: "I have had my fun today, so let's play."

　　 He Xiaolu’s mouth collapsed, but Gu Jiashu was overjoyed and opened up: "Come here, we should drink and drink, we should order songs! Who is it?!"

　　 Everyone picked up their wine glasses and huffed to Wang Yan.

　　 Yu Qiuli heroically toast, and then took the initiative to grab the microphone: "Give me some "New Heartbeat"!"

　　 She stood in front, jumped on the spot, calling everyone to applaud, and the applause immediately rose.

　　 Both young and old couldn't hold back, dizzy.

　　 When she opened her voice, everyone couldn't help cheering.

　　 Compared with Caiji Meng, Yu Qiuli is the real KTV song, her voice is thick, solid, and full.

　　 "Perhaps, you have seen too many tragedies and suffered too many wrongs. You are afraid that the past that you do not want to look back will continue..."

　　 When the lyrics came out, Wang Yan was taken aback.

Huh?

　　 It’s interesting...

　　 When the chorus came out, Yu Qiuli projected her eyes at the same time, and the youngest immediately confirmed: sing it for me!

　　 "Let us forget how sad we were in the past, open the wounded wings, and put on the fallen crown for ourselves..."

　　Jie ladies!

　　 It can only be said that it is worthy of Yu Qiuli. When she decided to start, she was not only proactive but also smart.

　　 especially knows how to grasp the man's psychology, see the needle.

　　Wang Yan was slightly moved, but it is impossible to respond to it, so easy to pick up, what about brother's high-cold personality?

　　 I took a glance and still didn't feel anything. I was praising Gu Jiashu crazily, and Brother Fugui smiled and applauded coldly.

　　 He Meng, who was secretly observing from the side, was satisfied, and no longer minded Qiuli's repeated provocations.

　　 Is it useful for you to provoke me?

　　 Although I have never thought of arguing with you, it is obvious that you are not worthy of a man like him!

　　 Of course, even if someone grabs a good product, He Meng will definitely not end easily. Her vision and level determine that she does not need to be anxious.

　　 If Wang Yan sincerely pursues his passion...

　　唔, then you can examine it...

　　 Although He Meng is very sensitive, it is clear that she does not know what it means when a former crush starts to joke with her calmly.

　　 Four words: put it down completely.

　　 The previous mind and demon obsessions have all been cut off, everything starts again, get along, be friends, can't get along, be strangers.

　　……

　　 He Xiaolu whispered to He Meng quietly: "Sister, is your classmate a fool? The crush has completely fallen. Are you still in that foolishness?"

　　He Meng knew who she was talking about, pursed his lips, and faintly replied: "Gu Jiashu may not like her much. A man's desire to conquer is most vulgar and cheap."

　　 He Xiaolu looked up ignorantly: "What about the woman's desire to conquer?"

　　 He Meng was silent for a moment: "A good woman should not be proud of conquering a man, otherwise it is just as vulgar. Love should be pure."

　　 He Xiaolu's eyes flashed, a little contradictory in his eyes.

　　 It seems that you don’t like Wang Yan so much...

　　 The little fairy is a little depressed, but she is more relaxed, because if He Meng really loves Wang Yan, she doesn't know if she can really do it.

　　 Her mother is Liu Mengxue and He Meng's mother is Cen Ting.

　　 It is a dog-blood story that the people like to hear, but the ending is very horrible.

　　 Cen Ting did not surrender He Hongyuan and targeted Liu Mengxue everywhere, but she acquiesced in the existence of He Xiaolu, and even wanted to separate the mother and daughter.

　　 He Xiaolu clearly knew what kind of attitude should be used to face his biological father and Cen Ting, but he did not know how to face He Meng.

　　 This made her depressed crazy.

　　 What should I do? !

　　 In a state of irritation, she gave up on her own and brought a bottle of beer, while He Meng was chatting with Wang Yan, but she didn't notice it.

　　 "Sister, let me go to the bathroom."

　　 She sandwiched the beer in the placket and walked to the door quietly, but instead of turning into the bathroom, she opened the door of the box room.

　　 Little fairy should not drink...

　　 But I don’t want to be a little fairy today, I just want to be an adult!

　　 Will it be so uncomfortable after being drunk?

　　 She doesn't know, but wants to try.

　　……

　　 "Wang Yan, do you have any foreign investment now?"

　　 Even though the singing just now has conquered He Meng's ears, her most concern is still business.

　　A future superwoman?

　　 Wang Yan couldn't understand why she was so obsessed with achieving commercial success.

　　 You are not short of money. Be a white rich and beautiful, travel, shopping, and fall in love. Isn’t it moisturizing?

　　 If it wasn't for upgrading the system, and walking to the highest position to take a look at the scenery, Wang Yan would not be willing to toss about it now. How tired?

　　 Mr. Wang shouted tired, 007's Xizi brother cried.

　　 President Wang shouted busy, Bai Jie and Wang Yufei, who were waiting eagerly for another time, cried.

　　 Mr. Wang shouted poor, uh, Ye Ziwen was happy.

　　……

　　 He Meng was waiting curiously for the answer, and Wang Yan began to consider how to perfunctory.

　　 It’s impossible to tell the truth. I, Wang Fugui, don’t like to brag to women. Which male **** will talk about "I have a 200 million yuan business recently"?

　　 Even if it is true, there is no style at the moment of speaking.

　　 should say something like: "My enthusiasm is overflowing, please give me an hour, I will fill your heart..."

　　 ahem!

　　 It's a drama...

　　Wang Dashao began to seriously consider responding. At this moment, two WeChat messages popped up on the phone.

　　 I glanced at the interface window and found that it was Sun Hongwei's message, and the young man's heart suddenly moved.

　　 Finished carving the jade?

　　 "Sorry, I'll go out and answer the call."

　　 Wang Yan immediately threw He Meng down, picked up the phone and walked outside.

　　 just left the house, swept to the right, just to see He Xiaolu's back.

　　 The little fairy carrying a wine bottle, drinking while walking, is very heroic Yazi.

　　Wang Yan just glanced at it and ignored it. It’s not illegal for Loli to drink, it’s my shit?

　　 Opened WeChat to read the news, and saw that Sun Hongwei sent a set of pictures, which was a bright and vivid amulet.

　　 "Xiao Wang, your mother's amulet has been carved, and the first disciple of Master Song Shiyi is on the horse. The level is very high. Please see the photo for details.

　　 But that set of jewellery was too late. The design was more complicated, involving platinum hollowing and diamond setting, which would take about four or five days. "

　　 Four or five days?

　　 That is not to delay Valentine's Day...

　　 just right, the new year will give mother amulets as a gift, and Valentine's day will give a small surprise for thirty thousand!

　　 Wang Yan was very satisfied, and the voice responded with thanks and kindness.

　　 Sun Hongwei confiscated every penny of design, sculpture, and diamond jewelry, and he was efficient in his work, and he gave a lot of face.

　　I just finished talking, and when I turned around, I saw He Xiaolu disappear at the end of the corridor.

　　 Wang Yan couldn't help being taken aback.

　　 Is there a staircase?

　　 The store on the third floor has been closed, and the upstairs is the meat market. Why is this silly boy running around without knowing anything?

　　 Without much hesitation, Brother Fugui decided to follow him.

　　 has nothing to do with anything else, everyone should be reminded.

　　 Gujiao is no better than the magic capital of the imperial capital. Due to specific historical reasons, the demons in the city danced wildly and chaotically.

　　 Of course, big things are definitely not easy to happen, but small things can affect your mood, right?

　　Wang Yan walked two steps, from the stairs to the fifth floor, he saw He Xiaolu dangling looking for a room, the wine bottle was still in his hand, but it was empty.

　　 Yo, you dare to drink...

　　 Seeing her posing like a malnourished penguin, she felt very funny, and even wanted to record it and send it to Zhang Yao.

　　咦, it seems quite interesting?

　　 Wang Yan decisively took out the phone, held it up and started recording, and then walked towards her slowly.

　　 The distance of 20 to 30 meters before and after should have been fast, but when Wang Yan just started video recording, a door was suddenly opened next to He Xiaolu, and a short chubby young man with a thick neck and shaved green skin came out.

　　 The man's face was full of drunkenness, and his eyes were drunk. The moment he saw He Xiaolu, his mouth was slightly open, and the Harazi almost dripped down.

　　 He Xiaolu was about to go around, but the other side stopped in front of him and asked with a squint:

　　 "Hey, old girl, hiccup, which private room are you in?"

　　 "Go away!"

　　 "Hiccup! What do you want to do...Do you have a channel? No...hiccup! Do you have to go with brother? I have a lot of tips for you!"

　　 The drunk fat man said that it was not enough, and he pulled He Xiaolu's arm with his hand, and he was about to pull into the box.

　　 "Ah! Go away!"

　　 He Xiaolu let out a scream in fright, then struggled desperately.

　　 It's a pity, I just drank in a daze, no matter it was screaming or struggling, there was not much movement.

　　 In fact, the best way at this time is to calmly remind the other person: "I am a guest, not on the stage."

　　 can basically recall the other party’s sanity.

　　 No matter how drunk and lustful, the fat guy is only here for fun, and he doesn't dare to move guests.

　　 However, He Xiaolu doesn't have that kind of concept at all. The usual smart brain is numbed with alcohol, and only instinctive struggle is left, and he will be dragged away by the dead fat man.

There are not so many waiters guarding the entrance of the meat market room. The only two of them are at the end of the corridor to deal with some problems. The voice of the little fairy can't suppress the stereo in the row of rooms behind, and no one noticed for a while. This scene.

　　 Of course, except Wang Yan.

　　 When he saw the fat man drooling, he speeded up, and he never put down his phone.

　　 Three steps and two steps. Seeing that it is almost there, he is about to warn the other party, but the fat man is going to grab He Xiaolu's waist!

　　 lying trough!

　　 I didn't... Uh, never thought about this kind of thing, are you crazy about controlling Lolita?

　　 This also warns Jill!

　　 Big and young rounded his arms and slammed the phone out, swish...boom!

　　 patted it directly on the back of the head of the layered goods and exploded.

　　 "I'm grassing you..."

　　 The fat man staggered, covering the back of his head, and cursing with his eyes closed.

　　 Fighting Wang, who completed his transformation in an instant, rushed over, grabbed the opponent's fingers and twisted, suddenly breaking the dead fat man and bending down like a shrimp.

　　 is about to habitually split his legs and ride up... uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

　　 paralyzed, why did I learn such a broken skill!

　　 The irritable fighting Wang finally controlled his physical instincts, reached out his hand to hold down the other's fat face, stunned to the side, and pulled He Xiaolu back.

　　 The little fairy didn't suffer anything, but she was so confused.

　　 was flushed and drunk-eyed, looking at Wang Yan, stupidly in a daze.

　　 hiss... just look at the face, it's really pretty good...

　　 Like a young deer, clear and ignorant, I feel pity.

　　 Wang Yan was surprised for a moment, bent over and picked up his mobile phone, checked it briefly, and his face suddenly sank.

　　 Drop my phone?

　　 You are in trouble!

　　 The fat man staggered two steps, slammed into the door of his box, and fell to the ground.

　　 Suddenly, he was irritable like a big bug.

　　 "CNMLGBD, dare to move me? Little BZZ, you are in trouble!"

　　 In the door of the room that was knocked open, a group of young people who were watching Yan Wu finally reacted and realized that something was wrong.

　　 "MGBB's, who is looking for trouble?"

　　 "Three brothers!"

　　 "Brothers **** him!"

　　 Wang Yan looked at the opponent's number, and immediately knew-he couldn't beat it!

　　Gracie is a one-on-one fighting skill. It's easy to beat one Yao Ming and two Zou Shiming.

　　 Don’t look at Yao Ming’s weight that can slash Zou Shiming and still have surplus, the account is not so calculated.

　　 If there is only Wang Yan himself, then it must be Sa Yazi who ran away, a dignified god, what is his life with a group of gangsters?

　　 But take He Xiaolu again... I dare not run!

　　 People throw wine bottles in the back, how do we hide the big loli?

　　 is a curly baboon on the head!

　　 I can't fight, I can't escape, and I'm about to mention the first explosion in his life, but Wang Yan is still calm enough.

　　 A quick scan, instantly put the other party's clothes, temperament, the drinks on the table, the handbag on the sofa, etc. into the eyes, and judge the other party's level.

　　 A group of gangsters, the level is not high, but it is easy to get on the head... It takes thunder to sweep the acupoints and cut the mess with a quick knife!

　　 "Let me see who dares to move me!"

　　 Wang Yan yelled violently, standing dignifiedly, not afraid, and actually shocked the opponent for a moment.

　　 In the next moment, Wang Yan took the initiative to take a step forward, blocking the door of the opponent, quietly letting go.

　　 Well, even if you can’t fight now, you can at least hold the opponent, face one at a time, and use the door to block the bottle. The danger is not big...

　　 The offensive and defensive step made the opponent more and more uncertain.

　　 And this is not over yet.

　　 The youngest turned off the other party's spotlights. There was only a dim top light in the room. The bright light shone from the corridor to the interior, hiding half of Wang Yan's face in the shadow.

　　 The young master slowly looked around the room for a week, with a cold expression and murderous eyes. With the half-dark face, the godfather Wang officially went online!

　　 "What did your friends do, ask yourself, today this is not over yet."

　　 Godfather Wang spoke slowly and calmly took off the **** his left hand-the classic AP Royal Oak shape, not everyone knows it, but anyone with eyes knows that it is not cheap.

　　 took off the watch and hung it on the door handle, his tone hardened by three minutes.

　　 "Audemars Piguet, offshore Royal Oak, less than 3 million. Whoever touches my watch to the ground, I will call his family ruined!"

　　 What Audemars Piguet, what offshore oak tree, I don't understand but I can feel the height of it, and I heard 3 million, and I was a little dumbfounded.

　　 MMP!

　　 Fatty, who did you hire? !

　　 It was only five breaths before and after, and only the accompaniment was left in the box reverberating, and a group of people were dumbfounded!

　　 The horns are messy.

The gangsters danced and danced all day long, the little boys who were so poor that they had their lives scurried all over the place, the people who made the gray and the black products often raised desperadoes, the sturdy people in the sports car and the coal, and the middle-aged from the mine protection team. The security may have shot someone with a real gun...

　　 At the same time, the rich and powerful people with drum horns are not easy to provoke. They go out to be turtles, and they are surrounded by mountain eagles.

　　 Drum horn chaos, inner order.

　　 can jump alive, not enter the game, not disabled, at least know what kind of people are not easy to mess with.

　　 Godfather Wang put together this set, which is the small group of people who are not easy to provoke.

　　In the drum, money is equal to power and danger.

　　 Dead Fatty Wine almost woke up from fear, turned over and smiled: "Brother..."

　　 Wang Yan ignored him, turned his head and told He Xiaolu: "Call your sister and ask her to come up."

　　 He Xiaolu’s legs are still soft now, and his body is even softer. He didn't fall down with his arms around Wang Yan's waist.

　　 With her hot face, she hurriedly took out her phone to unlock the dial.

　　 "Brother, do you think there is any misunderstanding? We are Brother Long from the Coking Coal Factory..."

　　 "It has nothing to do with you! But before the matter is clear ~ www.readwn.com~ no one can leave."

　　 Godfather Wang interrupted the opponent unceremoniously, took He Xiaolu's mobile phone, put one hand in his pocket, and stood as if solidified.

　　 Judging from the current situation, Wang Yan can settle it by himself.

　　 But, things are not done like that.

　　 Why Meng is not downstairs, that's all, the matter is urgent. Since the little fairy's sister happens to be downstairs, she should naturally take care of it.

　　 Before, I helped out because of the sense of justice that everyone is responsible for protecting Lori, but now, there is no need to do everything.

　　 The waiter who realized afterwards finally realized that something was wrong, and immediately rushed over with the security guard.

　　 Wang Yan glanced at the other person, picked up the watch hanging on the post, and slowly brought back his wrist.

　　Huh...

　　 I don't know who it is, Matsushita takes a breath in the room.

　　 The young master took the initiative to step back and casually ordered the security guard: "Look at this door. If one of the people inside walks away, your store will not open."

　　 Actually, Wang Yan couldn't do it himself, but he believed that He Hongyuan could do it.

　　 About your girl, of course you have to come forward. Brother is only responsible for telling...

　　 Wang Yan didn't feel that he was threatening anyone, and he was even ready to retire.

　　 However, the security guards, waiters, Taiwanese girls, and unlucky **** obviously didn't think so. A group of adults tremblingly looked at the slender teenager with awe.

　　 And the little fairy...continue to hang on Wang Yan's waist.

　　 She feels that she is even more drunk.