Yu Xiaomei glared at Wang Lang, tears fell silently, wiped the tears from the back of her hand, raised her head and took a sip of wine, grabbed the skewers and rubbed them hard.

"Why are you looking for me if you don't go with you?" Yu Xiaomei chewed the things in her mouth viciously.

Wang Lang grinned, "My little cutie is asleep, come and find my little cotton jacket."

Yu Xiaomei held up the wine bottle and was about to splash Wang Lang. Wang Lang flicked his fingers casually, and the wine bottle opened.

Wu Yingnan was embarrassed when he was sandwiched between them and sat next to him silently.

Wang Lang looked at the table where the food was almost finished by Yu Xiaomei, turned around and shouted at the boss, "Boss, come here and order food."

The boss came over hesitated for a while. This time he was quite eye-catching and shouted in a proper manner, "Brother Nan."

Wang Lang flipped through the menu, "Twenty lamb skewers, twenty beef tendons, twenty beef skewers, five grilled chicken feet, three grilled chicken legs, ten grilled chicken wings, a plate of edamame, a plate of peanuts, two skewers of waist, you know, crisp bones, skewers, chicken fillets, these twenty skewers, I can only drink wine to travel to the world."

The boss smiled dryly, "Okay, Brother Nan, please wait for a moment." The boss has been mentally prepared to pay Wang Lang a debt. Even if Wang Lang does not pay him, he can't do anything to Wang Lang, so he can only stare at him. He can't beat him in the face of both black and white, and it's not worth it to provoke this person for a few hundred yuan.

There are still a lot of people eating now, and it is very lively.

There was a wandering singer wearing a round hat, holding the speaker, hanging a guitar, and asking each table if he wanted to listen to music.

Yu Xiaomei raised her head and took a sip of wine, raised her hand and shouted, "Master, here, I want to listen to the song."

The singer immediately ran over and bowed, "Hello, what song do you want to listen to?"

Yu Xiaomei held the bottle of wine, and the person who looked at it was like that wanted to have fun. After a long time of total, Yu Xiaomei raised her head and said, "Can you sing any song?"

"Yes, as long as you order it, I will sing." The singer said politely.

Yu Xiaomei sniffed, and Yu Guang glanced at Wang Lang, "I'm going to listen to "Boyfriend Gets Married."

The singer looked at Wang Lang. Wang Lang was eating peanuts and glanced at the singer, "What are you looking at me? Sing."

The singer was a little embarrassed, swiped the strings lightly, cleared his throat and started singing.

The tables next to them also turned their heads to look here.

This singer is average singing, but her skills are very strong, but her voice is average. Singing gives people the feeling that she feels something is a shortcoming.

Halfway through singing, Yu Xiaomei suddenly stopped, snatched a microphone from the singer's waist and sang, "A big river, wide waves, the wind blows the fragrance of rice flowers on both sides of my house, I live on the shore, I am used to listening to the boatman's horn, and seeing the white sails on the boat, the girl is like a flower, and the young man is so broad-minded. In order to open up a new world, he awakens the sleeping mountains and changes the appearance of the river. This is a beautiful motherland, the place where I grow, on this vast land..."

The singer is a little awkward and doesn't know whether to continue singing, mainly because he doesn't know if this will be considered money later.

The singing was just right, barely in tune, but the voice was penetrating, and the people around him couldn't help but turn around and look here. When they saw that it was a cute girl singing, they all looked at it as a joke.

Yu Xiaomei sang for half of the time, suddenly her cheeks bulged high, she reached out to cover her mouth, then threw away the microphone and ran to the telephone pole in the distance and opened her mouth and vomited wildly. Many people couldn't help laughing.

Wang Lang shook his head, and Wu Yingnan ran over to support Yu Xiaomei.

The singer didn't know whether he should leave, and smiled at Wang Lang, "Boss, can you see if you can..." While speaking, he rubbed his fingers and signaled whether he could pay the bill. Wang Lang looked innocent and cute, "Want to eat peanuts?"

As he spoke, he grabbed a handful of peanuts for the singer to rub it.

The singer looked at the man with a constipation.

Just pretended that he had accepted the defeat and turned around to leave. Yu Xiaomei, who had returned, grabbed her arm and said, "Don't leave, I'm not finished singing yet, I still have to listen."

The singer opened his hands and refused to touch Yu Xiaomei, so as not to be touched.

"I've just sang it, thirty."

Yu Xiaomei held the wine bottle, "Are you afraid that I won't pay? Am I short of money?"

Bang!

Yu Xiaomei took out a few red tickets from her small bag and patted it on the table, "No shortage of money! Sing! Today is your personal concert. You can just sing whatever I ask you to sing. I will book your voice today."

The singer nodded and smiled and collected the money, thanking the boss one by one. Happy New Year, the boss is in good health, the boss's business is prosperous, and the wealth is abundant. Congratulations on making a fortune.

Yu Xiaomei wanted to drink, but when she handed the bottle to her mouth, she felt a little disgusting. She quickly put the bottle down, grabbed a skewer and squirted, "I want to listen, I want to listen..."

After thinking in a daze for a long time, Yu Xiaomei said, "I want to listen to "Zhuanma".

The singer paused, cleared his throat and sang Yu Xiaomei's song.

The people next to him were stunned after hearing the new song. They felt that it didn't seem to be from the same person. The previous "Boyfriend Gets Married" and the latter "Zhuanma" are completely different types.

The singer sang very carefully, wanting to impress the rich woman with her singing, and then give him a generous reward. Wouldn't it be nice to have a happy time?

Who knows that Yu Xiaomei's tears fell as she listened to it. The singer didn't know if she should continue singing. She was a little suspicious of herself. Are you so moved? Why did she cry when she sang?

Yu Xiaomei suddenly snatched the microphone and put it next to her mouth.

The atmosphere was very quiet.

The people who eat here are basically looking at this place.

It was quiet for a while.

Yu Xiaomei put down the microphone and said, "Look at what I do, I can't sing."

"Then you use the microphone to make yarn!" Wang Lang felt a little blushing at this moment.

"I don't think I have to do something when the atmosphere is coming." Yu Xiaomei took a sip of wine.

Many people who were having dinner were amused by this girl.

Yu Xiaomei frowned and glared at Wang Lang, "I'm in a bad mood today, why should I laugh?"

"No one in this world will stop turning around because he is in a bad mood. Some people hold weddings today and some people hold funerals today. There is no conflict. Everyone has to learn to digest their own moods and can vent, but after venting, it is a new beginning. Don't cycle the single. If a song is cycled too much, it will be disgusting. If one is disgusting, it will breed a lot of negative emotions. Too much negative emotions will lead to the impact of everything you do." Wang Lang said slowly.

"Where do you have so many great reasons?" Yu Xiaomei replied.

"I'm so full that I'm making up for it." Wang Lang said casually.

Yu Xiaomei gritted her teeth, "I don't want to listen to you're talking about the big truth. Today I just want to drink and listen to music."

Bang!

Yu Xiaomei put the microphone in front of Wang Lang, "Sing for me! I want to listen to you sing."
Chapter completed!