I have a Gameboy

There are also a few little buddies with them, all of whom are poor students in the class, and they have often skipped class and played games together.

Usually they may not always be together, but when they heard that Yan Chong was going to have a dinner, they all came forward immediately.

There is that kind of small barbecue restaurant at the entrance of the school. The face of the door is dilapidated. There are only two or three broken tables inside. You have to write on the skewers and take your own beer, but it is delicious.

Yan Chong said that he wanted to treat him, but no one was really stupid. They knew that Yan Chong's conditions were average, and basically just a little lamb skewers.

Yan Chong saw them being cautious, so he wrote on the small order list with great pride.

The classmates next to him looked at him with a dumbfounded look: "Are you painting?"

At this time, someone suddenly thought of a question: "This grandson has not seen you for so many days, and he suddenly said that he would like to treat us. He didn't want to ruin us!"

Everyone is a poor student, and the family conditions are really good and they will not play with them.

If Yan Chong ordered a menu of skewers, they couldn't afford it!

So someone spoke to Yan Chong euphemistically.

"Hahaha, what are you worried about!" Yan Chong shook the order paper in his hand, then called the proprietress over and handed it to her face to face, and then transferred five hundred yuan.

"I'll bet the money first, I'll give it to you if it's not enough. Get it on!" Yan Chong said.

The small restaurant at the entrance of the school is mainly for a good deal. If you don't drink 500 yuan, it is a big business.

So of course the lady boss smiled and said: "Don't worry, I'll bake it for you!"

Those classmates looked at Yan Chong and were shocked.

Are you really rich?

But at this time, Cheng Tianle expressed concern.

"Brother Chong." Cheng Tianle said, "You have been sick at home these few days, so are you going to sell your kidneys?"

Yan Chong: "!!!"

What do you guys think?

"I didn't sell kidneys, and I didn't sell anything else. Don't think too much about it." Yan Chong said, "Money, it must be a little bit earned, so you can rest assured."

Seeing that Yan Chong said so, they didn't ask much.

Since Yan Chong refused to say, then even if it is not illegal, he must be on the edge of the law.

Although they are poor students, after all, they haven't gotten into the society. They really don't dare to let a few of them go to the scene.

Just eat and drink.

Soon, all kinds of baked goods were brought up.

They didn't drink, so they ordered some Coke Sprite Mirinda, and they followed Yan Chong's appearance.

This is how people are, whether it is a big society or a small society, it is the same.

If you don’t believe it, but watch the wine at the feast, persuade the rich first.

Although they are still students, they are also full of respect for Yan Chong.

They are all students of the same year, but regardless of whether the month is older or younger, Yan Chong is called Brother Chong, which gives a lot of face.

"Brother Chong, what shall we do in a while?" Cheng Tianle asked after he was full.

"I can do it, should I play billiards or surf the Internet?" Yan Chong asked rhetorically.

"Why don't we sing nursery rhymes?" At this moment, a person who knew nothing about life or death said.

"This proposal is good!" Yan Chong immediately agreed.

So after eating and drinking, they took a taxi to a relatively large-scale KTV in the entertainment street.

This KTV is very formal. Although there is no special service, the machines are relatively new.

"You sing first, you sing first." Yan Chong was deliberately polite.

"Brother Chong, look, our brother, why are you polite!" The person next to him kept persuading.

"Okay, I'll order one." Yan Chong sat beside the jukebox with a grin, listened to others' singing, and then searched for Japanese nostalgic songs.

I actually found this song "The Trial".

"Well, let's come to this song that I got a 100 points for the first time!" Yan Chong solemnly selected the song and priority.

So after the person finished singing, Yan Chong picked up the microphone and walked forward like a star.

"Hello everyone, I sing an old Japanese song to everyone, I hope everyone is healthy!" Typhoon Yan Chong was deep and gave everyone unlimited reverie.

Someone else applauded cooperatively.

Then Yan Chong opened his mouth when the intro was finished.

The people below couldn't stand it immediately.

Listening to you singing, are you in good health?

So they all expressed their discomfort and wanted to go to the bathroom.

Yan Chong only sang three sentences, and suddenly there was no one in this room!

Yan Chong: "!!!"

Is singing so bad?

But he didn't care, and continued to sing excitedly.

Who is scornful and I have no audience?

Myself, the first to be moved!

I'm a song that can score 100 points, but you just won't appreciate it.

But before he finished singing the song, the waiter came and knocked on the door.

"Big brother, I can't sing anymore in the private rooms next to him, and another big brother has a myocardial infarction and passed out." The waiter said, "I'll just ask, will you still sing in a while? How about I close the order for you? Come on, it's free for you!"

"No!" Yan Chongyi said righteously, "I came with money! And you interrupted my singing, I have to sing again in a while."

The waiter left helplessly, and after a while, another man who looked like a manager came and said, "Dude, good job, let's sing it here today. See how much compensation you want, we will pay for it!"

Yan Chong said no or no, but in the end the manager took a few security guards and "invited" Yan Chong out.

Not only refunded all the consumption, but also gave Yan Chong a two thousand yuan red envelope, and a large package of snacks, in a posture of courtesy first.

Yan Chong had no choice but to agree.

"Um, Brother Chong, let's play something else." His classmates said one after another.

"No, I haven't enjoyed singing yet!" Yan Chong said, "There is a good Ledi next to it, let's go and have a look!"

These classmates have eaten Yan Chong's short mouth, and it is hard to object.

They can only buy a lot of napkins and plug their ears tightly.

After entering the private room, Yan Chong clicked again and began to sing.

The reaction of Haoledi was faster than the reaction of Happy Di just now, and the manager came over soon.

"Dude, I'll give you a thousand dollars. Go to the Happy Di next door to sing!" The manager said with tears, "The people who left the private room at the front desk are in line!"

"Don't make trouble, buddy, I was the opposite of Happy Dirang who came here." Yan Chong said, "Before I left, they gave me five thousand back!"

Everyone: "!!!"

Are you staring and talking nonsense?

The manager said, "It's okay, buddy. As long as you promise not to come again, I'll get you ten thousand!"

After Yan Chong came out, he smacked his lips: "Is there a KTV near here?"

Everyone: "!!!"

We know how you are so rich all of a sudden!