You are my wife, don't doubt it!

Unable to refuse the invitation, Xiao Yao followed him to 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 people have to spend a lot of money to get a group of people to sing around the TV. Why can't they 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.

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 next to Shen Jie, playing with his handheld game console.

"Relax!" 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.

Soon, one familiar song after another sounded, first "Jiangbei", then "Our Love" and "Lydia", "Prague Square", "Later" and "Courage"... These are all popular songs that are often heard while walking on the streets and in schools.

Xiao Yao ordered a song for himself, "The Sorrows of Young Werther", by Shuimu Nianhua.

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

"Have you returned home?" Yu Luying sent a text message: "I just got home."

"Why are you so late?" Xiao Yao replied, "I just sat down at the cashier's counter. Are you coming?"

"I'm not coming. I'm very tired." Yu Luying said, "Today's rehearsal was not smooth and it lasted until very late."

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

"Oh," although he was reluctant, 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, with a hint of boasting and arrogance 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 casually.

At this time, a song called "Mouse Loves Rice" had just finished being sung.

"Tsk!" Ah Fei yelled.

Then, a melody that Xiao Yao was very familiar with was heard in the private room.

"The Sorrows of Young Werther?" 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." Xiao Yao said loudly.

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

“one two three four five——

My parents love me very much.

My test scores were also good;

I have never been short of change.

But why am I not happy?

I will graduate from a good university.

Have a good job,

Live a rich, ideal life,

But why am I not happy? "

While singing, Xiao Yao observed the reactions of the audience - he had to admit, the atmosphere made him extremely embarrassed.

It might be because he was a little unknown in this circle, and the song he sang was a niche song that no one had ever heard of, so everyone was whispering and laughing strangely.

Saying "whispering" and "strange laughter" seems a bit subjective. The reality is that some people were leaning against the sofa and dozing off, some were playing with their mobile phones, Zhang Zhengkai was still playing his Lancelot, some were talking to each other in a low voice, and a few had half-smiles on their faces under the weird light of the KTV.

In conclusion, the more you sing, the less motivated you become.

Just as Xiao Yao was about to yell "Change song" in frustration, Zhang Zhengkai suddenly put down the GBA, took another microphone from someone else, and stood up:

“I’m not old enough to play games anymore.

I think I should be sensible.

But why am I not happy?

But why am I not happy?

Those toys should have been thrown away long ago.

I think I should be mature.

But why am I not happy?

But why am I not happy? "

Xiao Yao and Zhang Zhengkai said in unison: "But why am I not happy~~~But why am I not happy~~~"

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

"That's natural." said Zhang Zhengkai.

For the same song, Zhang Zhengkai received very different treatments.

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

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.

Next came the songs that others had requested. After more than a dozen songs, they were no longer satisfied with just singing. Some started playing bragging, rolling dice and drinking, while others played poker games.

Hmm? What happened to the agreement that we don't sell alcoholic beverages?

The people around me handed me some playing cards.

"What?" Xiao Yao was confused.

"Draw one." The man spoke with a lisp, as if he had drunk too much.

He picked up the top card at random - it was a King of Hearts, and the Charlemagne on it had no beard, just like himself.

On the back of the playing card, there is a divider, a measuring tape, an eye, and a "G".

The eye seemed to be staring at him, which was a bit creepy.

Chapter 384 I Am the King

2023-11-18

He picked up the top card at random - it was a King of Hearts, and the Charlemagne on it had no beard, just like himself.

On the back of the playing card, there is a divider, a measuring tape, an eye, and a "G".

The eye seemed to be staring at him, which was a bit creepy.

"Have you all drawn?" Zhang Zhengkai staggered and shouted loudly, as if he had drunk a lot.

After receiving affirmative responses from everyone, Zhang Zhengkai asked who drew the number K.

"Me." Xiao Yao raised his hand.

"Good! You are the king of this round!" Zhang Zhengkai announced.

"What does the king mean?" Xiao Yao asked in confusion.

"You haven't played the King's Game before?" Zhang Zhengkai curled his lips and explained the rules of the game to Xiao Yao.

"Anything is fine?" Xiao Yao asked.

"Anything is fine!" Zhang Zhengkai said excitedly: "Use your imagination!"

"Uh……"

"Don't listen to him," Shen Jie's voice was also a little tipsy: "It's good enough, just for fun, don't embarrass everyone."

"Hmm..." Xiao Yao still didn't quite understand the situation: "Then J and 7, both of you... do three push-ups together?"

Everyone started to make a fuss, feeling bored, and asked the king to change his orders.

"Then..." Xiao Yao scratched his head: "What should I change?"

"Give me a hug?" Zhang Zhengkai suggested.

"J and 7, give me a hug." Xiao Yao said.

The person who drew the "J" on the playing card was the birthday girl Zhou Xiaoying, and the person who drew the "7" was her fat boyfriend.

Amid the boos of "Tsk, boring" from the crowd, the couple hugged each other tightly and the fat man even kissed Xiaoying on the face.

The next round of the game is about to begin. This time the person who draws K is a girl, and her order is to let Q ride on the shoulders of 3.

Both of the people who were hit this time are boys, but Q is much stronger than 3, so the visual effect is quite impactful.

Amid the girls' laughter and cheers, the skinny 3 sat on the ground under the sofa and let the muscular Q sit on the sofa with his legs crossed over his shoulders, which could be considered as a "ride".

The next round of "KING"'s instruction was knee pillow, and it happened to be a man and a woman, and the atmosphere on the field was pushed to a climax.

Xiao Yao also became excited again. This game was really interesting.

A young girl reluctantly took off her Trefoil sneakers, poured a half-drunk bottle of Coke into them, and then put her feet wrapped in white cotton socks into the shoes.

This is a bit too mean - Xiao Yao's Adam's apple moved, and he regretted not wearing glasses today.

In the next round, Xiao Yao himself was called by the king, and the task was to let another person sit on his knees.

That person was the big sister who echoed A Fei and asked "Can we order a boy to accompany us" when they just entered the private room - she seemed to be the girl who had elbowed Xiao Yao in the ribs before.

This sister was not shy at all. Before Xiao Yao could react, she strode over and sat on Xiao Yao, put her arms around Xiao Yao's neck, put her legs together and raised them off the ground, and tilted her neck back.

Xiao Yao only felt his body sink, and then the faint fragrance from the girl's soft hair in his arms immediately rushed into his nostrils.