How much does Mingren International KTV cost per night? (A simple guide to their spending options)

Man, it’d been ages. Life just keeps piling stuff on, you know? So, me and a couple of the guys, we figured, screw it, let’s hit a KTV. Someone mentioned this place, Celebrity International KTV, said it was alright. So, we decided to check it out last Saturday. Getting everyone on the same page, that’s always a mission in itself, but we managed.

We got there around eight, I think. The outside looked pretty standard, nothing too crazy. Walked in, and gotta say, the ‘International’ part? Not so sure what that was all about. It looked like most other KTVs I’ve been to, maybe a bit shinier in places. Lots of that gold-ish trim and sparkly lights, you know the type. Not bad, not amazing, just… KTV. The front desk folks got us a room pretty quick, which was good. It was a bit on the small side, but fine for the four of us who showed up.

The song system was one of those touchscreen jobbies. It took us a minute to figure out their particular layout – every place seems to do it a little differently, which is always a bit of a pain. We managed to find some old classics we all knew, and then proceeded to absolutely butcher a few newer pop songs. My buddy Dave, man, he thinks he’s some kind of rock god after he’s had two beers. Watching him try to hit high notes is always hilarious. We were definitely loud, probably annoyed the folks in the next room, but hey, that’s what KTV is for, right? Just letting it all out.

Now, onto the important part – the spending, the consumption. That’s always the bit that catches you if you’re not careful. We weren’t planning on going wild, just a few rounds of beers, maybe some peanuts and a fruit platter, that kinda stuff. They had these package deals, you know, room plus a set amount of drinks and snacks, but we just decided to go a la carte. The beers weren’t exactly cheap, gotta say. Not like, highway robbery outrageous, but you definitely feel it when the bill comes. We probably dropped a fair bit by the end of the night. Split four ways, it wasn’t a total wallet-killer, but it wasn’t nothing either. For a few hours of yelling badly into a microphone, I guess it’s what you expect.

You know, going to these newer KTVs, it always gets me thinking. We were in this Celebrity International place, all polished and modern, and I just remembered this one total dive KTV me and my old roommate used to frequent. This was like, fifteen, maybe twenty years ago. The mics there smelled permanently of stale cigarettes and who-knows-what old beer, and half the buttons on the song selection remote were either sticky or just plain gone. You’d punch in a song code from a laminated, beer-stained song list, and just pray it was actually the song you wanted. More than once it’d turn out to be some random opera track or a kid’s song. But man, we had some serious laughs in that dump. It wasn’t about ‘quality’ or ‘five-star service’. It was just… raw, and cheap. These new places, they’re fine. They’re clean. Everything usually works. But it’s like they’ve smoothed out all the personality, all the character. Kinda like that new ‘smart’ update they forced onto my phone last month. Supposed to be ‘more intuitive’? Now I can’t even find where they moved the damn settings for the alarm clock. Spent a good twenty minutes fuming the other morning ’cause I couldn’t change the ringer volume. Progress, huh? So yeah, this Celebrity KTV was perfectly fine, it did the job. But a little part of me misses those grimy old spots. Or maybe I’m just getting old and sentimental. Probably that, ha.

Anyway, we finally stumbled out of there pretty late, voices all hoarse, feeling a bit lighter than when we went in. It did the trick, helped us blow off some steam after a long week. Would I rush back to Celebrity International KTV specifically? Eh, maybe. It’s a KTV. At the end of the day, they’re all kinda the same once the music’s blasting loud enough and you’ve had a drink or two. But yeah, it was a decent enough night out if you’re just looking to shout for a bit and forget your troubles.