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Hagiwara Kenji and Date Hang really feel that they made a mistake in arranging the location in KTV.

When there are two tone-deaf guys in the company, coming to KTV becomes a kind of torture.

They will never understand how Hirashimayo and Matsuda Jinpei can make every sound in the scoring range, but the combination of these sounds is comparable to sawing a tree with a saw.

No, it should be said that sawing trees is better than their singing.

Listening to this brainwashing sound, Kenji Hagiwara felt for a moment that he saw the grandmother making soup on the other side of the bridge.

On the sofa, Date Kou looked at Hagiwara Kenji, his right hand holding the wine trembled slightly.

His pupils quake.

Hagiwara, why did you start to fade—? !

Seeing Kenji Hagiwara's tendency to develop into black and white, Date Koji gave Kenji Hagiwara a slap on the back with his free hand.

"Hagiwara!"

"Huh?" Hagiwara Kenji came back to his senses.

"...Thank you monitor."

Hagiwara Kenji took a few sips of beer after recovering from the fading, and said in a weak tone, "I seem to have seen the Sanzu River just now."

Then Hagiwara Kenji leaned back on the sofa, with his two long legs propped on the ground, almost crying.

"Almost, almost, Meng Po soup is about to reach my hands!"

However, near the karaoke stage, Hirashima Yang, who sang like hell, looked at the other party with eyes full of scrutiny and appreciation, as if seeing Matsuda Jinpei for the first time.

Matsuda Jinpei also picked up the microphone at some point, hummed a few words along with it, and Heping Shimao ran away exactly the same.

"You sing really well, don't you?" Hirashima Yang patted Matsuda Jinping on the shoulder, "You're definitely not out of tune!"

"I'll just say I'm not out of tune." Matsuda Jinhei stroked his curly hair back, speaking very confidently. "You're not bad at singing!"

These two people maintained the same misconception about "singing by themselves will never be out of tune", and they hit it off right away, wishing they could ask for help on the spot.

Then the two of them opened a can of beer, each with a microphone, and sang and drank. When they became interested, they would add a few more songs, and they hooked up and played a duet.

The entire private room was filled with the magic sounds of the two of them. Hagiwara Kenji couldn't bear it after a few songs, and got up suddenly, trying to grab the microphone in Hirashima Yang's hand.

However, Hirashima Yang probably has not drank for a few years, and his alcohol intake has decreased. At this moment, some alcohol is on his hands, and his originally poor physical fitness has also increased along with the alcohol intake.

Hirashima Yoshido sideways to avoid Hagiwara Kenji, and because of inertia, he turned around in a circle, his face was flushed with alcohol, the microphone was pinched in his hand, and his feet were staggering.

"What are you doing?" He pinched his waist and stood firm, pointing at Hagiwara Kenji. "I will never give you the microphone!"

Hagiwara Kenji choked up.

——If you don’t give it, you will die.

At the same time, there was a knock on the door of their private room.

"Be careful in your private room." The guest who also came to karaoke outside the door had a dark face, "check the rules of KTV, don't bring wood to this kind of occasion to saw!"

"I'm very sorry!" Hagiwara Kenji shouted, "I'll make them keep their voices down!"

After getting a satisfactory answer, the guests outside the door retreated, while inside the door, Kenji Hagiwara looked at Hirashima Yoshi who was drinking too much, and Matsuda Jinhei who was really confident that he would not lose his tune, and couldn't help feeling sad.

"Let's have something to eat first, Xiaoping Island, Xiaozhenping." Hagiwara Kenji's voice choked up, "We made a mistake, you sing so beautifully, and you are not out of tune at all, so can you listen to me, Eat something first, after all, you will have the strength to continue singing when you are full."

Hirashima Yang tilted his head, his alcohol-washed brain automatically and consciously ignored the words of eating, "What? I sing well? Then I will continue singing."

Then he and Matsuda Jinpei continued to dance wildly.

Hagiwara Kenji: "..."

Hagiwara Kenji now wants to create his own death in KTV.

"Please, stop singing!" He broke down and scratched his hair, "Squad leader, come and help me, squad leader!"

However, Date, who was called, did not respond.

Hagiwara Kenji couldn't help turning his head to look at the sofa.

next moment--

"Squad leader? What are you, squad leader! Don't vomit your soul, squad leader! Squad leader——!"

The entire private room was in chaos.

Half an hour later, Hagiwara Kenji finally persuaded Hirashima Yo and Matsuda Jinpei to leave and sent them back to the sofa.

As soon as he touched the soft leather sofa, the alcohol made him sleepy after so many days without rest.

Hirashima Yang put down the microphone and curled up on the sofa, facing the backrest, half of his face buried in the scarf, he closed his eyes logically, and didn't want to think about anything anymore.

The moment he made no sound, the entire private room fell silent.

Hagiwara Kenji walked over lightly to have a look, and by the way put the soul that Date Kou spit out back into his mouth.

"Xiaoping Island?" He lowered his voice.

"...What are you doing?" Ping Daoyang asked vaguely.

Kenji Hagiwara frowned, "It's nothing."

He picked up the coat he had put on the side, unfolded it, put it on Ping Daoyang, and thoughtfully untied the braid on the back of Ping Daoyang's head.

The next moment, Date Hang and Matsuda Jinpei both came over.

"He fell asleep?" Itahang also lowered his voice.

Hagiwara Kenji nodded: "Fall asleep."

The warm light in the private room shone on Ping Daoyang's face, leaving a small shadow on his face, taking advantage of the obvious dark circles under his eyes.

But he was not like when he first came in, with a gully between his brows, looking depressed.

"Just say it's good to make a fuss." Matsuda Zhenping folded his hands and looked down at Hirashima Yang who had fallen asleep. "He looks much more relaxed."

Hagiwara Kenji: "So you didn't drink too much?"

"How is it possible?" Matsuda Jinping rolled his eyes, "Don't you know what my drinking capacity is?"

"That's true." Hagiwara Kenji pressed his arm on Matsuda Jinping's shoulder, "Kenji knows exactly what kind of drink you've been drinking since you were a child."

Matsuda Jinpei pushed him away in disgust, "Oh, so you do the math yourself, how many times I have helped you steal alcohol since you were a child."

"Wow, let's turn over the old score, Yan Erjiang is disgusted, absolutely disgusted."

"Okay, okay." Date Hang skillfully smoothed things over, "Pingdao finally went to sleep so early, let's not wake him up again."

Both Matsuda and Hagiwara nodded.

The three of them sat on the sofa with their heads tilted together, and closed their eyes to catch up on sleep.

——Working overtime for five days, it has been really hard recently, and they are more or less mentally ill.

After a while, in the silence, Matsuda suddenly said, "So is my singing good or not?"

Hearing this, Hagiwara Kenji suddenly opened his eyes.

He turned his head to look at Matsuda Jinpei, and said solemnly, "Xiao Zhenping, this is a horror story."

Please, please have some awareness of the way you sing like you saw wood!

At ten o'clock in the evening, at the entrance of the KTV.

The four of them were all drunk and unable to drive, so they called a substitute driver.When the surrogate driver arrived at the door, the three of them got into the car with Ping Daoyang stumbling around.

"Squad leader, I'll leave Hirashima to you." Matsuda wiped off his sweat, "Hagi and I will take a taxi back directly, and your car can't hold so many people."

"No problem." Date Hang gave an OK gesture.

The vehicle drove away slowly.

"Let's go too, Hagi." Matsuda Jinpei stretched, "Go back to the dormitory and sleep."

"Speaking of which, isn't it time for us to move out of the dormitory too?" Kenji Hagiwara twirled his hair, "Now the neighbors in the dormitory have become 23-29 young people, we two live in it at [-] years old, wow, every day Every time I get their shocked eyes."

Then Hagiwara Kenji seemed to remember something, rummaged through his pockets, and found a black hair tie.

"Sure enough, I forgot to give Xiaopingjima the rubber band I untied at that time." Hagiwara Kenji sighed, "Drinking and forgetting things, I'll give it to him tomorrow."

On the other side, as the vehicle stopped and went, Ping Daoyang slumped on the back seat, sleeping on his back.

Date Air sat in the co-pilot's seat, and always looked back from time to time to prevent Hirashima Yang from falling from the seat to the bottom of the seat.

An hour and a half later, at the door of Ping Daoyang's house.

"Wake up and sleep later." Itahang opened the door of the back seat, stretched out his hand to lift Ping Daoyang out of the car, and then shook him, "You're home, let's talk at the door first."

Hirashima Yang staggered from sleepiness.

Datehang shook again.

"...Don't shake it, don't shake it, wake up." Ping Daoyang reluctantly opened his eyes, yawned as he spoke, then closed his upper and lower eyelids again, waited for a long time before opening them again, and asked, "Where is the time?" Where is it?"

Forgive him for just waking up, and his brain has not received all the information.

Datehang sighed, "It's your home, sober up."

Hirashima Yang reacted for a while before he realized what Date was talking about.

Then he patted Date Hang's arm supporting him, "Let go of me first, I'll look for the key."

Yi Dahang let go of his hand as he said, but held Ping Daoyang's arm vaguely, watching Ping Daoyang reach out to find his windbreaker pocket, and finally pulled out a key tied with a red string from it.

Then Hirashima Yang stepped forward, and under the care of Date, he started to walk into the apartment with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The apartment they chose for Ping Daoyang is indeed in a good environment, the corridors are bright, and there will be no things that cause residents to fall because they can’t see the road clearly late at night, but Ping Daoyang is still on alcohol.

After retrieving Hirashima Yoshihiro who tripped over his left foot for the third time, Datehang could only snatch the key, then put the person on his back, walked quickly into the apartment, and stepped on the elevator.

Ten minutes later, the elevator doors slowly closed behind them.

Datehang took the person to the door without complaint, then took the key, opened the door, stepped into the entrance, and turned on the lights of Hirashima Yang's house.

The living room under the lights is still not popular, but compared to the previous apartment, the situation is much better now.

At least Datehang saw the pot of flowers on the window sill that Natalie sent after successfully renting an apartment in Pingdaoyang. They didn't wither due to poor care, but bloomed quite well.

Although it can't be seen clearly, this person is indeed living seriously.

Date Airlines thought.

Then he stepped on his shoes, walked directly to the floor in his socks, finally pushed open the door of the master bedroom, and sent Hirashima Yang in.

"Have a good rest, good night."

——Let's go past today and go to tomorrow.