誰被幹

There is a cacophony of sounds echoing through the room as the debate rages on. "誰被幹?" one person shouts angrily, their voice cutting through the chaos. Another voice chimes in, asking "誰贊成?" The room erupts into a chorus of agreement and disagreement, each voice vying to be heard above the rest. Amidst the clamor, a quiet voice speaks, asking simply "誰知道?" The room falls silent for a moment, all eyes turning to the speaker. Their question hangs in the air, heavy with uncertainty. And then, the noise resumes, louder and more chaotic than before. "誰だお前は！" A sudden outburst of anger breaks through the din, causing heads to turn and eyes to widen. The speaker's voice is filled with rage, their words a challenge to anyone who dares to stand in their way. The room falls into a hush as tension fills the air, waiting for the next sound to break the silence. "誰叫他的啦？" A voice calls out, confused and anxious. The room erupts into a flurry of activity as everyone tries to determine the source of the sound. Fingers point and accusations fly, but no one knows for sure who called out. The noise crescendos, reaching a fever pitch as the confusion grows. Amidst the chaos, a voice rises above the rest, asking quietly "誰買得起啊?" The question hangs in the air, heavy with implication. The room falls into a hush as everyone contemplates the meaning behind the words. The silence is deafening, broken only by the soft whisper of uncertainty. "誰, 誰反對阿?" Another voice calls out, their words a challenge to anyone who dares to disagree. The room erupts into a wave of voices, each one shouting their opinion at the top of their lungs. The noise is cacophonous, a symphony of conflicting thoughts and emotions. "誰だよ(食い気味)?" A voice asks, their words tinged with a hint of curiosity. The room falls into a hush as everyone waits for a response. The question hangs in the air, heavy with anticipation. And then, the noise resumes, each voice vying to be heard above the rest. "誰才是?" A voice calls out, their words filled with challenge and determination. The room erupts into a cacophony of voices, each one shouting their claim to the title. The noise is deafening, a whirlwind of sound and emotion that fills the air. And then, as suddenly as it began, the room falls silent, the question lingering in the air. You can play and download these sounds here.