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Amidst the frenzied criticism from viewers across the internet.

Fang Yu rode his bicycle, carrying Liu Yifei who was already laughing uncontrollably, and finally arrived at Tie Zhu's yard.

The ear-piercing singing became even clearer.

Fang Yu took a deep breath, pushed open the half-closed courtyard gate, and went inside.

The courtyard was very clean, with no debris on the ground, and many tables, chairs and benches were piled up in the corner for the wedding banquet.

In the very center of the courtyard, a dark-skinned, muscular young man was closing his eyes, gripping a broom tightly with both hands, and holding it high to his mouth as a standing microphone.

He was completely immersed in his own musical world.

His expression shifted between pain and ferocity.

He sang with heart-wrenching intensity, his veins bulging.

It was Zhang Tiezhu, Fang Yu's childhood friend.

"Ahem!"

Fang Yu couldn't listen to it anymore and coughed heavily twice.

The cough finally brought Zhang Tiezhu, who was immersed in the world of art, back to reality.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and when he saw Fang Yu, his eyes lit up instantly.

"Brother Yu! What brings you here!"

But when his gaze fell on Liu Yifei next to Fang Yu, his dark face turned red instantly.

Zhang Tiezhu quickly threw down the broom in his hand, nervously rubbed his hands on his cotton-padded coat, and began to stutter as he spoke.

"Liu...Liu...Liu, the big star! Hello!"

"Welcome...welcome to our home...to guide...our work!"

His nervous yet simple demeanor amused Liu Yifei.

"Hello, hello, don't be so polite."

Zhang Tiezhu's face turned even redder with excitement. He looked at Fang Yu, then at Liu Yifei, and gave a simple, honest smile.

Then, remembering something, she quickly ran out of the house, holding a bright red invitation in her hand.

"Brother Yu! Thank you so much!"

"Look at the calligraphy you wrote! My dad showed it off in the village all morning, and even the village chief praised it!"

Fang Yu waved his hand, indicating that it was no big deal, then raised his chin, pointed at the broom on the ground, and looked disgusted.

"Stop talking nonsense."

"What were you doing in the yard just now? What were you doing?"

Upon hearing Fang Yu's complaint, Zhang Tiezhu's dark red face instantly fell.

He scratched his short, buzz-cut hair somewhat sheepishly and stammered an explanation:

"Brother Yu, please don't make fun of me. I... I was just practicing my singing."

"Practicing singing?"

Fang Yu and Liu Yifei exchanged a glance, their faces filled with big question marks.

You call that singing practice?

That's clearly noise pollution, and it's a form of psychological attack!

"Why are you practicing singing? Are you planning to climb over my shoulders to enter the Chinese music scene?" Fang Yu continued to tease.

"no……"

Zhang Tiezhu sighed, his expression turning somewhat sorrowful.

He moved two small stools over and let Fang Yu and Liu Yifei sit down. Then he squatted down next to them and began to explain what had happened.

It turns out that Zhang Tiezhu's fiancée, who is about to marry him, is a girl from the next village.

The girl is beautiful and has a good personality.

Most importantly, she is a person who longs for romance.

"My wife...she's a really nice person."

Zhang Tiezhu's eyes filled with tenderness whenever he mentioned his fiancée.

"She knew that our family wasn't well-off and couldn't afford to spend too much money on those fancy things."

"So she told me long ago that on the wedding day, the bride price and everything would be done according to our local customs, not a penny more, and absolutely no last-minute price increases."

"And another thing, these days it's all about blocking the door and demanding red envelopes, and playing all sorts of games to make things difficult for the groom."

"My wife said she firmly opposes those vulgar and noisy things, saying she doesn't want to make things difficult for me and my brothers."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yifei's eyes lit up.

She couldn't help but nod, feeling a great sense of goodwill towards this girl she had never met before.

These days, there are so few good girls who are so understanding and genuinely considerate of their boyfriends.

The viewers in the live stream were instantly moved.

[I'm so moved! What an amazing wife! She's just too good!]

[Getting married these days is a miracle if you don't get ripped off; this girl is so wonderful, Tiezhu must have saved the galaxy in his past life!]

[Waaaaah, I believe in love again! This is what marrying for love looks like!]

Brother Tiezhu, treat her well! A wife like that is hard to find even with a lantern!

Fang Yu nodded and patted Tie Zhu on the shoulder:

"Not bad, Tiezhu, you're lucky to have found such a good wife."

"That's right!" Zhang Tiezhu said proudly, but soon his face fell, and he said with a worried expression, "But... although she didn't want anything, she made a request."

"What are your requirements?" Liu Yifei asked curiously.

Zhang Tiezhu sighed.

"She said she didn't want any of those messy rituals."

"She just wanted a romantic memory that she could cherish for a lifetime."

"So she asked that when I went to pick her up, I didn't need to knock or call out to the door."

"I stood at the gate of her yard, facing her window, and sang her a song."

"She said that as long as I can sing in a way that moves her and makes her feel that I have put my heart into it, she will open the door herself and follow me."

After Zhang Tiezhu finished speaking, he looked at Fang Yu and Liu Yifei with a look of despair.

"What should we do now?!"

After hearing these words, Liu Yifei and netizens suddenly realized what was going on.

This request sounds simple, and could even be described as full of romantic ritual.

For an ordinary person, this is practically an easy question.

But for someone like Tie Zhu, whose singing is so demanding?

This is clearly a question that could kill you!

Liu Yifei finally understands now.

Why did Tiezhu sing the sweet song "Cotton Candy" in the yard just now in such a tragic and poignant way?

He's practicing singing with his life on the line!

Seeing Tie Zhu's worried and sighing face, Fang Yu couldn't help but find it a little funny.

This kid is incredibly lucky.

He married a reasonable and understanding wife, but ended up getting stuck on the very thing he was least good at.

but……

Fang Yu looked at Tie Zhu, whose face was filled with despair, but his eyes secretly darted around.

Others thought this was an impossible task.

But in his opinion, this is just a minor issue.

It's just singing, isn't it?

It's no big deal!

Fang Yu stood up, walked to Tie Zhu's side, put his arm around his strong shoulder, and pulled him toward a corner of the yard like good buddies.

"Come here, Tiezhu, come here for a second, I want to whisper something to you."

He deliberately found a corner, which would allow him to avoid being seen by Liu Yifei and the drone.