Chapter 343 Singing Performance

Lin Youqian curled his lips and continued to play dumb. He wanted to see what tricks this little woman could come up with.

"Hubby, since you don't want to order a song, then Lark Xiaoqi will automatically play it for you!"

"Cough cough cough!" Qi Xu cleared his throat and began a solo performance.

"Calabash Brothers, Calabash Brothers, seven melons on one vine, no matter the wind or rain... la la la la..."

Lin Youqian was trying so hard to hold back his laughter that his throat almost cramped up.

He could never have imagined that a woman who usually spoke like a lark could sing so badly.

Almost every word was out of tune.

Except for the last two words, "Grandpa... Grandpa...", he called exactly like Calabash Brothers.

No wonder Ouyang Jiashu called her Qiwawa.

"Honey, do I sing well?"

Lin Youqian wanted to say, if it weren’t for your sweet voice, your crappy tune of sawing pig bones would almost cripple my ears.

Other people's singing can make their ears pregnant, but her singing can directly cause them to miscarry.

Her voice was not unpleasant, but the unpleasant part was the crooked tone, which made people feel more uncomfortable than being tortured.

"Husband, are you talking nicely?"

"How about I sing another song for you?"

Considering that Qi Xu had no musical talent since childhood and didn't know many songs at all, she cleared her throat again and began her second performance.

"Rise up, people who refuse to be slaves, and give our flesh and blood..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Lin Youqian finally couldn't help it and interrupted her.

"Stop singing! The way you're singing, you're going to knock the five-star red flag over!"

"Ah? No way?" Qi Xu fell into deep self-doubt.

"Is it that hard to hear?"

"Before, my junior sister always praised me for being beautiful, musically talented, and having the best singing voice. She said she loved listening to me sing the most."

Lin Youqian thought, Ouyang Jiashu is a musician. Is he deaf or hard of hearing?

Qi Xu's singing was so out of tune, and he actually said it sounded good?

A person who can even sing the national anthem in a duck tune actually says she has musical talent?

I guess he just talks nonsense because he thinks she is hopeless.

"It's so bad. You'd better not sing it again!" Lin Youqian was telling the truth.

But Qi Xu thought that he was attacking her on purpose because he was angry.

"Humph, if you don't like it, I won't sing it for you!"

"Anyway, except for you, everyone else says I sing well!"

Lin Youqian couldn't help but ask.

"Tell me, who else are the deaf ones who are telling lies with their eyes open?"

Qi Xu immediately listed a lot of them.

"In the past, when I was in high school and college, the male classmates would always praise me for being the best singer when we went to KTV."

"Qianqian, Yiyi, and Tangqin also said that I sang well."

"And my mom, she's always praised me for my beautiful singing since I was little."

"And your mom, she said my singing is the best, the best, the most beautiful in the world!"

…

Lin Youqian was speechless.

These people are either deaf, or they have designs on her, or they have such a good relationship with her that they can't bear to attack her.

So amidst these people's unscrupulous exaggerations, she was mysteriously confident and actually thought of herself as a lark.

"Mom praised your singing, but that's because she's just as tone-deaf as you are. One is tuned to the US, one to the Japanese, and one to the Xinjiapo."

No wonder Ms. Wen liked her so much; it turned out they were of the same ilk. These two women with shackles on their throats truly had found a soulmate!

Qi Xu, who was devastated, also began to feel a little angry.

The little face, puffed up like a pufferfish, was full of unhappiness.

"My singing is terrible, but yours is beautiful!"

"Even if I sing through my nose, I can still sing better than you!"

Lin Youqian is not bragging. His sexy and magnetic bass voice, when he sings, can make all the male comrades in the army fall in love with him.

When he was 13, a record company wanted to sign him. He had the image, the height, the voice, and the talent. If he had entered the music industry, what would have happened to Ouyang Jiashu?

Qi Xucai didn't believe it.

"Then sing a song for me!"

"No!"

Lin Youqian had returned to the icy face he had when they first met. Even his words were cold and arrogant.

"Lin Youqian, how long are you going to be angry?"

"Hmph! I don't want to talk to someone who has no credibility, no conscience, and no brains."

Lin Youqian snorted coldly and hung up the phone arrogantly. He was so angry, and this little woman wanted to get rid of it with two such unpleasant songs. No way.

Qi Xu lay listlessly on the pillow like a deflated ball, feeling depressed and irritated.

"Why is this big-headed guy so hard to appease now? It's only one day, why would he care?"

Qi Xu hugged the pillow and began to think hard again, wondering if there was any other way to calm him down.

If you don’t answer the phone, just make a video call.

If you can’t sing, try another way of performing.

After Qi Xu made more than ten video calls in a row, Lin Youqian finally accepted it.

However, he did not point the camera at himself. Instead, he placed the phone on the table, facing a white wall.

So on the screen, you can only see Qi Xu, with a fawning smile on his face, facing a white wall, trying to be cute and curry favor in a silly way.

"Hubby, hubby, I miss you so much! Give me a kiss, huh?"

"Husband, husband, am I beautiful?"

"Husband, husband, am I cute?"

"Husband, husband, do I look like a little rabbit?"

"Husband, husband, do I look like a little goldfish?"

"Husband, husband, do I look like a little fox?"

…

Qi Xu's mouth was pouting so hard that it was about to cramp, his face was squeezed so hard that it was almost deformed, and his eyes were blinking like fan blades, but the white wall was still blank and there was no response.

Lin Youqian hid nearby, trying so hard to hold back his laughter that he almost got internal injuries.

"Hubby, don't be like this. Turn around and let me see you!"

"Just let me see your handsome face and I'll dance for you, okay?"

Can she dance?

Lin Youqian really wanted to see it. He took a long time to calm down and control his facial expressions, then put on an icy face uglier than a white wall and turned towards the camera.

"Hi, hubby!"

Qi Xu greeted him with a smile, but he showed no emotion at all. He just replied coldly with one word.

"Jump!"

Some time ago, when she was bored, she secretly taught herself the most popular dance on the Internet, and now she can show it off.

Lin Youqian stared at the screen with anticipation, and he was very imposing.

However, when she took her first step, she turned the wrong way, but she was still unaware.

"Idiot, you turned the wrong way!"

He kindly reminded her, but Qi Xu still refused to admit it.

"What do you mean by turning in the same direction? How could I possibly turn in the same direction? This phone video is a mirror image, so you're only turning in the same direction when you watch it!"

Lin Youqian was really defeated by her naivety.

Mobile phone videos are mirrored, and that is a fact, okay? They can't mirror you so that you have the same hands and feet, right?

Never mind, I'm too lazy to correct her. Let's see what kind of dance she can come up with.