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"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what's wrong with you three today? All of them have stern faces." Youche brought four cups of "Youmi" and sat on the sofa in a corner of the bar with them.

"fine.

"It's not those three villains! They actually framed Yumo and Shang Qing! It's so abominable! It makes me so angry, I wish I could tear them into pieces!" Yiran said through gritted teeth, and patted the table in excitement.

, the people who came to drink in the bar were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweat. "What are you looking at! Those who want to drink continue, those who don't want to drink keep their money, and they can leave!"

"Tell me, what's going on?" Youche looked very interested at first, but after listening to Yiran's story, his expression slowly became serious, and there was murderous intent in his pupils.

"Qing, do you want me..." Shang Qing shook her head, walked slowly towards the white piano in the bar, and ran her fingertips over the keys. In an instant, the beautiful and cheerful sound of the piano made everyone feel good, but right now

When people were enjoying the sound of the piano, the melody gradually became slow and sad, so sad that everyone could not breathe, and they always felt depressed and uncomfortable.

Shang Qing adjusted the position of the microphone and sang while playing:

"Your leaving figure on a cloudy day

Calm to the point of ripples

if i really give up

do you care

I don't see the whole world in your eyes

why let me meet you

gray innocent sky

Can you let me have another dream?

I stand at the starting point and always miss you very much

But you are very disdainful of me

If you can let me see you

I will watch you lose sleep..." The female version of Star Brother's "Give Up" is even sadder. She is like an angel with broken wings in people's eyes.

There was a deathly silence in the whole place.

At this time, three uninvited guests, the three people they least wanted to see now, appeared here.

Youche glanced at them worriedly.

The arrival of Huangfu Jin, Nangong Chen, and Lin Ruoxi made the whole place boil again.

The three of them also saw Shang Qing singing on the stage. Nangong Chen and Lin Ruoxi simultaneously looked at Huangfu Jin who was pretending to be calm. Nangong Chen sighed lightly and looked at Qing again: "Don't talk about being brothers.

Remind you, it’s best to follow your heart.”

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go over and sit down first. Standing is quite tiring, haha." Huangfujin didn't want to mention this matter again and quickly changed the subject.

"Oh, to be honest, Jin, your skills in changing the topic are really bad!" Nangong Chen gave him a roll of his eyes without hesitation.

"You kid! If you don't fight for three days, go to the house and uncover the tiles! How dare you find fault with me." Huangfu Jin and Nangong Chen were playing around like this, while Lin Ruoxi was playing with her mobile phone as if she was already used to it.

Drinking cocktails, none of them saw the sad expressions on the three of them's faces.

On their side.

"Okay, okay, you three, stop putting on such a bad face and show it to who else! How about...hehe, let's play a game?" Youche walked up to the stage with a smirk on his face and picked up the microphone.

Said: "Good evening, Strike! Our boss suddenly wants to hold an event, a singing competition, and the winner will get a limited edition sports car!"

"Hey, this game is pretty good. How about the three of us join in?" Nangong Chen put down the pillow he was going to use to play Jin.

"Okay!" Lin Ruoxi also stopped playing the game.

"Okay, okay. Come on, that sports car belongs to us!" Huangfujin and the other three walked onto the stage handsomely.

"Qing?" Yiran asked what Qing meant.

"Well, let's go! We must have a good time today."
Chapter completed!
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