Chapter 104: Top-tier Acting Coquettishly
[Sister Song has a beautiful voice. Which window did God close for her?]
[Sister Song instantly beat the original singer. I beg Sister Song to debut where she is, or to work part-time in the entertainment industry. As long as Sister Song releases a song, I will be the first to grab it.]
[The original singer is right next to us, are you being disrespectful by saying this about the top streamer?]
【Forgive me for climbing the wall. 】
Song Zhiyuan sang a few lines and handed the microphone to Song Zhiwei.
Faced with the sudden microphone, Song Zhiwei was stunned for a few seconds, his fingers clenched into fists, and his nails were embedded in his palms.
The music continued. Song Zhiwei closed his eyes, hesitated for a long time, and sang a few lines in a clear voice. If you were not careful, you would not notice that Song Zhiwei's voice was slightly hoarse.
The on-site audio system was second-hand and the sound was a bit noisy. The fans in the live broadcast room didn't notice it, but Song Zhiyuan heard it.
Song Zhiwei returned the microphone to his sister and performed a passionate dance that was unique to this song.
[My dead memories are killing me. This is the choreography that the top star made specifically for Guang three years ago.]
[I haven't seen a top streamer skip for two years.]
After their performance, Ma Tao opened a one-minute online voting channel.
Several other groups of guests frantically campaigned for votes in front of the camera.
Cheng Yuhan even performed a dance for everyone, "Please, darlings, vote for our yellow team. Those who vote for our yellow team will become rich."
【Based on the newbie's words, I cast my precious vote for Team Yellow.】
[I don't have any other wishes, I just want to be superstitious for once and vote for the yellow team.]
On the other hand, the three members of Song Zhiwei's group sat there calmly, without any attempt to canvass for votes.
Song Zhiyuan's deep eyes fell on Song Zhiwei.
Song Zhiwei felt guilty when his sister looked at him, and he kept scratching his neck with his fingers. "I ate too much salt tonight, so my throat is not feeling well."
"I didn't ask you about your throat." Song Zhiyuan hadn't originally suspected Song Zhiwei's throat, but now after Song Zhiwei's explanation, she felt even more suspicious.
Song Zhiwei is not good at lying and his lies are always full of loopholes.
Song Zhiwei only then realized that he had overreacted and let the cat out of the bag.
Song Zhiwei suppressed his annoyed expression and tried to make up his mind. "So what does Sister want to ask?"
"Is your throat uncomfortable?" Song Zhiyuan lowered his voice and asked with concern.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't ask me about my voice?" Song Zhiwei muttered softly.
However, facing his sister's questions and scrutinizing gaze, Song Zhiwei instantly became extremely alert, fearing that he would say something wrong again.
"Maybe it's because the weather is dry here. I've been feeling a little uncomfortable these two days. But it's nothing serious. I'll just need to eat some watermelon frost when I get back." After Song Zhiwei finished speaking, he slowly turned his head, trying to sneak a peek at Song Zhiyuan's expression.
Did I really get fooled by my own perfect excuse?
The moment Song Zhiwei turned his head, he found that Song Zhiyuan had been staring at him. Song Zhiwei lowered his head feeling guilty, fearing that Song Zhiyuan would see through him.
From childhood to adulthood, no matter what lies he told, his sister could see through them at a glance.
"When you get back in a few days, do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up?" Song Zhiyuan was more of a question and had no intention of forcing Song Zhiwei.
Song Zhiwei quickly retorted, "No need, it's just the weather here. I'll be fine after a few days of rest when I get home. There's no need to waste resources going to the hospital."
Song Zhiyuan said softly, "Are you sure? Don't be afraid to seek medical treatment."
"I'm sure, so don't worry, sister. I'm a singer and I cherish my voice more than anyone else." Song Zhiwei hugged Song Zhiyuan's arm and acted coquettishly, but a hint of loneliness flashed in his eyes that no one noticed.
I was originally struggling with who to vote for because the top star didn't get votes, but now I don't have to worry about it anymore. I'll vote for the top star.
[Is the top star acting like a spoiled brat? ]
I only know that top stars are arrogant, but I never knew that they can act like a spoiled child. Just like a cat begging its owner to pet it, it instantly melted my heart.
[I want to know what Sister Song said that caused the top star to act like a spoiled child. ]
[This kind of thing can happen more often, it will instantly melt my girlish heart. ]
[I've taken screenshots and used them as emoticons. Since watching this variety show, my emoticon library has instantly doubled.]
"The voting channel has been closed. Please ask the staff to read out the voting results." Ma Tao looked at the staff in charge of counting the votes.
"The first place in the vote is Teacher Song's group, the second place is Cheng Yuhan's group, the third place is Duoduo's group, and the fourth place is Lin Yuan's group. Congratulations to Teacher Song's group for winning the right to get a free meal." The staff handed the free meal form to Song Zhiyuan.
"Please keep this, Sister Song. You can get free accommodation tomorrow with this order."
"Thank you." Song Zhiyuan casually put the ticket on the table.
Cheng Yuhan watched anxiously from the side, "What a pity, we were just a little bit away from getting the free coupon."
"What's the benefit of being the second best director?" Cheng Yuhan tried hard to get benefits from Ma Tao.
Ma Tao was incredibly shrewd. When it came to money, he was definitely more cautious than anyone else. "There's a benefit. You don't have to clean up the table. After the dinner, the last two groups will be responsible for cleaning up the table you ate at tonight and restoring it to its original state."
Afraid of being scolded, Ma Tao ran away after saying this.
"Director, why didn't you tell me earlier that the last two people still need to clean up the table." Lin Yu'an cursed as he watched Ma Tao running away.
Everyone was afraid of disturbing the nearby villagers who were resting, so they played until ten o'clock and then went their separate ways to rest.
Only two groups were left here to clean up.
Song Zhiyuan had just finished washing up when she heard a knock on the door. She wrapped herself in an outer coat and went to open the door.
The door opened and Song Zhiwei stood outside the room in his pajamas, holding the quilt. "Why are you not resting here?"
"Sister, my room is leaking. I'll just stay in your living room for one night." Of course he had to wait outside Song Zhiyuan's door. There were always some bad men who wanted to do something bad to Song Zhiyuan.
"It's leaking! How could it be leaking?" It wasn't raining outside, and they lived on the second floor, so Song Zhiyuan couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.
Song Zhiwei hurriedly explained, "The sink is leaking, and the water has seeped outside."
"Do you want to find someone to fix it?" Song Zhiyuan looked hesitant and still a little unconvinced.
This kid has been acting weird tonight, and I don't know what he's up to.
"Grandpa and grandma are the only ones in the inn. Let's not disturb them so late. Let's ask them to find workers to repair it tomorrow. I'll just stay here for one night." As he said that, Song Zhiwei squeezed into the room through the gap and spread a quilt in front of the sofa.
"Sister, do you have a pillow you can lend me?" Song Zhiwei looked at Song Zhiyuan cautiously.
Afraid of arousing Song Zhiyuan's suspicion.
Song Zhiyuan walked silently into the room, took out a pillow and threw it into Song Zhiwei's arms, "Go to bed early."
"Okay, let's rest now." Seeing that his sister agreed, Song Zhiwei quickly lay down on the sofa.
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