I loaded the social death system

Chapter 192 Every Hair Has Its Own Name

There are people who are loyal, such as Guan Erye.

People are domineering, such as Qin Shihuang.

There are romantic people, such as Shakespeare Cao Gong.

But more, and now the most, are sluts.

Just like this one on stage, it's really cheap.

That mean-spirited look, that voice that gave people goosebumps, and that twisting and twisting stage moves were paired with the thought-handsome smoking action.

Liu Yi just wanted to give an evaluation.

Nausea.

If there are ten points in the world, this person alone has eight points, and the remaining two points are reserved for him tomorrow.

Liu Yi was very glad that he saw the right person, and he had already given him a designated social death card.

Don't give this product some "sweetness" to taste, I'm afraid it's not going to heaven.

Liu Yi felt that he had scratched his eyes.

The four girls sitting across from her also had a bad complexion.

"Yingying, luckily you separated from this kind of person, it's too rubbish."

"Yeah, I still use this kind of song to disgust people."

Li Yingying held the broken chopsticks without saying a word.

And the three people around him also started to perform like a bluff.

"What, let's go and drag him down."

"That's right, I can't stand it anymore!"

"Yes, as long as you girls give an order, he will definitely blow his head today!"

The three said so, but at the same time gave Liu Yi a look.

Well, you three pretend to beep and want me to hug you back, don't you?

At this time, if those girls really agree, it will all be up to Liu Yi to fight and stop it.

Co-author I am a tool person.

And Liu Yi really couldn't let the three of them mess up, after all, he had already made a move, so there was no need for them to bother.

The four girls also cooperated very well. This kind of thing is tacit, you pretend to beep, we hold it, and everyone gets happiness.

"Oh, you guys are so MAN, but good shoes don't step on stinky shit, just ignore this kind of person."

The girl also persuaded a few words, and they settled down naturally, and began to comfort and chat with each other.

Wang Jiannan used the complete collection of color jokes that he had collected for many years, which made the atmosphere much more lively, especially Li Yingying, who broke the chopsticks just now, her complexion improved obviously.

However, Liu Yi never spoke to her again, but kept looking at the stage.

On the one hand, he wanted to see the source of his social death value. On the other hand, Li Yingying's operation under the table was too explicit, which made Liu Yi feel uncomfortable.

It's too indulgent, but if you're looking for a one-night stand, this is the perfect match.

But as far as he is concerned, there is no need for this. After all, this Li Yingying, including the remaining three girls, does not meet his taste, and her appearance is not up to the standard.

In terms of scoring, let alone Zhao Hanwei, she can't even compare with Qian Shishi, at most she can only be tied with Hu Qin.

And Liu Yi's standard is that he can neither lack nor be rotten.

Li Yingying looked at this, obviously ignoring herself, but more desire rose in her eyes.

Did Liu Yi complete playing hard to get?

And the one on the stage finished the song, and seeing the expression on his face, he was still a little unsatisfied.

"The next song, I want to dedicate to my favorite, Xiaoli. After so many wrong people, I met you."

Li Yingying's face turned pale again, her words were always irritating her.

Liu Yi looked at the girl named Xiao Li, with big waves and smoky makeup, a ditch was forced out of her chest, and half of a fluorescent pink thong was exposed from the back of the low-slung jeans.

If this is true love, the family will be able to open a hat shop in the future.

If the girl in front of me is serious on the surface but slutty on the inside, then this girl is the same, and she doesn't even bother to cover up.

But in this way, it seems to be more suitable for this one on stage.

And the one on the stage started the passionate show again, smoking while singing, finished one cigarette, and was singing to the climax, this guy is holding the microphone and turning sideways, he looks like he has learned half of Wu Bai, he is alive The one I got was two hundred and five.

At the same time, he flicked his fingers, and the cigarette end at his fingertips drew a perfect parabola in the air.

In his own imagination, this action must be as dazzling as a star. The men and women in the audience must be looking at me with star eyes now, and the little girls must have fallen in love with me!
But he didn't consider one thing, the stage was completely open, and it was right in the center of the entire restaurant.

This means that he is surrounded by tables and tables of guests!

There were still two or three puffs left on the cigarette, so hurry up, and he took another puff before popping it out, and now the butt was red hot.

It just so happened that at the southwest corner of the stage, there was a table of young people having a party.

"Come on, Brother Long, each of us has a bottle of Chivas Regal, without water, dare you blow it!"

"Nimma, is there a bottle that I dare not blow, take the wine!"

These guys are also having fun, drinking too much, and dare to blow the bottle when they pick up whiskey.

He was submissive before drinking, and punched hard after drinking, talking about this kind of nonsense.

But the most hateful thing is the group of booing people at the same table.

Come one, come one, come one!
This shows that funeral practitioners are not afraid of serious illness.

Now everyone is watching the excitement with red eyes and booing, one or two are really drunk to death, slipping faster than anyone else!
Of the two wine drinkers, one has a bald head and two hairtails on his shoulders...ah, no, it's a dragon.

The other one has a thin head and looks young, but he has already supported the central government from the local government, and it is obvious that he cannot support it depending on the situation.

This guy is staring at the big dark circles, and his cheeks are thinned out. Anyone who comes here has to say, this is an old programmer with more than ten years of experience.

ton ton ton...

The two really blew up.

But do they have the strength to blow bottles?

Obviously not!
The bald one came directly with a big flower, which is more beautiful than the fountain in Disneyland.

He was puffing, and the red glowing cigarette butt arrived.

Nowadays, restaurants always like to play tricks, adding special effects to dishes at every turn.

Either put some dry ice to make the dishes look fairy-like, or pour some spirits on top of the dishes, and use a lighter after serving to make the small flames grow taller.

And now the bald man's situation is very similar to that kind of dish, except that what was set ablaze was not the dish, but his hair!

Whoops!It's burning me to death. Help!

The cigarette butt touched the spirits that spewed out of his mouth, and was immediately ignited.

The hair on the top of the head, which was not much in the first place, is now dying away one by one in the flames...

The drinker beside him hurriedly picked up the bottle in his hand: "I'll help you put out the fire!"

Swish!Half a bottle went up, and the fire became more prosperous.

When the waiter brought the fire extinguisher, there was only some black ash on the top of this person's head.

The trembling man wiped his head with his hands, and only saw some powdery objects in his palms. To him, the tragedy was like Thanos snapping his fingers on his hair.

"Jack!"

"David!"

"Frank!"

"You guys died so badly!"

For an old program, each hair has its own name, and this level of cherishment will never be understood by outsiders.

At this time, the culprit was still singing loudly on the stage.

(End of this chapter)