Chapter 459 Brother Is Very Happy Now

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

The aura of being a younger brother who loves everyone is like Charlotte standing on the stage of The Voice, about to detonate the whole audience and bring down everyone.

The ethereal wind-like temperament is especially useful in intense emotional situations. It perfectly brings out all the uninhibited, bohemian and unruly qualities of a young rock n' roll boy in Wang Yan's heart.

Yuan Ting Yue Zhi is like bringing a master here in person!

Xiaomi raised his head in confusion, full of awe, and asked weakly: "Wang, Mr. Wang, what song are you singing?"

"Exaggerated."

The eldest young man raised his head, took a deep breath, his face was stern.

With an appearance score of 83, he is already very handsome. What is more important is his good temperament and upright demeanor.

In He Xiaolu's eyes, he didn't know how serious it was.

Looking in He Meng's eyes, his heart trembled slightly.

Yu Qiuli's eyes were filled with heat...ah, no, tears were filling her eyes.

The rest of the students were waiting with bated breath - the little transparent loser Wang had never been to a KTV before, and it was obviously more practical to have a night in an Internet cafe, so no one knew what the strength of Mr. Jie was.

Looks so strong!

…

I'm sorry you are overthinking this.

Although the young master decided to risk his life, he didn't look nervous. In fact, he felt a little lack of oxygen even if he didn't take a breath.

Why are you thinking so much? Mental illness!

…

The accompaniment sounded, and the young man was slightly drunk, remembering the original intention of choosing this song.

In a nutshell - my favorite song of the year.

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

I hum it repeatedly and practice it often, but I have never had the chance to sing it.

Today is the time!

When the prelude ends, start singing yourself.

"If someone asks me, I will tell it, but no one will come

I'm looking forward to it, but I'm helpless. I have something to say, but I can't get it loaded.

My mood is like a bottle waiting to be lifted

The mouth is growing moss

The quieter the crowd became, the more indifferent they became. "

As soon as the first sentence came out, everyone exclaimed "Wow".

It’s not the amazing, rogue voice that sounds great and has strong singing skills.

However, that strong emotion brought an even greater shock.

Bitterness, helplessness, and self-deprecation are all contained in the slightly flat tune, drowning people like a thick fog.

In an instant, everyone felt empathy.

This is the only song that Wang Yan will not sing out of tune, and it comes from repeatedly pondering every word.

Moreover, Wang Yan has a permanent skill that has never taken effect-Drunken Song!

[Description: Drinking and singing, the geometry of life]

[When you are drunk and tipsy, you can convey your emotions in singing]

What emotion is more real than your own personal experience?

Once upon a time, I was just a little transparent person who was not taken seriously!

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

The young master didn't pay any attention to it, and lowered his eyes slightly, as calm as a pond.

"When I was eighteen years old, at the dance at my alma mater, I stood there like a gangster

At that time, I swore with tears that you must see me

There are too many ordinary and ordinary roads in the world

Which housing estate do you live in?

I have been neglected too much in love and work

My self-esteem has suffered a lot..."

In the second paragraph, the emotion becomes deeper.

When I was eighteen years old, there was no dance party in the experiment, but there was a college entrance banquet held every two days.

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

She was probably thinking: Are boys really boring?

Or simply didn't notice?

Looking back at the scene at that time, I finally realized that it was completely overblown.

At every college entrance banquet, a few boys get drunk. What does it have to do with anyone? !

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

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

It is indeed bad to be sensitive and vulnerable, but regardless of right or wrong, the emotion is real and deeply remembered.

Just that night, Wang Yan had already swore with tears that one day, everyone must see me!

The next day, Wang Yonglei called and asked, "Are you going to He Meng's college entrance banquet?"

Wang Yan flatly refused: "I won't go!"

In the conversation that followed, the diaosi Wang was filled with anger that had nowhere to vent, but the current male idol Wang still remembers it fresh.

"Ah? Is it true? That's such a beautiful woman! Just take one look at her, what do you think?"

"You're not traveling with us at all, why are you going there?"

understand? !

What are you going for? !

Being teased like a clown by those guys with a strong sense of superiority, just to lick her face and say a few words to He Meng, and then take her scent home with her for sexual intercourse? !

Gujiao is a mining city filled by the nouveau riche. Commercial centers with precious land and scar-like urban villages are intertwined. Your and my families are the epitome of thousands of urban farmers. They live in a place where they never see the sun during the day. of low-rise shantytowns!

In such a money-filled society full of impetuousness, the gap between you and He Meng cannot be filled by [classmate relationship]!

When people are poor, their breathing is wrong.

but!

As long as your self-esteem is still there, any mistakes can be corrected!

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

In the end it all turned into a chuckle.

Do you think I am still me?

Ah!

As the last chorus came to an end, the young man took a deep breath and sucked back into his belly all the grievances, incomprehensions, extremes, resentments, and anger he had felt.

Then, with a posture of bursting veins, he roared out again!

"You can tell me to be exaggerated, and I'm not afraid of a few boos.

If I'm bored when I'm there

Did you watch the show?

Hysterical enough?

Dren the flowers with tears, I only want to surprise you

Do I seem to have ceased to exist?

Increase the bet, and the veins will show up

I know it, but does it exist now? ha? ! "

The last short haha ​​was like a wild wolf that had been awake for several nights and had red eyes but finally hunted a bull, sending out the most disdainful ridicule to the world, to society, and to fate!

Tell me, do I still exist now? !

I, Wang Yan, that poor little transparent girl, can you see me now? !

"Look at me, stop looking at the ceiling!

I am not your cup of tea, but you can drink it, drink it, drink it! "

In the penultimate sentence, Wang Yan finished it in one breath and sang three drinks in a row at the top of his lungs.

It wasn't even sung, but roared. The sound was very broken, but it was also released smoothly enough.

I'm high!

Brother is very high now!

The way you look up at me makes me extremely happy!

With the last line left, Brother Fugui, who had enjoyed himself so much, was too lazy to sing any more. He threw the microphone on the sofa, picked up a glass of wine, and drank it down in one gulp.

While enjoying himself, a poem suddenly flashed through Wang Yan's mind -

Both your body and your name will be destroyed, but the eternal flow of rivers will not be wasted!

The words do not correspond to the scene, but to the emotion.

Those of you who have ridiculed and despised me will become obsolete sooner or later.

And my reputation will eventually be passed down like that river forever!

From high school to now, it's like a destined reincarnation.

The first half is full of laughter and tears.

The second half is about self-improvement.

Hanging B?

Aren't you just as incompetent as a loser when you drive your parents?

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

joke!

Singing in front of you, my once small self-esteem, my current pride and ambition, and all the previous ones can be cut off in one fell swoop!

From now on, I'm just me, the male god Brother Fugui!

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[A few more words]

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

This is a complete farewell to the diaosi identity, not only bidding farewell to the past, but also looking forward to the future.

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

Other similar novels may not pay attention to this point, but when I came up with the idea, I had already considered the reconciliation with the past when I grow up to a certain stage.

If I don't complete this step, my heart will always be weak and I won't be able to support future stories.

Back to the previous question: Why did many people think He Meng was poisonous in the early stage? Did she do something wrong?

In fact, no, it was just that the reality at that time was too cruel and painful.

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

I wrote in the first chapter "When people are poor, breathing is wrong."

This is reality, but it is not a reason for us to be negative.

So I wrote "As long as the self-esteem is still there, any mistakes can be corrected" at 1.6 million words.

Constantly striving for self-improvement and growing as tenaciously as weeds are the three views that a creator should reveal to everyone, and this is also the belief that I persist to this day.

Sincerely, salute.

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