Chapter 463

Name:I'm A Baller Author:Short'nin' Bread
When Wang Yan took over the microphone and rose high, everyone felt as if there was a superstar standing in front of him.

It is like Charlotte standing on the stage of good voice, about to detonate the whole audience and put down all of them.

The ethereal temperament, especially easy to use in the case of intense emotions, perfectly inspired Wang Yan's unruly, dissolute and rebellious young rock.

Yuanyi Yuezhi, such as bringing a master in person!

Xiaomi Meng Bi raised his head, full of awe, weakly asked: "Wang, Wang Shao, what song to sing?"

"Pompous."

Big and little raised his head and took a deep breath. His face was cold.

The beauty score of 83 is already very handsome, and the more important thing is not vulgar temperament and upright manner.

In the eyes of he Xiaolu, I don't know.

In the eyes of what dream, my heart trembles.

It's in Qiuli's eyes that the heat is rolling Oh, no, tears in my eyes.

The rest of the students are holding their breath. Wang, the little transparent loser in the past, has never been in a KTV. Obviously, the Internet bar night package is more practical, so no one knows what kind of strength Jie is.

It looks so strong!

……

I'm sorry you've been thinking too much.

Although the majority of young people decided to give up, they just didn't seem nervous. In fact, they didn't breathe a little oxygen.

Why is brain tonic so much? mental disease!

……

Accompaniment sounds, big and small wine slightly upwelling, think of the original heart of choosing this song.

In a word - the favorite song of the year.

The lyrics are so good that every word is written in Wang Yan's heart.

He hummed and practiced, but never had a chance to sing.

Today is the time!

At the end of the prelude, sing yourself.

"If someone asks me, I will speak, but no one will come

I look forward to it, but I have no choice but to say something, but I can't get it.

my mood is like a bottle cap being lifted

but my mouth is growing moss.

the more quiet the crowd is, the more ignored it becomes."

This is a complete farewell to diaosi's identity, not only farewell to the past, but also looking forward to the future.

The goddess in the dream represented by he Meng and the mountain on the head represented by Liu Weilong all ended up being conquered.

Other similar articles may not pay attention to this point, but I have already considered the reconciliation with the past when I grow to a certain stage.

Did not complete this step, the heart is always weak, can not support the story after.

Back to the previous question: why do so many people feel that he Mengdu? Did she do anything wrong?

In fact, no, but the reality at that time was too cruel and stinging.

I started by saying, "may my readers never be trapped by poverty.".

I'm here to be realistic, but not a reason for us to be negative.

So I wrote in 1.6 million words, "as long as self-esteem is still there, any mistake can be corrected.".

Self improvement and growing up like weeds are the three outlooks that a creator should show to you. It is also my belief that I have persisted to the present.

Best regards and best regards.

Finally, there are tickets. Surprise?

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