God of Life

There should be a tinkle at this time before the scenery.

- Yes, but Wang Yan couldn't even see it.

The classmates finally reacted and started screaming.

“Shit! A god of songs? ”

“Wang, you sing too much beep! ”

“Hey, I almost cried...”

Xiao Kai, who almost cried, was actually laughing, but Zhang Yin, who didn't say anything, really cried.

In an unnoticed corner, the usual hip-hop sand sculptures cover their faces with palms and weep silently.

As your enthusiasm grew and your surroundings grew louder and louder, your silent tears finally turned into whimpers.

As one of Wang Yan's two earliest friends, Zhang Yin and Wang Yonglei are all small - just like Wang Yan once said.

Wang Yonglei had a thick face, no B-count, but Zhang Yin was still strongly dissatisfied, so the stimulus was even greater.

At that time, we were hanging out together, and now you're a male god, but I'm still hanging out...

The contrast is so strong, how can it be pleasant?

A "Float", stuck directly in the heart of the lord, hurts bloody.

In tears, Zhang Yin gradually let go of his delusions about Qiu Li. In his heart, he silently made a decision.

There is only one exaggerated like Zhang Yin, but tearful eyes are unknown.

The empathy of drunken songs is too strong, the lyrics of "Float" are so poked, no society can hear Wang Yan's singing indifferently.

Yu Qiuli had never been self-indulgent and transparent. She was still moved to tears and offered Wang Yan a hug.

“Wow, I'm blind! ”

“Ow ~ ~ ~"

“Sergeant, no! Ahhh! The nest can sing too! ”

Yu Qiuli didn't even listen to the wolf howl. He stuck to Wang Yan's cheek and mumbled excitedly.

“You're awesome, really...”

Major can understand her mood, which is about a kind of worship that mixes compassion and compassion, because she not only knows Wang Yan's past, but also understands the scale and potential of royal entertainment today.

Relative to each other, it feels extra.

Although Wang Yan did not need her pity, she was still in love.

She smiled and held her shoulder back gently, patting her: "Thank you. ”

Gujia's expression was complex, his naked eyes were a little green, envious of both, but he had nothing to say.

At the end of the day, I had to laugh, “Grass! Wang Er, are you here to smash the scene? ”

Wang Yan smiled without saying a word.

He Meng can't sing well, but his ability to appreciate is not bad. He stood by and applauded lightly, and his face was full of arrogance.

She also expressed praise in a way that was different from others and was still endless.

“I find you particularly hidden. You haven't shown anything in three years of high school. If you're willing to go on stage for a party, what's the matter with you?

Don't forget to call me, I'm your fans. ”

Big Major was photographed comfortably, but he was laughing badly.

Would you like to hear something soft? Cheng Biting Jin has three axes, but I only have one... nail.

If you want me to go, I can sing you another big river to the east. I'm afraid you'll pee on the spot...

Despite losing stock, Master Kuruyu did not panic at all and took the initiative to molest the high school goddess.

“A little practical, any hugs? ”

He Meng immediately lifted his neck and looked at people obliquely: "No! ”

The young man shook his head and sighed: “Unfortunately, my favorite idol is Wu Yibing...”

He Meng didn't understand the first time, but Yu Qiuli burst out laughing and patted Wang Yan nicely: “I'm also your powder...”

He Meng obviously doesn't pay enough attention to the entertainment industry and still doesn't understand.

But Wang Yan stopped paying attention to her. Her heart was full of surprises. - Sergeant, how much is this feeling?

Measure carefully...

Mother!

Likeness 83!

And it's not just a surge of good feelings, but there's still 80 loyalties at this time.

Classmate, you are getting closer and closer to a perfect secretary, keep trying!

……

He Xiaolu clicked on her eyes and looked at Wang Yan in a blink.

She is young, has little experience, and doesn't feel so deeply about life.

He Haoyuan, although not very reliable, has never materially lacked her, plus she has been beautiful since childhood, and therefore has not been neglected.

However, her self-esteem was particularly sensitive precisely because of her illegitimate daughter's origins and Centine's targeting of her mother.

So, the resonance is stronger than Sister He's dreaming.

The phrase, "I'm not your cup of tea, but drink, drink, drink” is what she wants most to say to Centine.

I dare not divorce Ho Huanyuan and bully my mother if I find a chance. Now I am forcibly taken back to the villa for New Year's Eve. Did you ask me if I would?!

The rebellious rebellious girl instantly felt Wang Yan was very smooth.

Not at all like those kids my age, mature, confident, untamed, so handsome!

With her eyes straight to Xiaoxing, she took out Bai Ling's magic of delicacy and prayed, "Brother Wang Yan, you sing so beautifully! Sing me another song, will you? ”

He Dream consciously held his sister's shoulder and locked her tight.

Well, the height difference is perfect. Perfect!

Young Master Wang first gave Ho Meng a definite look: I am not Lori Kong!

And smile and say no to the fairy: “I've had the most fun today, you guys play. ”

He Xiaolu's mouth slammed, but Gujia's book opened with delight: “Come, it's time to drink, it's time to order a song! Who's there? ”

Everyone grabbed a glass and shouted to Wang Yan.

Cheers to Yu Qiu Li Hao Mai and took the initiative to grab the microphone: “Give me some New Heartbeat!" ”

She jumped forward and called everyone to applaud, clapping immediately.

Major didn't bear it, dizziness.

When she speaks, people can't help but cheer.

Compared to the rooster dream, Yu Qiuli is the real KTV song, the sound is thick, solid and full.

“Perhaps you have seen too many tragedies and suffered too many grievances. If you don't want to look back in the past, it will continue...”

When the lyrics came out, Wang Yan stunned.

Huh?

It's kind of interesting...

When the second song came out, Yu Qiu Li projected his eyes at the same time. The Young Master immediately confirmed: for me!

“Let's just forget how sad we used to be, open our wounded wings, put them on for ourselves, fall the crown...”

Sukema!

It can only be said that Yu Qiu Li was not only proactive but also intelligent when he decided to do it.

Especially know how to grab a man's mind, see stitches.

Wang Yan lost touch slightly, but the response is impossible, so easy to put on, what about Brother Gao Leng's setup?

Still blind to a glance, he was screaming a good ancient book, rich brother cold smile applause.

He was satisfied with the dark observation, and no longer cared about Qiuli's repeated provocations.

Did you provoke me?

I didn't want to argue with you, but obviously, a man like him, you don't deserve it!

Of course, although it is good to have someone robbing it, Ho Meng will never make it easy, and her vision and hierarchy dictate that she doesn't need to rush.

If Wang Yanyin sincerely pursues it with enthusiasm...

Well, that's a good idea...

He Meng is acute, but obviously, she doesn't know what it means when a former covert lover starts to be able to joke with her.

Four words: Drop it completely.

The previous obsession of the demon has been cut off, and everything starts all over again, working together, being friends, not working together, being strangers.

……

He Xiaolu whispered to He Menggu: “Sister, is your classmate a fool? The people you're secretly in love with are totally down, and you're still having fun? ”

He Meng knew who she was talking about. He smiled and replied faintly: “Gujia doesn't necessarily like her much. Men's desire to conquer is the most vulgar and cheap. ”

He Xiaolu looked up in a clear light: “What about a woman's desire to conquer? ”

He Meng silently said for a moment: "Good women should not be proud to conquer men, otherwise they are just as vulgar. Love, should be pure. ”

He Xiaolu's eyes flashed and there were some contradictions in his eyes.

Looks like you didn't really like Wang Yan...

The little fairy is a little discouraged, but more relaxed, because if He Meng really loves Wang Yan, she doesn't know if she can really do it.

Her mother's name was Liu Mengxue and Ho Mengxue's mother's name was Centing.

It's a bloody story that people love, but it ends badly.

Zenting did not give way to Ho Xiaoyuan, and oppressed Liu Mengxue everywhere, but he acquiesced in the existence of He Xiaolu, even trying to tear the mother and daughter apart.

He Xiaolu clearly knew what attitude to use to face his biological father and Zenting, but didn't know what to face.

It made her depressed.

What am I supposed to do?

In agitation, she gave herself a bottle of beer, and Ho Meng was chatting with Wang, and she didn't find it.

“Sis, I'm going to the bathroom. ”

She clamped the beer in her coat and walked silently to the door, not into the indoor bathroom, but opened the compartment door.

Little fairies shouldn't drink...

But I don't want to be a fairy today, I just want to be an adult!

Wouldn't it be so hard to get drunk?

She doesn't know, but she wants to try.

……

“Wang Yan, do you have any foreign investment? ”

Although the song had conquered Ho's ears, her greatest concern was still business.

Woman of the future?

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

Don't you need money to be rich and white, travel, shopping, romance, not moisturizing?

If it weren't for upgrading the system and taking a look at the landscape at its peak, Wang Yan wouldn't want to torment it now. How tired are you?

President Wang shouted tired, and Yoshiko of 007 cried.

President Wang shouted and waited for Bai Jie and Wang Yufei to cry again.

President Wang shouted poor, uh, Ye Ziwenle.

……

He Meng was just waiting for the answer. Wang Yan began to think about how to spread the word.

Honestly, it's impossible. I'm rich and noble. I don't like to brag about beeping with women. What kind of man would talk about “I've got 200 million dollars worth of business lately”?

Even if it's true, the moment it opens, it's nothing.

"My enthusiasm has overflowed, please give me an hour and I will fill your heart...”

Cough!

There's a series of scenes...

Major Wang began to seriously consider responding. At this point, two WeChats suddenly popped up on his phone.

A glance at the interface window revealed a message from Sun Hongwei. His heart moved.

You finished carving jade?

“Excuse me, I'm going to go out and call you back. ”

Wang Yan immediately threw down He Meng and copied his phone and walked out the door.

Just out the door, sweep to the right and see the back of He Xiaolu.

The fairy carried a bottle of wine and drank it as she walked. She was a fancy Asian.

Wang Yan didn't pay attention after a glance. Lori, alcoholics don't break the law. None of my business?

Open WeChat to read the news, only Sun Hongwei sent a group of pictures, and took a bright and luscious Cui Buddha brand.

“Wang, your mother's Buddha's medal has been engraved. Master Song Shiyi's first disciple has come forward with a high level. See photo for details.

But the jewellery was too late, and the design was more complex, involving platinum hollowing and diamond inlays, almost four or five days away. ”

Four or five days?

That's Valentine's Day without delay...

Just in time for New Year's Eve, a gift for Mother Buddha, and a little surprise for 30,000 Valentine's Day!

Wang Yan was very satisfied, and the voice replied with thanks and courtesy.

Design, engraving, diamond decoration, Sun Hongwei did not collect a penny, the work was efficient and the face was not small.

Just after the conversation, I turned around and saw only He Xiaolu disappear at the end of the corridor.

Wang Yan couldn't help but stand still.

Is that a staircase?

The third floor of the mall is closed and the upstairs is a dump. Why does this stupid kid run off without knowing anything?

Without hesitation, Rich Brother decided to follow him.

It has nothing to do with anything else. Anyone should be reminded.

Drum Corner This place is no better than Tidu Demon. For certain historical reasons, the city's demons dance wildly and are unholy.

Of course, big things can't be easy, but small things can affect your mood, don't they?

Wang Yan walked two steps from the stairs to the fifth floor and saw He Xiaolu wandering around looking for a room. The bottle was still in his hand, but it was empty.

Yo, you dare to drink...

The young man looked at her like a malnourished penguin playing with a pendulum. It felt particularly funny and even wanted to record it and send it to Zhang Yao.

Sounds like fun, huh?

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

The distance between the front and the back was supposed to be quick, but when Wang Yan had just started recording, he Xiaolu suddenly had a door pulled open and walked out of a young man with a thick, shaved neck.

His face was full of wine, his eyes were drunk, and the moment he saw Ho Xiaodeer, his mouth was slightly wide and the halla almost came down.

He Xiaolu was about to go around, but the other side stopped him step by step. He asked:

“Hey, old girl, hiccup, what kind of bag room are you from? ”

“Go away! ”

“Hiccup! What are you doing... do you have a stage or not? No... hiccup! If you want to go with my brother, the tip is a lot of yours! ”

The drunk fat man simply said it was not enough. He Xiaolu's arm was held directly by his hand and he had to be pulled into the box.

“Aah! Get out of here! ”

He Xiaolu shouted a scream and then struggled with his life.

Unfortunately, I just drank confused, whether screaming or struggling, without much movement.

In fact, the best thing to do at this time is to calmly remind each other: "I'm a guest, not a sitter. ”

It basically brings back the other person's reason.

The fat man is only here to play, and he doesn't dare to touch the Guest.

However, He Xiao Deer doesn't have such a concept at all. His often intelligent brain is paralyzed by alcohol. Only instinctive struggle remains, and he sees to be dragged away by the dead fat man.

The doorway of the stadium room will not be guarded by so many waiters, the only two are dealing with what the problem is at the end of the hallway, the voice of the fairy can not hold the sound of the room behind, no one noticed this scene for a while.

Except Wang Yan, of course.

By the time he saw the fat man drooling, he had accelerated and never dropped his phone.

Three steps and two steps, looking at the approaching, about to warn each other, but the fat man is going to hug He Xiaolu's waist!

Oh, shit!

I didn't even... Well, I didn't think about that. Are you fucking crazy about Lori?

That's a warning to Jill!

Big and small round arms, smashing the phone out, boom... boom!

Shot directly on the back of the stacked head of the cargo and blew it up.

“I grass you...”

Fucking fat man with his back head covered, closed his eyes and shouted.

Suddenly the transformed fights swung over, grabbing each other's fingers and twisting them, suddenly breaking the dead fat man down like a shrimp rice.

Just about to get my habitual split leg on... uh, plate on... uh, hang on...

How did I learn such a shitty skill when I was paralyzed!

The agitated fighting Wang finally took control of his physical instincts. He reached out and pressed the other person's fat face, pulled a beam beside him and pulled Ho Xiaolu back.

The fairy didn't lose anything, but she was terrific.

His face was red, his eyes were drunk, he looked at Wang Yan, and he was a fool and a fool.

Hiss... just look at your face, it looks really good...

Little deer, clear and clear, I see pity.

Wang Yan was amazed for a moment. He bent over and picked up his phone. After a quick look, his face subsided.

Drop my phone?

You're in trouble!

The fat man slammed two steps and slammed into the door of his own compartment, falling to the ground.

Suddenly, he was grumpy as a big bug.

“CNMLGBD, dare you touch me? Little BZZ, you're in trouble! ”

In the broken door, a group of young people watching the swallow dance finally reacted, realizing something had happened, and copied the bottle of wine and had to rush to the door.

“MGB. Who the hell is looking for something? ”

“Brother San! ”

“Fuck him, brothers! ”

Wang Yan knew as soon as he saw the number of people - he couldn't fight!

Gracie is a one-on-one fighting magic trick, playing one Yao Ming relaxed, playing two Zou Ming eighty percent kneeling.

Don't look at the weight of a Yao Ming who can split two Zou City Ming still has the surplus. That's not how the bill counts.

If Wang Yan is the only one, then he must have run away with a girl, a god and a bunch of gangsters.

But with He Xiaolu... I dare not run!

They're throwing bottles in the back. How are we gonna hide with a big Laurie?

There's a curly baboon on the back of your head!

Wang Yan is still calm enough.

Take a quick sweep and instantly capture information about each other's clothing, temperament, drinks on the table, handbags on the sofa, and more, and determine each other's level.

A bunch of gangsters, not at a high level, but easy to get to the top... Thunder Cave, fast knife to chop the hemp!

“Let me see who dares touch me! ”

Wang Yan drank violently, and stood still. He was not afraid. He really deterred the other party for a moment.

In the next moment, Wang Yan took the initiative to step forward, blocking each other's doors and quietly relaxing his atmosphere.

Well, even if you can't fight now, at least you can drag each other, face one at a time, and use the door to block the bottle, it's not dangerous anymore...

A little less aggressive, making the opponent a little bit more inaccurate.

And it's not over.

The young master turned off the shooting lights with his hands. There was only a dusk top light in the room. The bright light shone from the hallway towards the interior, hiding Wang Yan's half face in the shadow.

The young man slowly looked indoors for a week, his expression was cold, his eyes were killing him, and with that half-minded, half-dark face, Godfather Wang officially went online!

“What did your friends do? Ask yourselves, this isn't over today. ”

Godfather Wang Slowly opened his mouth and unraveled the strap on his left hand - the classic AP royal oak tree, not everyone knows it, but those with long eyes know it's not cheap.

Remove the watch, hang it on the door handle, and the tone hardens again.

“Abe, offshore royal oak, less than 3 million. Whoever touched my watch on the floor, I told his family to die! ”

What love, what offshore oak tree, you can't understand but feel the height of it, listen to another 3 million, it's a bit silly.

MMP!

Fatso, who is this?

Before and after but five interest hours, only the accompaniment in the compartment is swinging, a bunch of clumsy wooden chickens!

The drum horns are messy.

Gangster gangsters dance and zazzle all day. Poor little bastards are running around all over the place. Those who do grey black produce often have dead men. The chariot pulls coal. Middle-aged security guards from the mining team may have shot people with real guns...

Meanwhile, the drum corner of the millionaire is a bad mess, going out is dirt, plated is a mountain sculpture.

The drum horn is chaotic and there is order.

It's not crippling to jump into the situation alive, at least know what kind of people are not easy to mess with.

Godfather Wang pulled out this set, is the least of the bad people to mess with.

At the drum corner, money equals power, it equals danger.

The fat man's wine was about to wake up. He turned his back and laughed: “Brother...”

Wang Yanli ignored him and turned to Ho Xiaolu: “Call your sister and ask her to come up. ”

He Xiaolu's legs are still soft, his body is softer, and Wang Yan's waist did not fall.

Her face burned, hands and feet pulled out the phone, unlocked the dial.

“Brother, do you see any misunderstandings? We belong to Brother Long, a coking coal factory...”

“It's none of your business! But nobody can leave until it's clear. ”

Godfather Wang unnecessarily interrupted each other, grabbed He Xiaolu's phone, plugged in his pocket with one hand, and stood as if solidified.

As things stand, Wang Yan himself can take care of it.

But that's not how it works.

He Meng is not downstairs, so it is only a matter of urgency. Since the little fairy's sister is downstairs, she should naturally be allowed to handle it.

Previously, it was to protect Lori's sense of justice that everyone had a responsibility, but now, there was no need for a big package.

The after-awareness waiter finally realized something had happened and rushed in with the guard.

Wang Yan glanced at each other, picked up the watch hanging from the door post, and slowly brought it back to his wrist.

Phew...

Don't know who, take a breath of relief in the room.

Young Master took the initiative to step back and accidentally told the security guard: “Keep an eye on this door. If one of the people walks away, don't open your shop. ”

In fact, Wang Yan himself could not do it, but he believed that Ho Yanyuan could certainly do it.

Of course, it's up to you to tell me about your girl...

Wang Yan did not feel that he was threatening anyone, even ready to succeed and retreat.

But the security guards, waiters, stepsisters and bad luck bastards obviously didn't think so, and a vote of adults watched the young man standing tall and fearful.

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

She felt more drunk.