Yan Jue took a deep breath, looked at the wrinkled face of Nuoer on the screen, clicked on the voice chat and said quickly, "Of course! I've always been looking forward to hearing Nuoer's voice. It must be super nice."

"Isn't it just that he's tone-deaf? The teacher's singing is terrible too. How about I sing a song first to give Noel some confidence?"

After hearing this, Noel's face turned from cloudy to sunny, and he nodded frantically, holding his face: "Okay, okay, I have never heard the teacher sing before."

Yan Jue: “…”

He was just being polite. Shouldn't the normal response be to refuse? But she agreed so readily. How much did she want to hear him make a fool of himself?

But the words had already been said, so Yan Jue had no choice but to bite the bullet and sing a classic old song.

He'd already heard his singing replays before. Even the most passionate songs would become flat in his hoarse voice, with the occasional note swerving off into obscure places. It wasn't terrible, but it was definitely not good or pleasant.

However, Yan Jue felt ashamed of being publicly executed in front of so many experts and leaders, so he tried his best to pretend that nothing had happened and waited for Noel's reply.

However, when he looked down, Yan Jue couldn't help but frown.

This little fish has no idea what face is. It holds its chubby face and tail and pats it on the cushion of the shell bed, with an idiotic look on its face that says "I want to laugh so badly, but I have to hold it back, but I just can't, what should I do?" It's almost as if the words "Teacher's singing is so funny" are written directly on its body.

Three minutes passed before Noel came back to his senses with a look of unsatisfied satisfaction on his face.

Yan Jue had long since regained his composure. His singing was terrible, but Nuoer was also tone-deaf. They were both equally bad. Big brother, don't laugh at the second brother. He promised that when he heard Nuoer sing, he would definitely not laugh out loud.

Noel suppressed his laughter, clenched his fist into a fist, put it to his lips, cleared his throat, and said seriously, "Okay, since the teacher is so sincere, I am willing to exchange with the teacher for an equal value."

He didn't mind having his teacher hear him sing.

After accepting his tone-deafness and the fact that there was no way to change it, he was most worried about his teacher's attitude towards him. He pretended to be optimistic, as if he believed the teacher was not that kind of person, but he was still very nervous.

But just a week ago, the teacher's reaction really surprised him. Now he is not afraid of this matter at all. The fearless Noel is invincible!

Just now, the teacher was willing to reveal his own shortcomings to comfort him. He was very touched, but -

Noel's cheeks flushed, and his fingers kept twirling around: "Teacher, can you please leave first? I'll send it to you after I finish recording it alone."

If he were to sing that difficult song in front of the teacher, he would still be very shy and at a loss! And he would have to practice several times to perform at his best.

Of course Yan Jue agreed, and he quit the game and waited patiently.

After an extremely agonizing ten minutes, the phone finally emitted a familiar notification tone. Yan Jue pressed the button and quickly entered the game. When he saw the notification, his eyes lit up. He didn't rush to click it, but took a deep breath to calm himself.

[Voice message from Noel]

When he clicked it, Yan Jue was stunned.

Some of the crisp and tender children's voices, whose gender is indistinguishable, are like pearls falling into a jade plate, or like the ethereal sound made by jadeite knocking against each other. Every word is clear and melodious, as if floating out of this world, which makes people feel calm and peaceful when they hear it. They just want to engrave the sound they hear at this moment into their minds and never forget it.

Even if you can't tell the tune, this voice alone can beat any real song.

After the less than one-minute voice message was over, Yan Jue subconsciously wanted to click play again, but the previous prompt had disappeared. There was no related button such as replay or history record in the game. It was gone.

Fortunately, the expert group must have a recording.

As the song ended, Yan Jue felt a faint sense of melancholy in his heart. He did not move, but sat there quietly recalling the song he had just heard.

He was wrong. He and Noel were not even close. Just looking at Noel's heavenly voice, he was completely defeated. If Noel were in his world, he wouldn't need to sing, just a few words would have people willing to bang their heads against the wall for him.

But what he just heard seemed to be Chinese? Atlantis definitely wasn't using Chinese, right? The language problem should be solved by the game, not bad, very convenient.

After thinking about it for a while, Yan Jue finally got back to work.

After knocking on the dormitory door and getting permission to enter, the first time he saw Noel, Yan Jue showered Noel with free praise, praising him to the point that his voice was unique in the world, making Noel so shy that he almost became a cooked fish.

"Really, Noel, I didn't lie to you. Your voice is so, so beautiful." Yan Jue said seriously, "You don't have to feel inferior. It's the teacher who should feel inferior."

Noel hugged the pillow and flapped his tail on the cushion. He was both happy and embarrassed to be praised, so he had to hide with his face covered.

As long as he can't see others, others can't see him either.

Seeing Nuoer's childish behavior, Yan Jue nodded at the pillow and smiled. Then he remembered something and said with regret, "It would be great if I could communicate with Nuoer directly through voice. Such a beautiful voice, I really want to hear it every day. It's a pity to only use text."

The voice message Noel sent earlier was categorized as a "system notification." Is it similar to sending an email? It's fine for occasional use, but wouldn't it be a hassle to use it for daily communication?

However, he is already very satisfied as he has confirmed that he can communicate with Noel through voice.

Hearing Yan Jue's sigh, Nuoer quietly moved the pillow away, revealing a pair of blue eyes. After blinking, he slowly said, "Sure."

"Hmm?" Yan Jue was stunned and asked in disbelief: "Yes? Noel is saying that you can communicate with me directly using language without converting it into text? Then before..."

Could it be unlocked by using favorability?

Noel shook his head, rubbed the pillow and said embarrassedly: "It was fine before, but I think my voice is not pleasant and I don't want the teacher to hear it. And..."

He stammered, "Besides, I used to think it was unnecessary. It was convenient to just talk to the teacher using text. The teacher could see it anyway."

Yan Jue understood. To put it bluntly, it was possible but unnecessary. They weren't close anyway, so there was no need to waste too much emotion on it. Ultimately, it all came down to favorability.

As for Noel's comment about the "unpleasant sound," Yan Jue automatically ignored it. It was simply a matter of perception, a man and a fish, that was why he wasn't fooled.

"Then Noel will communicate with the teacher via voice from now on, okay?"

Noel nodded and moved his lips. This time, Yan Jue didn't see the bubble box appear on the screen, but heard a cheerful "OK" through the phone.

Yan Jue was satisfied.

If he could hear such a beautiful voice that seemed to purify his soul every day, he would definitely be in a good mood and live to be a hundred years old.

As expected, they are a mermaid race that makes a living with their voice!

Having already answered Noel's questions about music today and received an unexpected surprise, Yan Jue decided to force Noel to take a vacation, tell him stories, play games with him, and fulfill the request that Noel made last time but was too obsessed with studying to complete.

No matter how sensible Noel is, he is still essentially a cub. He has been exhausted physically and mentally from studying books these days. He is supported by the idea that "after reading these books, he will find a way to learn to sing." Now that Yan Jue takes the initiative to take him out to play, he runs faster than anyone else.

When playing games, the one he played was naturally Noel's favorite game, heading the ball.

In the large swimming pool of the swimming pool complex, Noel already had a white and blue striped ball in his arms and was standing in the middle of the pool, staring intently at the screen.

"Teacher, I'm starting!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the ball with all his strength. At this time, Yan Jue, who was outside the screen, only needed to click on the ball flying towards the screen at the right time to throw the ball back to Noel.

Yan Jue stared at the screen and concentrated on playing with Noel, but he was complaining in his heart. No matter how many times he played, he felt like a keeper in an oceanarium, playing head-to-head with a group of dolphins.

Why a group? Because Noel's speed and energy in dribbling the ball are comparable to a group of dolphins.

After playing for more than an hour, when Yan Jue's fingers were almost twitching, Noel was finally satisfied. He stopped and lay on his favorite little yellow duck air cushion, eating lollipops while listening to Yan Jue's stories. If he heard something interesting, he would discuss it with Yan Jue and then boldly ask about some things in the real world.

It's strange that the game doesn't allow Noel to reveal information about his world, but doesn't restrict Yan Jue.

Another episode of cartoon was finished, Yan Jue looked at the time and said goodbye to Noel.

"Teacher, wait a minute." Nuoer called Yan Jue and smiled mysteriously. "Teacher, you have worked hard recently. I have prepared a new gift for you. Although it is not as precious as the gift you gave me, I hope you like it!"

Yan Jue felt that he should be happy at this time, but when he recalled the appearance of the last gift, he really couldn't be happy.

"Really? I'll like whatever gift Nuoer gives me." Yan Jue thanked him stiffly, "Then Nuoer, can you tell the teacher secretly what the gift is this time?"

"Hey, no." Noel stretched out a finger and shook it seriously. "The gift is a surprise, so you can't reveal it in advance. You'll know when the teacher opens it."

"Okay, thanks Noel."

"Goodbye, teacher. I'm going back to the dormitory."

Noel's figure disappeared from the screen, replaced by an oversized, familiar-looking red gift box. Yan Jue was silent for a moment, then asked, "Should I open it now?"

Pan Wencheng was away today due to some matters. In this confidential room, there was only him and many bigwigs outside the live broadcast screen. Naturally, he was asking them.

The issue of gifts was what he thought of at the beginning. Half of this secret room was used to place a table, live broadcast equipment and a sofa chair for him to rest, and the other half was completely empty.

Although Pan Wencheng was not there, for safety reasons and the impact of the previous gift, the expert group still allowed a soldier guarding the door to come in and stay with Yan Jue to prevent him from having any psychological accidents.

With someone in the room who looked righteous and filled him with a sense of security, Yan Jue felt less nervous. He opened the gift box and waited for it to arrive.

Ten seconds later, there was a sound similar to glass hitting the ground. Yan Jue's eyes blurred and he almost suffocated after seeing what was in the room clearly.

Brother Bing no longer cared about the gift and quickly turned around to support Yan Jue who was falling down.

In the open space, inside two glass sealed water boxes about two and a half meters high, there were two human heads with only pale heads and long black hair floating on top!

Who wouldn’t be scared in this scene?

Yan Jue pinched his philtrum, stubbornly held onto the table and sat down, feeling frantic inside.

What the hell is this Atlantis? Aside from mermaids, is there nothing else in the ocean that looks like what humans like?!

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