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Chapter 57 Singing
The elevator doors opened, and the three of them arrived at the front desk lobby.

Ma Yu and Fang Xiaoxiao were sitting on the sofa and waved at them when they saw them.

"Sister Hua, you guys are so slow! I remember you came out before Xiaoxiao and me."

Ma Yu approached the three of them and said...

"Uncle Yang and Ai Liang met up and chatted by the roadside for a while, which took up a lot of time." Yue Qihua succinctly summarized what happened, then omitted most of the important information using subtle language.

Upon hearing this, Fang Xiaoxiao immediately exclaimed, "Hey?! Ai Liang, you're going to see Yue!"

Before he could finish speaking, Ma Yu skillfully covered his mouth.

"This KTV is almost full of people from our school today. I'm going to the small class's private room first. If you're leaving after a while, remember to send us a message."

After Ma Yu finished speaking, he put his arm around Fang Xiaoxiao like he was carrying a child and walked towards the private room, covering her mouth the whole time to prevent her from saying anything inappropriate.

The three of them, as if by unspoken agreement, ignored Fang Xiaoxiao's ramblings.

Ai Liang's class booked two private rooms in total. Most of the more outgoing students in the class came, and those who didn't like this kind of environment weren't forced to come, except for Ai Liang.

As the group approached the door of the private room, they could feel the air vibrating even before opening it.

It was Yang Xingyue's first time in such a place, and she seemed a little timid. She followed Ai Liang step by step into the private room.

"Oh, Sister Hua is here!"

"Isn't this the nation's husband? Were you forcibly dragged here by Sister Hua?"

"Would you like to sing a love song duet with Xingyue later?"

The arrival of the three made the private room much livelier, and both men and women welcomed them.

Yang Xingyue was clearly not used to this environment. As soon as she entered, she was dazzled by the neon lights and LED lights. The colorful lights were unusually eye-catching in the dim environment, as if they were trying to pull people into a psychedelic and bizarre world.

The microphone noise was so loud it was irritating, and the sound waves made people feel dizzy. Yang Xingyue felt dizzy after sitting down for less than two minutes.

In this environment, seeking a sense of security, she subconsciously sat down next to Ai Liang, with about a body length between them. Fortunately, Ai Liang didn't seem to mind, so she felt at ease staying.

After the song ended, Yang Xingyue felt as if the world had quieted down. She unconsciously moved closer to Ai Liang, and then, while getting some fruit, she quietly observed her surroundings to see if anyone had noticed her little action.

Fortunately, everyone's attention was focused on Yue Qihua, who was holding the microphone, and no one paid attention to the two people in the corner.

Yang Xingyue breathed a sigh of relief and moved a few centimeters to the side, but perhaps because she moved too little, the distance between them did not decrease much.

After another song, Yang Xingyue finally came to Ai Liang's side. She reached out her small hand and gently took Ai Liang's clothes. The moment she took his hand, she felt a sense of peace in her heart and couldn't help but secretly smile.

So, did Ai Liang really not notice?

The moment Yang Xingyue grabbed his clothes, Ai Liang glanced expressionlessly at the wall to his left; he had been driven to a dead end.

Having retreated all the way, there's nowhere left to retreat; if we keep retreating, we'll only be able to sit on the sofa armrest.

After singing two songs, Yue Qihua put down the microphone and walked towards the two of them. Before she could speak, Ai Liang said she needed to go to the restroom and then walked out of the private room without looking back.

Yue Qihua was left completely bewildered.

When he returned, the private room had a completely different atmosphere.

Gong Yi, the messenger responsible for relaying messages, sat at the classroom door and picked up the microphone. Most people placed their hands on their knees as if they were listening attentively.

Ai Liang was a little puzzled. How could the guy who didn't even move his mouth during preparation sing so well?

Filled with curiosity, Ai Liang sat down on the sofa.

He soon regretted it.

"Every time, I'm left wandering in loneliness!"

A furious shout signaled the start of Gong Yi's solo performance. His powerful voice echoed throughout the private room; on the battlefield, he would be the leader yelling "Charge! Kill!"

Ai Liang's face twisted in pain. Looking at the crowd covering their ears, he finally understood why they had put their hands on their knees.

Gong Yi's singing has a peculiar, torturous quality. Listening to his songs, you can almost see Zhang Fei and Li Kui holding hands, singing "Sweet Honey," driving a tractor across an endless grassland, with square wheels, for crying out loud.
This guy managed to turn "Invisible Wings" into "Wings of Steel".

The key point is that he himself is completely oblivious to his own self-absorption in front of the screen.

Zhou Ying! I like you!

Wait a minute, is this line in the lyrics?

Everyone was covering their ears when Gong Yi suddenly confessed his feelings.

The girl named Zhou Ying was stunned and stared blankly at him.

She only snapped out of her daze when the girl next to her nudged her with her elbow.

Her face flushed red. Being confessed to in front of so many people, she felt only shame and joy. Under everyone's gaze, she wished she could crawl under the coffee table.

"Can't you go somewhere else, you idiot!" Zhou Ying shouted in despair.

Gong Yi's anxiety vanished instantly, and he happily walked to Zhou Ying's side and took her hand.

Clap clap clap, clap clap clap, applause and cheers erupted from the private room.

Zhou Ying covered her face with one hand as Gong Yi led her to sit down next to Ai Liang.

No, what are you doing here?

Ai Liang, who was watching the melon, looked completely bewildered, while Gong Yi smiled, patted Ai Liang's shoulder, and winked at him.

Ai Liang glanced at Yang Xingyue beside her, then looked at the other classmates present.

So you guys think this is a couples' spot? No wonder no one's been sitting here.

Ai Liang felt a headache coming on from this misunderstanding, and they didn't believe her explanations.

"Ai Liang."

At this moment, Yang Xingyue suddenly called out Ai Liang's name.

She herself didn't know what she meant by speaking at this moment; she just subconsciously shouted it out under the encouragement of the atmosphere.

After realizing what was happening, Yang Xingyue didn't lower her head shyly as usual, but instead looked at him intently.

Facing Yang Xingyue's gaze, Ai Liang thought for two seconds, then reached out and picked up a slice of watermelon from the coffee table: "There's still plenty, enough to eat."

"That's not what I meant!" Yang Xingyue exclaimed, feeling wronged.

"Then why did you call me?" Ai Liang asked, feigning ignorance.

"I...I want to eat an apple."

As the saying goes, one should strike while the iron is hot, but the courage gained from the atmosphere is ultimately limited, and Yang Xingyue did not dare to say it in the end.

Yue Qihua, who had been observing from the shadows, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Whether she was disappointed in Yang Xingyue or relieved, only she knew.

"Anyone else want to confess? If not, it's time for the next song," Yue Qihua shouted.

"Sister Hua, can I confess my feelings to you?!"

"climb."

Half an hour later, Ai Liang and her group declined the invitation to dinner and went to a dessert shop.

"Sister Hua, how many people confess their love in your private room? In our room, almost everyone confesses with love songs, one song per person, it's like a matchmaking event."

Fang Xiaoxiao, like a child, held up the menu and asked.

"It's alright, only three."

Yue Qihua's eyes searched through a long list of cake names for her favorite dessert, and she finally chose the coffee cake.

She's going to play games all night tonight, and coffee and cake will help her stay awake.

(End of this chapter)