Chapter 1001

"Who will sing this song with me?"

Mu Yazhe listened to the melodious music, looked at the MV on the screen, and was incredibly frivolous. How dare this stupid woman sing love songs to others in front of him?

Die!

Muyazhe turned his head coldly, his eyes were cold and horrible, and his face was like "who dares to answer the microphone".

It seems that if anyone really dares to sing this song with yunshishi, the company will be crushed by mu in the morning.

When people saw his fierce and cold eyes and thought about his own industry, they naturally didn't dare to offend this man. Where else did they dare to pay attention to yunshishi?

I saw that the little man who sang the soul of a beautiful girl was about to take over the microphone of yunshishi happily. The man who had a good friendship with him immediately pulled his sleeve and gave a sign to Mu Yazhe.

The latter followed the line of sight, only to see a certain man staring at his half stretched hand, his eyes as sharp as a sword!

My That's horrible!

It's like killing eyes!

When the man arrived, he was shocked. His back was cold and sweaty, and his forehead was covered with black lines. He immediately took back his hand!

Yunshishi looks at him puzzled. He simply looks at his nose, nose and heart, pretends to be a corpse!

She suddenly realized something. Looking back, she saw that mu Yazhe's eyes were frozen for three feet, cold as an iceberg.

Is this man too overbearing?

Don't sing with her, don't even give her the right to find a partner?

He won't sing, but she will!

So yunshishi on the angry sofa, singing loudly with the music, a low voice singing boys department, a high voice singing girls department, a small love song by her singing fierce, fierce, and like the revolutionary March, like the next moment, it is going to be a big kill in the battlefield like!

A good song "I miss you so much" was sung as "I want to cut you".

Now it's everyone's turn to be in the snow.

Muyazhe was very satisfied. When she finished singing, she still remembered floating a sentence: "it's hard to hear."

Yunshishi almost threw the microphone on the sofa in anger.

When he came out from KTV, yunshishi was still a little depressed.

Muyazhe strides ahead, and she dawdles behind her, unwilling to do so, with sad eyes, as if she were a grieving woman in a deep palace.

"You don't even want to sing with me..."

"Muyazhe, you hate it most!"

Walking ahead, mu Yazhe listened to Yun's poems and read them bitterly, as if they were complaining, as if they were complaining.

The expression of resentment on that face was as if he had done something heinous!

It's not that he really doesn't want to, but he has never sung a song. From small to large, there are not many opportunities to go to KTV or audio-visual entertainment city, but he has never opened his mouth. When he grew up, he took over the company. His prominent position is there. Who dares to invite him to sing?

In the past, he never talked about entertainment after dinner, even if he had several friends in private to play together, no matter who asked him to sing. The reason is not that he has a strange bad sense of sound, incomplete pentatonic, or bad rhythm, but he has little interest in singing and seldom listens to music at ordinary times. He is so busy with his work. Where is his free time?