Chen Bei didn't know what Luo Ming was thinking. Seeing that he was still dazed, he leaned over and asked, "Did you hear that?"
"Love You Even in Death,"
"I want the mtv version..."
He stretched out his fingers and pinched the tip of Luo Ming's ear and pulled.
"No, why are you always giggling?"
"Are your ears stuffed?"
The crisp current overwhelmed the subtle pain, and Luo Ming's heart jumped suddenly.
Suddenly, I felt that the temperature coming from my fingertips was about to burn my skin.
He quickly stood up and said vaguely, "I'll order some right away."
Chen Bei's arms were still hanging in the air, and when he looked at the back of Luo Ming running away in a hurry,
Something strange flashed across Qing Jue's face...
Before he could think about the weirdness in his heart, Yu Qingqing came over and interrupted his thoughts, "It's like a piece of dog skin plaster, so annoying!"
"Assistant Chen, aren't you annoyed?"
"Always stick to you!"
Chen Bei retracted his arm, his clear eyes slightly confused, "Who?"
"Luo Ming, you bitch, I keep occupying you and I can't even squeeze in!" Yu Qingqing was indignant.
Chen Bei's gaze dropped, fixed on a handful of peeled melon seeds on the marble table, "Don't worry."
Pretty used to it.
This feeling is so subtle that it is difficult to capture and guess...
Could it be that you were moved by the treatment he proposed?
It's possible.
After all, it's stock dividends.
A worker's ultimate dream.
Chen Bei was thinking to himself, and Yu Qingqing next to him saw that he was distracted, and started making noises again, "Assistant Chen, you are not bothered? Oh, it seems that that bitch has worked hard,"
"But then again, you really don't remember me?"
Chen Bei looked over, "What do you mean?"
"That banquet..."
Just as Yu Qingqing said this, the music accompaniment suddenly sounded, and Luo Ming ran over with a microphone, "Assistant Chen, it's your turn."
"Aren't there several more songs?" Chen Bei was slightly surprised.
Luo Ming put the microphone into Chen Bei's arms, "In our relationship, you must be given priority."
After he finished speaking, he received resentful looks from the surrounding guests.
[Hahaha Ergou, do you want to be so doted on? Just delete all the previous songs?!]
[Ergou may have thought that this song was sung for him, and he was so excited that he couldn't help himself!]
[Ergou: My wife is on the stage, all the other eccentric singers, etc., get out of the way!]
[Wow, the couple's little detail just now was too sweet, and they even pinched their ears. Was I the only one who saw it? I didn't even talk about it?]
[I've already recorded the screen! Let's see if it can be made into an animated picture and widely disseminated hehe!]
[...]
Traditional KTV speakers are indeed not very recognizable.
If you want to get high scores, you must not only have good pitch, but also have a high voice.
No one expected that this slim omega contained such explosive power in his body and could hit high notes effortlessly.
After singing the song, it was a perfect score again.
Qin Yufan was sitting in the corner, the knuckles clenched in his fists turning white.
His face turned red, and his eyes were full of resentment. He really couldn't understand that a master's degree from the music school could not compare to amateur players, and he sang only bad and vulgar songs.
Something's wrong!
How is it possible to get perfect scores every time?
There must have been some tampering somewhere!
While he was making random guesses in his mind, Youdao figure suddenly sat down and said, "Fanfan, don't be discouraged, I think you sang well,"
"Maybe the speakers here aren't suitable for you."
Qin Yufan heard this and quickly looked over and found it was Zhao Yihai. He almost cried, "Brother Hai--"
He was extremely moved and felt great comfort in his heart, "You still understand me."
Zhao Yihai smiled softly, picked up a bottle of beer, "Here, take a sip and relax."
"Thank you," Qin Yufan gratefully took the bottle, "Actually, I majored in Violin and minored in Vocal Music in Vienna. I didn't expect to end up here."
"Hello Brother Hai, they simply..."
Zhao Yihai stretched out the wine bottle to interrupt, "Cheers."
As the heir of Textile Tycoon, I don't have time to listen to nonsense.
His only purpose in participating in variety shows is to satisfy his own bad taste--
Collect all flavors of omega.
And Qin Yufan's peach sweetness is one of them.
As for love and marriage?
Don't even think about it,
Just for fun,
Who would take it seriously?
Although Qin Yufan's family is in a good financial situation, he is currently in a capital chain crisis, and there may be a thunderstorm at any time.
A peach-flavored omega would not cause him to be implicated...
Zhao Yihai was thinking to himself, with a sinister curve at the corner of his mouth.
His eyes always fell on the protrusion of Scent-blocking Patch on the back of Qin Yufan's neck.
Director Huo, who was immersed in eating fish in front of the monitor, suddenly looked towards the camera and happened to capture this scene. His eyes were full of disgust, "Isn't this Zhao Yihai punished enough? It won't be remembered at all!"
He said to the back Host, "After a while, we've almost finished singing, and we'll start playing games. Truth or Dare is out, so let's have a drinking competition."
"Zhao Yihai doesn't like to drink?"
"I let him see the sun tomorrow as soon as he opens his eyes."
Host just finished eating the fish, touched his mouth, stood up and took the order, "Okay, director, don't worry, leave it to me."
It's not like drinking wine every day or two in Two-Bit Dating Show.
As long as the temptation is enough, love will instantly turn into a fistfight.
So, Host rushed to the box in a hurry, grabbed the medicine from Zhao Yihai's hand, then walked to the projector, smiled slightly and said, "Dear guests, the soulful singing just now was very exciting,"
"I believe that the first place has been seen by all and is expected by everyone,"
"Next, let's move on to the next step..."
"What?!" Luo Ming stood up in disbelief, "Is it over before I can sing a duet as a couple?"
Host kept smiling, "President Ming, if you have this idea, please let me know next time,"
"Besides, even if you want to sing, I won't necessarily sing with you,"
"If you want to show off, it's better to stay in the next game session, maybe you will get unexpected results,"
Host winked at Luo Ming,
The latter received an inexplicable message and sat back down in doubt.
Seeing that President Ming was successfully comforted, Host's lips curved into a long-planned arc.
"Let's play next--"
"How many omega/alpha/beats do you have!"
"The rules are very simple, the guests ask each other about their love experiences,"
"Whoever gets more times wins,"
"Every guest can toast him one cup in turn,"
"Pay attention," he suddenly paused in his voice and glanced around slowly, looking extremely cunning and cunning, "You can't lie,"
"Our Production Crew lie detector is specially designed to test the fluctuation of Pheromones,"
"Exceptionally accurate."
Hearing the number of times in love, Luo Ming put his heart back in his stomach, but when he heard the next sentence, he took it out again,
Host took the microphone and continued, "Of course, if you haven't talked about it, you have Love-Brain,"
"Let's have a brainstorm and have a drink too."
Luo Ming's heart immediately fell to the ground with a thud, "..."
It's broken, it's coming for me!