Reborn Game Producer

After a while, when it was time for the break-up meal, the whole class gathered at the agreed place. After discussion with everyone, monitor Xiong found a restaurant that looked relatively clean and of a decent size.

I ordered several large private rooms, and there were four tables in total, all of which happened to be full. After ordering the dishes, several boys ordered four cases of beer and several packs of Blue Ocean cigarettes for everyone.

Since they have graduated, everyone is more relaxed and less restrained. The male students who smoke each took a cigarette, and the room was suddenly filled with smoke. Some boys and girls who have a crush on each other usually date secretly, and even

I had to hide it from everyone, but now everyone is letting go. The men and women sat down next to each other, and Feng Yuanyuan sat next to Qian Xiaotian. Everyone already knew about this.

Before the food was served again, beer was poured, and the girls did not refuse. Some drank, some drank, and some drank.

Everyone was chatting while eating and drinking, talking about interesting things about the three years of high school and the bad things they had done together. After a few bottles of wine, the feeling of separation soon began to emerge.

Later, many boys who had never smoked began to try smoking, and the chatter was occasionally accompanied by several violent coughs.

Needless to say, Qian Xiaotian smoked and drank every day. At this time, he was hanging a cigarette and listening to everyone's heartfelt talk. This kind of young feeling is the most sincere and precious.

Looking at these childish behaviors, Qian Xiaotian felt a bit ridiculous now. He couldn't help but think of his reunion dinner back then, and he secretly wiped a lot of tears.

Faced with this kind of scene, it is natural for people to laugh and cry. Qian Xiaotian also had a sore nose. He turned his head to look at Feng Yuanyuan and saw that he was also looking at him with red eyes.

Qian Xiaotian's hand took Feng Yuanyuan's hand from under the table, and the two simply held each other.

This break-up meal means that everyone here has ended a stage of their lives. They say goodbye to a group of familiar classmates and welcome the next stage of life with excitement and confusion, anxiety and unknown.

Qian Xiaotian is full of expectations for this, not at all confused or uneasy. He can't wait. His gaming career has already achieved a lot there. By the way, tomorrow seems to be the second round of the competition.

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For him, the soil in Beijing is more suitable for Internet people and Internet companies to survive. This is where he can really start to show his talents.

Some people may still be classmates, some may see each other again in the future, and some may never see each other again in this life.

I just don’t know how many people can maintain such innocence and emotion.

Soon, the meal was over, the four boxes of wine were finished, and several people were half drunk and half awake. Except for Qian Xiaotian and Zhao Gang, there were many students who were good in high school.

Baby, four or five bottles of wine per person is a long time, which is amazing.

After settling the bill, there was still some money left. Some girls felt that they were not having enough fun, so they suggested that they go to sing a song. When everyone who was in the mood heard that they could go and sing and drink, everyone immediately cheered excitedly and raised their hands.

I agreed, and soon a classmate made a reservation for the KTV, and everyone got up and took a taxi there.

At this time, mass-market KTVs were on the rise. For those who liked singing, they could sing to their heart's content and it wouldn't cost much as long as they ordered fewer drinks and fruits.

When we arrived at the cashier KTV, the waiter took everyone to the large private room that had been reserved.

"When encounters come to an end, I look forward to the next time in life..."

As soon as they entered the KTV, everyone started to show off their singing voices. Many people wanted to sing the song "When We Meet Again", but there were only two microphones. Soon everyone stood up and sang into the microphone together.

Suddenly, a sound like a ghost crying or wolf howling sounded in the box. No matter how unpleasant it was, everyone was immersed in this atmosphere, and they all shed tears of pain and were moved by it. So they were clicked a few more times...

Qian Xiaotian had never heard of this song at all, and his ears were tortured by listening to it, so he pulled Zhao Gang, Li Yifan and the others to order some more beers to drink.

Soon, a few more boys joined their drinking team, and boxes of beer were consumed by them. Then... emotions began to open the gate instantly and surge out.

After playing for who knows how long, everyone had died down. At this time, someone suggested: "Why don't each of us sing a song? It would be a happy ending today."

This proposal was approved by everyone.

Fortunately, no one sang the song "The End of Meeting" again, otherwise Qian Xiaozhen would really collapse.

Everyone ordered their favorite songs and started singing. Qian Xiaotian listened to a few songs, but he had never heard of them himself. The songs in this world were completely different from what he was familiar with, so there was no sense of involvement.

In the end, everyone, whether they were shy or unable to sing, started to speak up under everyone's encouragement, and a few of them sang well.

When it was Feng Yuanyuan's turn, a lyrical song was sung in her mouth, and a moving voice suddenly sounded from the speakers. Qian Xiaotian didn't know what the song was called, but it sounded pretty good to her. Feng Yuanyuan's voice was naturally ethereal,

There were not so many embellishments, Qian Xiaotian gradually became fascinated by it.

After the first section sang, I remembered the warm applause and cheers. After a while, almost everyone sang it again, except Qian Xiaotian who hid in the corner.

Finally, everyone realized that only Qian Xiaotian was not singing, and they all started shouting:

"Qian Xiaotian, come one."

"Sing one for everyone."

"Sing one for the beauty of Feng University."

Qian Xiaotian had no choice but to take the microphone that was handed to him, but there was no song on the karaoke machine that he could sing. Finally, he had an idea and simply clicked pause.

"This song is a new song. It's not on the karaoke machine, so I'll sing it a cappella for everyone."

Qian Xiaotian drank a glass of wine, moistened his throat, and then sang a song that suited the occasion.

“When I was a child, I cut through the wall and stole someone’s light.

I haven't combed my hair for a long time, and it's been a miserable ten years.

...

A strand of black hair to treasure for a lifetime

Lovers on the bridge make love and make love

Red medicine beside the bridge sighs that the night is too long

The moon is shaking and people are hesitant

A song of mourning came from Wupeng."

Xu Song is not an idol singer, but he is indeed a talented singer-songwriter. His songs can always resonate with young people.

Qian Xiaotian had a handsome appearance and a magnetic voice. Now he sang this song that seemed like farewell and lyrical. Everyone was impressed by his voice, and many women looked at him infatuatedly.

The person who paid the most attention to Qian Xiaotian was Feng Yuanyuan. He had heard Qian Xiaotian playing and singing this song in his room, but most of them were humming and could not hear clearly what was being sung. When he heard the melody

, I remembered it.

At this time, along with the singing, her heartstrings were also being plucked secretly.

"This is not the new song he mentioned. It's clearly a song he wrote himself. No wonder it's not in the karaoke machine."

Feng Yuanyuan felt that the three years she had known him were not as shocking as the last three months. All her impressions of him had been overturned.

After the song was sung, everyone couldn't stop thinking about it. After a few seconds, they suddenly burst into warm applause, and some people had tears streaming down their faces without even realizing it.

"Qian Xiaotian, why haven't I heard this song?"

"Yes, it sounds really nice. What's your name?"

Qian Xiaotian smiled slightly and replied: "Luzhou month."