48: C48 I'll Punish You to Kill It

C48 I'll Punish You to Kill It

Han Qiang shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. They were the type of couple who paid the service fee. Besides, the dance floor outside was so messy. On the way up the stairs, a beautiful woman like her attracted a lot of attention, even if it was not a thousand. If they really went to the dance floor, it would definitely cause a sensation.

Wang Na was unhappy and waved her hand, "Humph, it must be that you are afraid of causing trouble and do not dare to go out with me, right?"

"Stop messing around, Na Ms Na. It is so chaotic outside. Let's calm down for a while." Jia Wen came over to help to resolve the situation.

The waiter came in with a plate and played it according to the song list. The familiar melody of Walking on Life rang. Wang Na returned to her seat gloomily and sulked.

Gu Xue'er's voice was not as gentle as Deng Lijun's, but it was ethereal and pleasant. It gave this kind of song a different charm and attracted a round of applause from the crowd. The shy little girl's pretty face was like a heated iron, with steam coming out from it.

The little girl finished her song and stuffed the microphone into Han Qiang's hand, then shyly ran back to her mother's side.

Following the melody of the toast with the past, Han Qiang's magnetic voice rang out.

"After so many things, aren't you a little tired? I've experienced this kind of experience a few times. I've also been hurt in my heart and no one knows about it. Right now, I just want to drink with you..."

The song was the heart of the song. Han Qiang, who had experienced the baptism of more than 50 years, had a deeper understanding of this song. Especially the song that he sang after his heart was broken, it triggered the sealed memories and emotions in the depths of his soul.

Han Qiang's song seemed to have magic, and it deeply touched everyone's heart.

Jia Wen, who read Zhang Ailing's love novels every day, Ho Cai, who had been dealing with words all day, also acutely captured the feelings behind the song. It was as if there was an invisible little hand that was touching the softest part of their hearts.

The past resurfaced in her mind over and over again. Under the anaesthesia and catalysis of alcohol, Han Qiang also fell into an uncontrollable state. Closing his eyes and not even looking at the screen, he could sing every song accurately. He could step on every rhythm.

He loved the woman to the bone. When he needed her the most, she left heartlessly; the sadness and tiredness of working so hard for more than ten years without getting better, gritting her teeth and persisting for seven or eight years without any success... At the peak of career and life, she was unexpectedly reborn to the helplessness of 1994... They interweaved.

Regardless of whether he was willing or not, he could only drink to the past...

"Cheers to the past!"

Han Qiang's soul and emotions merged into his final song. The corners of his eyes could not help but become moist as they gradually condensed into round teardrops.

Jia Wen, who had been staring at him the whole time, saw the crystal clear teardrops slowly falling from the corner of his eyes. Her heart felt as if it had been hit by a hammer weighing thousands of kilograms. It was so painful that she almost could not breathe and tears flowed out of her eyes with a swoosh.

Ho Cai lightly pursed her pink lips and suppressed the overflowing motherly nature in her heart. The impulse to hug him in her arms to comfort him as she softly muttered, "What kind of past did a 18 year old middle school student experience? To have such deep comprehension?"

Wang Na's bright eyes turned slightly red as she ran over like a little tiger. She lifted her leg and kicked him in the back. She grabbed a bottle of fine phoenix beer from the table. She said fiercely, "Why are you singing so sadly on the big day of the opening? I'll punish you to fuck it!"

Han Qiang took the cold beer and without saying anything else, he raised his head and gulped it down. He had perfectly controlled his emotions. He smiled and said, "It's said that people will sympathize with you if you sell miserable things. It seems that your act this time was not successful. He was kicked and was even punished to drink a bottle of wine. He really suffered a huge loss."

Zhao Loong said with a look of admiration, "How can Mr Qiang pretend to be so alike? I also want to learn how to lie to the little girl."

"What a liar. Get out of my way."

Lan Siyu kicked him aside and took the microphone from Han Qiang's hand. Wang Na howled wildly and felt ashamed. She did not want to be outdone and followed a hysterical dream back to the Tang Dynasty. The low atmosphere just now was swept away.

Han Qiang stared dumbfoundedly at the two beauties who were hugging each other and calling each other brothers. For a moment, he did not know what to say.

A song was sung to the heart's content. Wang Na carelessly stuffed the microphone into Jia Wen's hands, "Younger sister Wen, your spring in the Northern Country."

Jia Wen looked at the screen and said with some embarrassment, "Waiter, is there a version of R Country Language?"

The waiter had just received a tip and his attitude was surprisingly good. He jogged out to exchange for a plate. Looking at the list of songs that popped up on the screen, Han Qiang unexpectedly found a favorite old song. He smiled and said, "When spring ends in the north, can you help me play a Tokyo love story?"

Zhang Ming came over and whispered, "Boss, that song is nice to hear, but it is in the R Country language."

Han Qiang smiled and said, "It's fine, I am very familiar with R Country literature."

"Really?" Zhang Ming scratched his head in confusion.

Han Qiang secretly laughed in his heart. If he knew that his R Country language was learned from cartoons or famous masters, he did not know what he would think.0

The graceful prelude of the spring of the Northern Country was heard. Jia Wen held the microphone in her hand. The pure singing that sounded like the sound of nature lingered in everyone's ears, causing their restless hearts to calm down. Even Wang Na and Lan Siyu, who were hugging each other and drinking a moment ago, became much more obedient.

After the elegant and pleasant song ended, the room was silent. After a few seconds, Han Qiang came back to his senses and took the lead to clap. In an instant, the room was filled with thunderous applause.

Jia Wen playfully stuck out her pink tongue and stuffed the microphone into Han Qiang's hands. She smiled and said, "The Tokyo love story is my favorite drama series. In order to watch it, I used to watch Phoenix Stage in the middle of the night. Even if the song is too difficult to sing, it is still not good to sing. "

Han Qiang smiled and said, "The love story in Tokyo is an unforgettable song. Ms Wen lacks a love that goes deep into her soul, so she can't sing well."

"Hmph, as if you had an unforgettable love story." Jia Wen pouted.

Han Qiang smiled and did not say anything. "Then why don't you group up with him? Move the card, dig up that mother, drag the KI, dig that kind of f * ck..."

The singing was deep and pure, and everyone who had followed this movie thought about it. A smiling face that was like a crescent moon uncontrollably appeared in everyone's mind. It was like the beautiful eyes of the stars. A sweet voice called out in the crowd, Pill Ball. Everything was filled with sunshine that filled one's heart with joy.

The love between a man and a woman was engraved in their hearts. The tenderness between their fingers and the soft voice penetrated deep into everyone's heart. It turned into vines that knocked open their hearts and tightly wrapped around their hearts.

At this moment, Jia Wen even had the illusion that she was that brave. The passionate, bold, and infectious Crimson Name Lixiang, who had a super healing smiling face. She was very engrossed in an unforgettable love with the 'meatball' in front of her...

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