The Cultivation Master Who Traveled to 07 Super Boy

Chapter 433 Brother Liang, I beg you to stop singing, really!



Chapter 433 Brother Liang, I beg you to stop singing, really!

After saying that, Su Xing covered his face with his hands, almost too embarrassed to face anyone. Why did he ask this?

In the end, the clown is himself.

The laughter in his ears was so harsh, and his heart was so cold now.

Butterfly Wang Yuexin spread her hands innocently: "..."

He just wants to give each of his brothers a home!

Guojun smiled and comforted: "If you can't do it, just join us, Xing Ge."

At worst, he could give him the lead singer position in their band.

Su Maomao's heart was broken. "I'm staying in Harbin, really."

Since there are so many sea fish in his heart, he wants to move to a spacious house.

He wants to quit the group!

This group can't stay here for even a day!

"Don't go, don't go." Guojun laughed.

Su Xing covered his aching heart and said, "Look, look, how do I treat my brothers, and how do my brothers treat me? The gap is too big, really."

He thought that after fifteen years, the forced little melon had finally become sweet and delicious.

The result is still a leaky little melon!

Guojun continued to stab him in the heart and add fuel to the fire, "How do you treat your brother? How will your brother stab you?"

Luo Qiqi had been drinking, so her thoughts hadn't come to her senses that quickly.

He blinked and pointed at himself dully, "Hey, but Lei Xin didn't seem to say he would leave any for me."

When everyone's eyes turned to watch the fun, he laughed loudly and added fuel to the fire, not wanting to add fuel to the fire.

Luo Yanqi rested her chin on the back of her hand, leaning over the table. Her face flushed and she playfully stuck out her tongue. She raised her eyebrows playfully and spoke first, "It doesn't matter. Who is in Shanghai? I won't be working there anyway."

"Besides, I live in my own room quite comfortably. I only have one guest room vacant, haha~"

This way, we both owe each other nothing.

Wang Zhengliang smiled and ruffled her hair, then helped her put on her down jacket. "Let's leave now. Ah Qi is drunk again."

"Let's retreat. Otherwise you'll have to wait again if you go over there. And we don't even know where Yifan will stay tonight!"

They have no money left anyway!

"Let's leave. It's getting late." Yu Haoming nodded in agreement. He had finished his meal and decided to go back and talk for a while before washing up and getting ready for bed.

The director team finally spoke, "Yifan is today's guest, so I'm giving you this money, you have to make your own arrangements."

Wang Zhengliang stroked his chin and glanced at the director team. His purpose was self-evident. "Then Yifan is not only our friend but also our invited guest. Then you..."

The director team ignored him and said, "So you have to spend 45 yuan to buy him a bed, and Haoming tonight..."

"I sleep with my wife." Yu Haoming put his arm around Luo Yanqi's shoulders, asserting his sovereignty. He hadn't planned on sleeping in separate rooms since he came here. "You didn't give me any money, so you don't have to buy my bed."

"..." The director team choked and kicked over the bowl of dog food they were secretly proud of. "Then Haoming won't be able to use it. You guys will still have to pay for Yifan's bed."

"..." The cash-strapped few ignored Yu Haoming's peacock-spreading figure and looked at the director pitifully.

Lu Hu acted cute and tried to play the friendship card, "Zhao Hao, we are all friends!"

"That's right, you're going a bit too far." Zhang Yuan glanced at him with his remaining eyes.

"That's too much!" The brothers accused the director team of being too cruel.

Zhang Yuan righteously accused the director team of being incompetent, "How could you let our flying guest...you really are..."

He secretly pointed at Guo Yifan beside him, and whined and accused them of being immoral, unrighteous and unkind.

"You can't let him fly all the time, you have to let him land." Chen Chusheng also said a lot of jokes with a serious face. "We have to give Yifan a home, let Yifan, this tired bird, return to his nest, right?"

"Haha—" The person involved, Guo Yifan, was amused.

Lu Hu looked at the indifferent director team and said, "How about this, Yifan shouldn't have filled the gas tonight. You return the money to us."

"You guys drive your own cars and fill up your gas tanks. There are nine of you in one car and I didn't ask you to pay extra for a change of cars." The director refused with a heartless heart.

Zhang Yuan's eyes widened. "It's as good as not changing the car at all. It's out of gas and you still make us fill it up ourselves. We're so squeezed in the back like a sandwich."

"But what the director said makes sense. He...he really has no reason to pay for our gas, right?" Wang Yuexin scratched his head. "If the director wants to pay, we're just borrowing it, right?"

Lu Hu said confidently: "Then lend us another 45 yuan."

Anyway, if you have too much debt, you don’t have to worry about it.

Director team: "He has fifty."

"About fifty, right? Then you stay over there." Lu Hu, whose expression changed in an instant, waved to him.

Good to go or not to send!

"We have money." Lu Hu, who threw it away after spending it, showed that he was so superficial.

Stay where it's cool!

Wang Zhengliang chirped loudly, "They really can't bear to see us have even a penny on us. Not even a penny."

"Squeeze it dry, there's only five dollars left. Shouldn't we think about how to spend it?" Lu Hu looked down on the director team.

Five dollars is not enough to buy breakfast tomorrow!

Director team: "..."

What a realistic group of men.

Just now they were acting like good brothers and acting like spoiled brats, saying they were all friends, but now they just throw things away after using them and chirp loudly.

Now he changes his expression faster than turning the pages of a book.

He has money but keeps it instead of spending it. The director team wants them to promote frugality and save money!

Guo Yifan glanced at the ruthless director team, then at his brothers who only had five yuan worth of belongings left on them, and said jokingly, "Let's just rehearse all night."

Just spend your last five dollars on music!

Wang Yuexin clapped his hands and said, "Let's not waste too much time here. Let's go back and discuss the repertoire for tomorrow's performance."

Everyone had almost finished their drinks, and Wang Yuexin continued, "Then let's go back and talk. Let's not stay here."

"Okay, let's retreat." Zhang Yuan put on his down jacket and stood up.

After thanking the boss, the few of them did not stay outside for any longer to exchange pleasantries, but quickly got on the bus and returned to the youth hostel.

It is really comfortable to eat hot pot indoors when it is snowing, but as soon as you go outside you will shiver with cold.

Luo Yiqi shrank her neck. She was still a little confused because of the alcohol in the house, but when the dry cold wind blew, her face was almost cracked by the cold.

His chaotic brain suddenly snapped awake, and after sitting in the car, he leaned lazily against the window, feeling the coolness on his cheeks.

"A city without you is like a cold diamond, haha~ Hey ya hey yo hey~" Wang Zhengliang's strange singing voice suddenly started singing after everyone got on the bus.

Zhang Yuan closed his eyes and wanted to poke his ears, "Brother Liang, I beg you to stop singing, seriously!"

What kind of singing style is this????


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