I’m A Baller

At this time, there should be a ding sound before the scene.

——It is true, but Wang Yan has no time to watch.

The students finally reacted and began to yell.

"Fuck! Singer?"

"Wang'er, you sing too loudly!"

"Hey, I'm grass, I almost sang and cried..."

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

In an unnoticed corner, the usual joking sand sculptures covered their faces with their palms, silent tears streaming down their faces.

As everyone's enthusiasm increased, 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 Xiaoyou-exactly the same as Wang Yan before.

Wang Yonglei was cheeky, didn't have a B number, and passed by, but Zhang Yin still had a strong unwillingness, so the stimulation he received was even greater.

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

The contrast is so strong, why is it embarrassing?

A song of "Flamesus" pierced directly into my heart, **** pain.

While crying bitterly, Zhang Yin gradually let go of his wishful thinking about Qiuli, and silently made a decision 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 "Fantastic" are so prickly, it is impossible for any middle and lower class in society to be indifferent to the singing of Wang Yan.

Yu Qiuli has never been inferior and transparent, she was still moved to tears, and offered to give Wang Yan a hug.

"Wow! I'm blind!"

"Aooo"

"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 people 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 calmly, hugged her back lightly, 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.

Finally, I had to laugh: "Grass! Wanger, you are here to smash the place, right?"

Wang Yan smiled without saying a word.

He Meng couldn't sing songs well, but his appreciation ability was not bad. He stood aside and applauded lightly, admiring with arrogant expression.

The way she expresses her praise is also different from others, she is still holding 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?

Remember to call me when you have activities like singing K in the future, I am your fan. "

I was very comfortable being photographed, but I was smirking in my heart.

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

If I insist, I can sing you another song that the river flows eastward, I'm afraid you will pee on the spot...

Although the inventory was 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 youngest 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 didn't pay enough attention to the entertainment industry, and still didn't understand.

However, Wang Yan no longer pays attention to whether she understands or not, and he is full of surprises—how much is the squad leader's favor?

Take a closer look...

Mom!

Favorability 83!

Moreover, not only the goodwill has skyrocketed, 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 the 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.

I didn't dare to divorce He Hongyuan. I bullied my mother when I found an opportunity. Now I was forcibly taken back to the villa for the New Year. Have you asked me if I would? !

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

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 the coquettish Dafa of Bailing Bailing and begged: "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!

Wang Dashao 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, let's play."

He Xiaolu's mouth slumped, but Gu Jiashu was overjoyed: "Come here, we should drink and drink, we should order some songs! Who is it?!"

Everyone picked up their wine glasses and greeted Wang Yan.

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

She stood in front, jumped on the spot and called everyone to applaud. 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, with a thick and solid voice, full and full.

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

As soon as the lyrics came out, Wang Yan was taken aback.

Huh?

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 our wounded wings, and put on ourselves the fallen crown..."

Bromance!

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 know how to seize the man's psychology, see the needle.

Wang Yan was slightly moved, but it was impossible to respond to it. It was so easy to pick up. What about brother's cold personality?

Taking a glance at the Gu Jiashu who was still ignorant, Fugui smiled and applauded.

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

You provoke me useful?

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 though someone robbed it of good goods, He Meng would never end easily. Her vision and level determined that she didn't need to be anxious.

If Wang Yan would sincerely pursue his passion...

Well, that can be examined...

Although He Meng is very keen, 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-devil obsessions have all been cut off, and everything starts again, to get along, to be friends, not to get along, to be strangers.

...

He Xiaolu whispered to He Meng quietly: "Sister, is your classmate a fool? The crush has completely fallen, and 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 women's desire to conquer?"

He Mengran silently 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, and there was some contradiction in his eyes.

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

The little fairy is a little frustrated, but 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 was a dog-blood story that the people like to hear, but the ending is very sloppy.

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 repressed crazy.

What should I do? !

In her irritation, she gave up on her own and brought over 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 didn't know, but wanted to try.

...

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

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

The future superwoman?

Wang Yan wondered why she was so obsessed with achieving commercial success.

You are not short of money, do a good job of being a white, rich and beautiful, travel and shopping to fall in love, don't you nourish it?

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

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

When Mr. Wang was busy, Bai Jie and Wang Yufei, who were waiting eagerly for another time, cried.

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

...

He Mengzheng curiously waited for the answer, and Wang Yan began to consider how to perfunctory.

It's impossible to tell the truth. Wang Fugui, I am the least fond of bragging with 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.

It should be said: "My enthusiasm is overflowing, please give me an hour, I will fill your heart..."

Cough!

It's a drama...

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

Glancing at the interface window, he found that it was a message from Sun Hongwei, and the young man suddenly moved in his heart.

Finished carving the jade?

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

Wang Yan immediately dropped He Meng, picked up his phone and walked outside.

As soon as I left the house, I swept to the right and saw He Xiaolu's back.

The little fairy carried a wine bottle and drank while walking, very heroic Yazi.

Wang Yan glanced at it and ignored it. Loli is not a criminal offense drinking, it’s my shit?

When I opened WeChat to read the news, I 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 Master Song Shiyi's first disciple has been on the horse. The level is very high. See the photo for details.

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

Four or five days?

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

It happens to be a gift for mother's amulet in the New Year, and a small surprise for 30,000 on Valentine's Day!

Wang Yan was very satisfied and responded with a thank you and courteous voice.

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

Just after the conversation, when he turned around, he saw He Xiaolu disappear at the end of the corridor.

Wang Yan couldn't help but stunned.

Is there a staircase?

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

Without much hesitation, Brother Fugui decided to follow him.

It has nothing to do with other things, and everyone should be reminded.

The drum horn is no better than the DìDū Demon Capital. Due to certain historical reasons, the demons in the city danced wildly and chaotically.

Of course, big things are definitely not easy to come up with, but little 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...

The youngest looked at her swaying like a malnourished penguin, and felt so funny that she even wanted to record it and send it to Zhang Yao.

Huh, it seems quite interesting?

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

The distance between 20 and 30 meters should have been fast, but when Wang Yan just started video recording, a door was suddenly opened next to He Xiaolu, and a chunky 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. When he saw He Xiaolu, his mouth was slightly open, and Harazi almost dripped down.

He Xiaolu was about to walk around, but the other party stopped in front of him, squintingly asked:

"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! If you have any, you will follow me, and I will give you a lot of tips!"

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

"Ah! Go away!"

He Xiaolu let out a scream, and then struggled desperately.

It's a pity that 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."

Basically it can bring back the other party's sanity.

No matter how sturdy and lusty, the fat guy is just here to play, and he doesn't dare to move the guests.

However, He Xiaolu didn't have that concept at all. The usual smart brain was paralyzed by alcohol, and only instinctive struggle remained. He was about to be dragged away by the 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 never put down his phone.

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

Lying!

I didn't... uh, never thought about this kind of thing, did you control Lolita crazy?

This also warns Jill!

The young man rounded his arms and slammed the phone out, whoo...boom!

It was slapped directly on the back of the head of the goods, and it was blown to pieces.

"I'll rush you..."

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

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

I'm about to habitually split my legs and ride up...eh, go up...eh, twist up...

I was 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 very confused.

His face flushed and drunk-eyed, looking at Wang Yan, he was in a daze.

Hiss...just looking at the face, it's really too good to look at...

The baby deer is like a deer, so clear and ignorant, I feel sorry for it.

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

Dropped 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 worm.

"MLGBD, 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.

"MG

Yes, who is looking for something? "

"Third Brother!"

"Brothers **** him for me!"

As soon as Wang Yan looked at the number of opponents, he knew immediately-he couldn't beat it!

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

Regardless of how Yao Ming's weight can split Zou Shiming's 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 hero, what life is he fighting with a group of gangsters?

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

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

On the back of the head is a curly baboon!

If he can't fight, he can't escape, and he's about to mention the first burst of hammer in his life, but Wang Yan is still calm enough.

With a quick scan, you can instantly collect the other party's clothing, temperament, drinks on the table, handbag on the sofa, etc., 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 will have to be swept away by thunder, and the chaos will be cut quickly!

"Let me see who dares to move me!"

Wang Yan yelled violently, stood dreadfully, not afraid, and actually stunned the opponent for an instant.

In the next moment, Wang Yan took the initiative to step forward and blocked the door of the other party, 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 big and young take offense as the defensive step, making the opponent even more uncertain.

And this is not over yet.

The youngest turned off the other party's spotlight at will. Only the dim top light was left 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.

He 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 knocks my watch to the ground, I will call his family ruined!"

What Audemars Piguet, what offshore oak tree, do not understand but can feel the height of them, and then heard 3 million, immediately a little dumbfounded.

MMP!

Who did you hire this fat man? !

Before and after five breaths, only the accompaniment was left in the box, and a group of gangsters were dumbfounded!

The drum 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 horns of the rich are not easy to provoke. They go out to be turtles, and they are surrounded by mountain eagles.

The chaos of drum horns, the inner order.

Those who can jump around, not enter the game, or become disabled, at least know what kind of people are not easy to mess with.

This set made by Godfather Wang is the small group of people who are not easy to provoke.

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

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

Wang Yanli ignored him and turned his head to tell 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 a hot face, she hurriedly took out her phone to unlock the dial.

"Brother~www.readwn.com~ do you think there is any misunderstanding? We are Brother Long from the Coking Coal Factory..."

"It doesn't matter to you! But no one can leave until things are clear."

Godfather Wang interrupted the other party 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.

However, things are not done like that.

He Meng is not downstairs, that's all, the matter is urgent. Since Little Fairy's sister happens to be downstairs, she should naturally be allowed to deal with it.

In the past, helping out was to protect Lori's sense of justice, which everyone is responsible for, 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 goalpost, and slowly brought back his wrist.

call……

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

The youngest 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."

In fact, 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 boy with awe.

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

She felt that she was drunk even worse.