In this regard, song Zixuan looks natural and unrestrained on the surface, but his teeth itch with anger in his heart.

I think it's all the praise of the beautiful woman with powder wrapped in her brain that made his generation of love song Prince lose!

Song Zixuan squeezed out of the crowd and sat beside Lu Zijia.

When Lu Zijia saw him like this, he couldn't gloat any more, so he patted him on the shoulder and comforted, "don't be sad, there are always people who sing worse than you."

Song Zixuan, who didn't feel comforted at all, "..."

"I have made such a great sacrifice, and you are still sarcastic about me. What's your little conscience?"

Song Zixuan looked at her bitterly, like a bullied little daughter-in-law.

Lu Zijia, who thought he looked a little spicy, silently looked away: she was really comforting.

Seeing her look away, song Zixuan's resentment deepened.

So with the idea of sacrificing alone rather than everyone together, song Zixuan thrust the microphone still in his hand into Lu Zijia.

"I'll fill him with wine later. You can sing to attract his attention so that I can find a chance to pour out the wine!"

Just now he has sacrificed the title of love song prince, but he can no longer sacrifice his image because he is drunk.

Lu Zijia, "..."

"Are you sure?"

Lu Zijia suddenly looked at him with a smile.

Song Zixuan was a little flustered by her, but he nodded resolutely, "sure, this is division of labor and cooperation, you can't refuse."

Since he is a friend, he can't always die alone, can he?

"All right."

Lu Zijia didn't resist, so she compromised and agreed.

Song Zixuan's eyelids jumped: the ominous feeling in his heart was more obvious. What's the matter?

"Come on, let's go, let's go. My friend is in a good mood today. I'll give you a song.

I can tell you that my friend sings very well. Make sure you turn into brain powder immediately. "

Song Zixuan quickly cleared the venue and left the middle position to Lu Zijia. At the same time, he asked others to sit back on the sofa and continue to get drunk and enjoy Lu Zijia's singing.

"Bai Shao, let's sit here. How about we drink next? I don't believe I can't beat you. "

Song Zixuan casually pulled Bai Xiao to the position where the live broadcast can be photographed, sat down and said with an unyielding look.

But he didn't admit defeat, which greatly pleased Bai Xiao. "Yes, I'll convince you to lose today. If you lose this time, you'll have to call me brother in the future!"

Brother, your ancestors are eighteen generations!

Song Zixuan Tucao in his heart, but make complaints about it very quickly.

"How come the stronger the wind, the more my heart swings ~ ~"

"Poof -"

Song Zixuan, who had just had a drink with Bai Xiao, suddenly gushed out before drinking into his stomach.

Of course, many people sprayed like him.

Just because Lu Zijia's singing was so wonderful, it was like killing a pig, which made their drunken heads wake up in an instant.

"Blow and blow, my pride is indulgent.

Blowing can't destroy my pure garden.

Let the wind blow, let it mess... "

Everyone present, "!!!"

People watching the live broadcast across their mobile phones, "!!!"

It's said that after listening to it, it turns into brain powder immediately?

It's better to go out of tune than to kill pigs. It's good not to throw rotten eggs. It's brain powder fart!

Lu Zijia, who is immersed in her singing, is still "blowing and blowing, my pride and indulgence". She has no idea how many people want to throw rotten eggs at her at the moment

PS: the lyrics are from wild son.