You are my wife, don't doubt it!

"I don't like him." Shen Jie said bluntly, "And I don't think he will like you either."

"Why?" Xiao Yao was puzzled.

"Oh, are you stupid?" Shen Jie shook Xiao Yao's arm.

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As we were talking, we had already arrived at the "Qiangui" KTV.

Xiao Yao had been to a place called KTV when he was a child. At that time, it was called "karaoke". Later, it gradually became "KTV" at some point.

Xiao Yao has never understood why he has to spend a lot of money to get a group of people to sing around the TV. Why can't he sing anywhere?

After stepping into the door of "Qiangui", it feels like stepping into another world.

The air here seems to be blue, and the whole world seems to be filtered through a deep blue filter.

Although there were smooth and shiny mirrors all around, visibility was still not high, which took Xiao Yao's eyes a while to adjust.

The polite waiter led them through a maze-like corridor. All kinds of heart-wrenching, ghostly and horrifying noises came from the compartments, large and small.

Xiao Yao stood on tiptoe and looked inside through the glass area on the door, wanting to see what kind of people were so lacking in self-awareness.

"We're here, be careful of the glass." The waiter reached out to push the door, but found nothing.

"I thought there was glass here," he muttered awkwardly.

A dozen boys and girls rushed in. Some sat down and started playing with their mobile phones, some rushed over to order songs, and some unscrewed the caps of soda bottles.

"This is the VIP Party Club Package reserved by Miss Shen. It is a luxurious 12-hour singing package. Fruit plates, drinks and snacks will arrive shortly."

"Have you ordered Bluebird Pure Draft? Give me a shot." A young man with a bit of gangster temperament shouted.

"Sorry, according to regulations we cannot serve alcoholic beverages to minors..." the waiter explained.

"Tsk, what a crappy place you found, Old Shen, you might as well go to my dad's place..." Ah Fei leaned back tactically and crossed his legs.

The prelude of "Jiangbei" sounded at this time.

"This is a regular KTV. Go to your dad's place and give everyone a...want to sing along?" Shen Jie knocked on his head, making a "dong" sound.

"Sure," Ah Fei smiled and leaned back on the sofa, "I'll treat you all."

"Do any of us girls have boys to accompany us?" A tall, big-sister-looking girl with heavy makeup asked with a smile.

Shen Jie frowned, a flash of disdain flashed across her face: "Shut up and sing your songs. Come on, the first song is yours--"

As he spoke, he stuffed the microphone into the girl's hand.

"When the wind gets here, it sticks to the thoughts of passers-by; when the rain gets here, it becomes tangled into threads..."

Xiao Yao sat stiffly with his hands on his thighs, while Zhang Zhengkai sat beside him, playing with his handheld game console.

"You can relax a little." Shen Jie shouted into Xiao Yao's ear: "What do you want to sing? I'll sing it for you!"

"Thank you, I'll do it myself." Xiao Yao smiled shyly.

At this time, the door of the box was pushed open, and a man wearing the same waiter uniform walked in, followed by seven or eight young girls dressed sexy and heavily made-up.

After the girls came in, seven or eight tall, thin and handsome young men came in one after another from outside the door.

These girls and young men lined up and stared at the children. The atmosphere was full of awkwardness and even the singing stopped.

I don't know who pressed the pause button.

"Fuck," Ah Fei shouted, "Old Shen, what's wrong with you? I was just kidding."

"I don't know either..." Shen Jie panicked.

"If you don't like it, we can get another batch." The waiter said attentively.

Xiao Yao touched his nose in confusion. He noticed that the waiter from before was no longer there.

"No, no, we all have our own companions." said the big sister who had earlier jokingly said that she wanted a "boy to accompany her".

Zhou Xiaoying, her fat boyfriend, and many others echoed the sentiment.

"If you need anything, just ring the bell." The waiter bowed and left with the hostesses one by one.

The music started again and everyone was still talking.

"I really don't know what's going on," Shen Jie explained, "I'll go ask the manager later."

The commotion did not last long. Soon, familiar songs began to play one after another, first "Jiangbei", then "Our Love" and "Lydia", "Prague Square", "Later" and "Courage"... These were all popular songs that were often heard on the streets and in schools.

Xiao Yao didn't order any songs.

Shen Jie was busy greeting her friends, so he had to drink the expensive Pulse one cup after another by himself.

"Drink less." Yu Luying sent a text message: "I'm afraid I'll get fat."

Before I could reply, Zhang Zhengkai's voice rang out beside me: "Pour me a glass, too."

"Okay," Xiao Yao's eyes swept through a row of disposable plastic cups: "Which one is yours?"

"She is mine." Zhang Zhengkai put one hand on Xiao Yao's waist, and there was a hint of drunkenness in his voice.

"What?"

Zhang Zhengkai pointed to one of the cups and said, "It's mine."

While Xiao Yao was helping Zhang Zhengkai pour a drink, he casually asked, "What is this... video game console you're playing?"

"GBA, don't you have it?" Zhang Zhengkai glanced at Xiao Yao.

"Yes, of course," Xiao Yao said, "What kind of game is this?"

"'The Royal Knights,'" Zhang Zhengkai introduced, "This is me, Lancelot." He pointed at a three-headed little man with white hair parted in the middle on the screen and introduced him.

"Hello, Lancelot." Xiao Yao said.

The two teenagers put their heads together again and started playing games together excitedly.

"Why don't you order any songs?" Zhang Zhengkai asked him.

"You didn't order anything either?" Xiao Yao replied as he nervously assigned equipment and combat positions to the soldiers in the game. "I don't like today's pop songs. I like old songs that are out of date. I'm afraid people won't like them."

"What a coincidence," Zhang Zhengkai said, "Me too. What kind of cultural garbage are the popular songs nowadays? The lyrics are just slobbery."

"That's right," Xiao Yao became excited again: "You are like a campus folk song, every lyric is like a poem, no, it is a poem. It's nothing like now, look at this, I miss you, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice..."

"Look, let me give you one." Zhang Zhengkai slapped his thigh, stood up and walked to the jukebox.

As soon as he came back, "Mouse Loves Rice" was finished.

"Tsk!" Ah Fei yelled.

Immediately afterwards, a passionate melody sounded in the private room.

The big TV showed scenes that were quite reminiscent of the 1970s.

"'Dear Comrade'?" Ah Fei shouted, "Whose song is this?"

No one answered.

"No one ordered, so let's change the song." The fat man leaned over and was about to press the button to change the song.

"I ordered it." Zhang Zhengkai shouted.

He straightened up, took the microphone from the fat man, and cleared his throat.

"Every time I close my eyes, I think of you——

You are like a beautiful slogan that can't be shaken off

In this world of critical struggle

Everyone must learn to protect themselves

Let me believe in your loyalty

Comrade lover~!"

Amidst the lascivious music, the song "Dear Comrade" had a soul-stirring and penetrating power. When sung by Zhang Zhengkai's immature voice, it actually made the sleepy atmosphere at the scene agitated.

Some people were clapping with clapping machines, some were shouting strangely, and two people started singing behind.

"Puff——" Shen Jie sprayed the Sprite in her mouth onto the ground, breaking the "silence" and started laughing.

Xiao Yao stood up and took another microphone from someone else:

"Maybe I'm not a good example of love

I can't tell left from right and I'm looking forward

It's the pull of an unknown force.

Make you and me lost or find ourselves

Let me hug your body

Comrade Lover"

"You can do it too." Zhang Zhengkai smiled and nodded at Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao nodded at him, and during the interlude, he walked up to the laughing Shen Jie and extended his hand to her.

Shen Jie stopped laughing and did not shake the hand that Xiao Yao extended. She just asked Zhou Xiaoying to hand over the third microphone.

She stood up.

"Oh oh oh~~ Who is holding hands

Joys and sorrows always have an unchanging ending

La~oh~hold hands

Unchanged face"

Shen Jie did not lie to him, she was indeed tone-deaf.

She didn't know this song either, so she could only follow Xiao Yao's "Oh~~~~", but even so, not a single word was in tune.

Did you sing like this before you started living with Yu Luying?

Shen Jie's joining brought the atmosphere to a climax.

The boys laughed, cheered, and started to beat the rhythm for the three of them.

"No matter how you can't understand, I don't regret it

Even if I spend the blood, sweat and tears of my youth

If fate no longer forgives us

For my soul to enter your body

Let me say sorry to you

Comrade Lover"

When they sang the song "For my soul to enter your body", Ah Fei shouted "Good" and cheered loudly by clapping his hands on the table. Shen Jie slapped Xiao Yao hard and then dropped the microphone.

When the song ended, the audience burst into warm applause and whistles.

"Mr. Zhang really has great taste," the fat man complimented, "You two both sing really well."

Zhang Zhengkai made a pistol gesture towards the fat man and snapped his fingers.

--split line--

"I miss them...but I have to endure this difficult and tedious, this dull life," Xiao Yao sang while glancing at Shen Jie: "This is an unhappy life! I still want to come back..."

Shen Jie sat with her arms crossed and her legs crossed. In the dim light, her face was illuminated by the fluorescent light of the TV, with patches of blue and black on it, and it was impossible to see her expression.

After singing "Dear Comrade" with Zhang Zhengkai just now, Xiao Yao felt that old songs might not be so unpopular, so...

I was still not satisfied, so I ordered a few more songs for myself.

Xiaolang, Pushu, Beibei, Tumu Nianhua... one classic campus folk song after another was performed by Xiao Yao with great emotion and vividness, but...

What's going on with these people?

Xiao Yao turned his head slightly and glanced around.

Zhou Xiaoying's fat friend leaned his head against the back of the sofa, his mouth opening and closing, and he had fallen asleep.

You are really something in such a noisy environment.