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Chapter 1088 Talking about ideals

The private room of KTV is on the fourth floor. It is a large private room with the theme of class reunion. More than 40 people are sitting together. When I walked in, the private room was already very lively. I ordered a lot of food. The beer was Budweiser ice beer. When I went there, Yang Bo was holding a microphone and singing "Fu Love" with a girl. After singing, a classmate interrupted and said, "Yang Bo, you are really impatient. You dare to sing with girls to Fu Love. Do you want to tell He Yuanyuan to go?"

Yang Bo knew that this was a joke among his classmates, and he also said ok, our Yuanyuan trusted me very much and would not do anything to be sorry for her.

Yang Bo said this, and the girls cut it off, saying that none of the men in the world are good!

Gao Dali had a drink with me before when he was having dinner. According to him, he couldn't beat me in a fight, so he could only rely on drinking. So now after seeing me in, he would pull me to the sand and drink with him.

I asked him to drink, but I can't just drink like this, I have to play some games to excite.

Gao Dali asked me what I was playing. I said that I was bragging about dice, but Gao Dali didn't object. He said he was afraid of you. Today I will teach you how to be a low-key person. Seeing Gao Dali's arrogant look, I wanted to laugh a little. After sitting down, I started playing with him.

Gao Dali's alcohol content is very good!

I admit this, but his mind is stubborn and is not suitable for playing the dice game of bragging. He is no match for this thing at all, so after a few moves, Gao Dali lost and drank every time.

I don’t know why. While playing with Gao Dali, Yu Guang always secretly glanced at Jiang Qingqing. At the beginning, Jiang Qingqing was sitting in the sand while eating snacks while chatting with several girls sitting next to her.

When it was later, I didn’t know which girl ordered a song for Jiang Qingqing. Jiang Qingqing was not shy and just held the microphone and started singing. I knew Jiang Qingqing had a good singing voice, so after singing a song, the classmates shouted again.

Jiang Qingqing then sang again.

After singing, Jiang Qingqing asked someone to turn off the audio. Then she stood in the center of the private room, looked at everyone sitting on the sand, and said, "Students, this is our last party before the college entrance examination. Today is over. When tomorrow starts, everyone will re-enter the battle. So, while today, everyone will talk about their ideals!"

As he said that, under Jiang Qingqing's instructions, he started from left to right in the order of sand.

The first one is Huang Ru. Huang Ru has become sexy and generous, so the microphone has expressed her ideal, hoping to be a doctor. I heard Zhou Xiaoxiao say that Huang Ru's mother, that is, Zhou Xiaoxiao's aunt, suffers from stubborn vascular diseases. Huang Ru's ideals should be related to her mother's illness!

They are all classmates together, so everyone is not restricted and talks one by one.

Yang Bo likes smartphones, so he said he hopes that he can become a mobile phone engineer in the future, while Gao Dali said he hopes that he can become the second Zou Shiming, while Wu Heng has the ideal of becoming a director. When it comes to Xia Shi, Xia Shi glanced at me and said that he hopes that he can become a writer in the future, traveling with a laptop and a SLR camera while carrying him, writing and taking photos.

Xia Shi said that her ideal was nothing, but I was a little confused about why she just wanted to look at me meaningfully.

It was my turn later. Before, when every student talked about his ideals, Jiang Qingqing would look at that student with a smile. Now, after I got the microphone, I saw Jiang Qingqing turn her pretty face aside and didn't look at me.

I couldn't help but sneer in my heart, picked up the microphone and said, "My ideal is to make it easier for me to deceive me!"

When I said this, I saw Jiang Qingqing's eyes falling on me.

I looked at her directly. Jiang Qingqing looked at me with a cold look, then turned her pretty face aside. If she didn't look at me, she was not a fool. I think she should know what I meant just now, which was directed at her.

After everyone finished talking about their ideals, they continued to sing. Jiang Qingqing also went to the sand and chatted with several classmates next to her.

She had a smile on her face, and sometimes she was made laugh by several classmates.

Seeing Jiang Qingqing smiling, my fists tightly squeezed them again.

Jiang Qingqing, you are so happy to deceive me, but I have to endure this kind of pain? Jiang Qingqing's smile was like a fuse, my fists tightened tighter and gradually, the devil in my heart was ignited.

I took a bottle of beer and walked directly to Jiang Qingqing to sit close to her.

Then I looked at her charming pretty face and sneered: "Teacher Jiang, come, let's have a drink. Thank you for everything you have done to me for so long!"

As I said that, I poured the beer into the cup. The cup was a big cup. After it was filled, I handed it to Jiang Qingqing.

"I won't drink!" Jiang Qingqing shook her head and refused, her face cold.

"You have put all your effort into it for me, and I should give you a cup!" I looked at her and sneered.

"I won't drink!" Jiang Qingqing still shook her head and refused.

"If you don't drink, I'll feed you!"

At this time, my reason could not be restrained, so I held the cup and put it to Jiang Qingqing's mouth and wanted to drink her. Jiang Qingqing struggled to push me away, but because I was too hard, her charming pretty face was covered with beer.

After pushing me away, Jiang Qingqing glared at me fiercely, her eyes seemed to turn red. She grabbed the bag on the sand and took it away from the private room.

After everyone saw this scene, many girls hurriedly chased out, and some boys who stayed in the private room also scolded me, Zhang Cheng, are you drunk? Teacher Jiang can’t drink, do you still want to get her?

I ignored the boys who scolded me, but picked up the microphone from the table and shouted to Gao Dali: "Dali, please order me a song."

When the music started, I sang with my eyes closed, JJ Lin’s "I Still Miss Her":

Tears drown me, who should be sad... Please tell her that I don't love her, I feel sad with a smile, I punish myself and want to end all this, I'm sorry to tell you a sincere lie... Don't tell her, I still miss her, hatred is easier than love. When tears block my chest, let silence replace all the answers...

After singing this song, I covered my chest and squatted on the ground weakly.

Why did my heart hurt so much if I hurt her?
Chapter completed!
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