Rebirth without Regrets

Chapter 280 Singing

Leng Binghan actually doesn't like the capital at all. There is no other reason. This is the foot of the emperor. Although the people here seem to be warm and hospitable, they actually have a kind of self-respecting arrogance in their bones. Even if they are full of faces on the street

Drivers, when chatting with you, the sense of superiority of the capital people is beyond words. Unless you can appear stronger than them and make them look up to your existence.

After Wang Yuhui left, although everyone continued to eat, the atmosphere was a bit dull. After all, we were all young and inexperienced college students, and rarely had access to this circle that we would never dare to think about. Today, all this brought

Everyone's stimulation was so great that their spines couldn't help but tingle when they thought about it. Although Xiaowei and Leng Binghan were as close to everyone as ever and had no airs about them, there was a certain amount of nervousness and nervousness in their words and deeds.

It was restrained and the delicious food seemed a bit bland.

Seeing that everyone had almost eaten, the bottle of red wine was also empty. Seeing that it was still early, Leng Binghan invited everyone to sing in the KTV private room in the karaoke room on the fourth floor of Feiyuan International Hotel.

Although karaoke has become more common in recent years, it is not uncommon. The VCD machines at home all have such a function. You can put in a disc and plug in a microphone to show off your singing voice. You have become addicted to singing stars, but in Feiyuan

Singing in such a luxurious place as the International Hotel still fascinated them. After a slight refusal, they agreed and followed Leng Binghan to the most luxurious private room on the fourth floor led by the hotel service girl.

Although they were mentally prepared, the luxurious and huge KTV private room still surprised everyone and left them in admiration.

This luxurious private room with an area of ​​hundreds of square meters is luxuriously and exquisitely decorated. One wall is a large and fashionable LCD screen, and the other three walls are furnished with large sofas, coffee tables and computerized karaoke systems, allowing guests to listen to music at any time without getting up.

Request songs to change songs. The huge space in the middle can also be used for dancing. There is also a huge musical note-shaped wine cabinet uniquely designed in the corner, which contains a variety of drinks, including 82-year-old Lafite and various other drinks.

Brands of beer and liquor are enough to satisfy the tastes of different guests.

Xiaowei and Lin Yue were still looking around in surprise, but Zhang Qian and the others were sitting on the soft Italian leather sofa with some restraint, not daring to show their anger, sitting on pins and needles, not even daring to look at Leng Binghan.

Even if they peeked over occasionally, there was strong awe in their eyes. Wang Quanzhong and Qian Fei walked around the room, completed the safety inspection without disturbing others, and sat down near the door.

Location.

Leng Binghan ordered some fruit plates, snacks, pistachios and other snacks that girls like to eat, and then asked: "What do you want to drink, make it yourself!"

Zhang Qian and the others looked at each other, neither of them dared to say anything, but Xiaowei said unceremoniously: "The red wine doesn't taste good at all, how about we all drink beer?" In fact, she has never drank wine on weekdays, but

I was happy today. I drank some red wine again. My spirits were high and I wanted to taste what beer tasted like.

"No, drinking beer has ruined your figure. Do you want to grow a beer belly?" Leng Binghan shook his head, and was worried that Xiaowei must not become a drunkard.

What a woman cares about most is her appearance and figure. After hearing this, Xiaowei didn't say anything anymore. She just stuck out her tongue and made a playful face.

Leng Binghan thought for a while and realized that all the girls had drank a bottle of Lafite today, so don't get drunk, so he asked the waitress to bring some juice.

Maybe she was in a happy mood today, or maybe the 1982 Lafite red wine had a catalytic effect. Xiao Wei took the lead on the stage and sang an elegant song by Anita Mui, "Female Flower". Her singing was really good and well-organized, and received unanimous enthusiastic response from everyone.

applause. The atmosphere suddenly became lively. After all, we are still at a fun age. The barrier has been eliminated in a few seconds. You must know that there are not many opportunities like this. I can show off for more than half a year when I go back, and it is also an indelible feeling.

of good memories.

So the singing suddenly became lively, and it seemed that you didn't even bother to eat. You just finished singing here, and started again there, one song after another, most of them sang well, and they were somewhat interesting.

There was no such thing as tone deafness, extreme out-of-tune, and torture of the ears. Even Lin Yue sang a song "Qian Qian Que Song" by Priscilla Chan. The song was lingering and she could sing it a thousand times.

The graceful singing voice seems to have penetrating power, penetrating every word into the hearts of the listeners.

Lin Yue sang emotionally. While singing, she glanced at Leng Binghan with her big and moving eyes, as if she was telling Leng Binghan some feelings. The song was a bit sad, a bit lingering, and full of strong love.

She played it to the extreme, and everyone in the private room was completely silent, completely immersed in the artistic conception of the song.

Leng Binghan was stared at by Lin Yuemei's big eyes and felt flustered and distraught for a while. It wasn't until she finished her song and loud applause rang out in the private room that she finally came back to her senses.

"Wow, Lin Yue, I didn't expect you to sing so beautifully!" Xiaowei exclaimed in surprise.

Others were also full of praise. To be honest, Leng Binghan felt that it was no worse than Priscilla Chan's original song. If she closed her eyes, she would have thought it was the original song played. She really didn't expect Lin Yue to have such ability.

"Haha, I have been a classmate for several years, but I still haven't noticed that you have this ability?" Leng Binghan said with a half-taunting tone: "I don't think Priscilla Chan can even catch up with you!"

Lin Yue sat down next to Leng Binghan, and the faint fragrance lingered in his nose, making him think a lot.

Lin Yue rolled her eyes at him and said coquettishly: "Young Master Han was so aloof and arrogant in school at that time. You never had contact with us classmates, and you were even more dismissive of us rouge fans. Of course you didn't know!"

The clear white and black eyes looked a little hazy under the colorful lights, and the delicate pink dimples also looked particularly charming. The deep resentment in the words did not need to be thought about carefully, Leng Binghan touched his nose.

, said with some embarrassment: "Oh, is that so? Why don't I remember?"

"What do you mean, your coldness and arrogance that kept people away from you thousands of miles away almost made me angry to death. You also caused so many people to gossip about us. I really want to bite you to death!" It seemed that I was cold.

Binghan's attitude of pretending to be confused was angered, Lin Yue's chest rose and fell sharply, and she said angrily.

Leng Binghan thought about it carefully. It seemed to be true at first. There were a lot of rumors about herself and Lin Yue. She was vaguely aware of them, but she didn't care about them because she found them boring. For a girl like Lin Yin, I guess

, the embarrassing situation is conceivable.

I wanted to say something funny, but I accidentally noticed a trace of tears in Lin Yue's eyes. Leng Binghan couldn't help but tremble in her heart. She smiled, picked up a tissue from the table and handed it to Lin Yue.

Lin Yuezhu's tears subsided and she smiled again. A shy look flashed across her delicate face. Recalling those things in school, an inexplicable emotion grew like weeds in a spring field.

These years have passed, but this man's figure has always lingered in my heart. If he touches it, it will be very clear. It has not become blurry or faded due to changes in the environment and the passage of time. Instead, it has become increasingly clear, and it seems that every detail has become clearer.

, every line of dialogue, every expression of expression, are all very clear in my mind. Compared with him, whether it is middle school or current university, the boys in the school who claim to be mature and handsome are simply nothing compared to the boy in front of him.

Ridiculously childish.

Thinking of this, Lin Yue was stunned, looking at Leng Binghan infatuatedly, that gorgeous face, those rich, moist and attractive red lips looked so charming and sexy in Leng Binghan's eyes, Leng Binghan gasped for a while.

My tongue was dry and I had an urge to kiss him.

Neither of them spoke. Even though there was a lot of noise in the private room, neither of them seemed to hear it. It was as if something was growing, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little ambiguous.

"What are you talking about? So intimate?" Fortunately, Xiao Wei, who had just finished singing a song on stage, handed the microphone in her hand to the next girl, walked over, and saw the two of them looking at each other lovingly.

The expression on the other party's face couldn't help but darken, but he quickly adjusted his attitude and smiled.

Looking at the playful smile on the corner of Xiaowei's mouth, Lin Yue couldn't help but blush, and hurriedly defended: "No, we didn't say anything."

"Oh?" Xiaowei pretended to be surprised, "You can be so affectionate without saying anything? Then what should you say..." After saying that, she deliberately made a look of disbelief.

Only then did Lin Yue realize the flaw in her words, and couldn't help but feel speechless. Her pink face was already red. She looked at Xiaowei who was smiling rather slyly, became embarrassed and said angrily: "Xiaowei, you damn girl, you can't speak.

Have some moral integrity?"

"Giggles, are you feeling guilty or angry?" Xiaowei giggled.

Lin Yue, who was already thin-faced, could not tolerate Xiaowei's teasing, but she couldn't help turning her head to glare at Leng Binghan, and said dissatisfiedly: "Leng Binghan, why don't you care about Xiaowei? Do you let her talk nonsense like this?

"

Leng Binghan didn't want to get involved in the war between the girls, so she could only smile and said: "Xiaowei is my sister, do I dare to care about her? Besides, we are not afraid of the shadows being crooked when we are upright, and we haven't done anything. Let's talk about being afraid.

What?"

What Lin Yue said to Leng Binghan was nothing more than a little woman's unconscious gesture. She didn't expect Leng Binghan to reply like this. She was slightly startled, and her heart itched with hatred, and she groaned in Leng Binghan's arms.

He slapped her reluctantly, and suddenly realized that this kind of behavior seemed to be only done when lovers act coquettishly, and a blush suddenly appeared on her face, making her look so charming.