Chapter 60 Are you the one I like?
Jin Siyang came back slowly, and Cheng Yiwen accompanied Zhong Lian and Si Man. She has always been well-behaved and spoke very considerately, and the elders all liked her.
"Si Yang, where did you go just now?" Si Man asked with a smile: "You ran away halfway, luckily Yi Wen stayed with us."
Jin Siyang apologized and said, "I ran into Qin Zhouyan."
"That boy, why doesn't he come with you?"
Jin Siyang thought of Cen Nian, and glanced at the smile on Si Man's face: "He is with his classmates, it is not convenient."
Zhong Lian smiled and stroked Si Man's hand: "Look at us, why don't we just go for a walk by ourselves and let these kids play."
Si Man nodded: "That's right, you and Yiwen can go play with Zhouzi, you don't have to accompany us."
Ten minutes later, Jin Siyang asked Qin Zhouyan for the location, and the location of the top floor KTV was sent. Qin Zhouyan sent a voice message: "We are singing here. I really didn't expect Song Ze's singing to be comparable to Teng Fang."
The background was noisy, and one could faintly hear Song Ze singing off-tune and the laughter of Cen Nian and Zhu Zhiyao.
Jin Siyang brought Cheng Yiwen into the box, and everyone in the box looked at them.
Qin Zhouyan took the microphone and teased: "So you're out with Yiwen today, no wonder you said you were busy when I asked you out!"
Song Ze understood the jokes between these boys, and he took another microphone and started to cheer: "Wuhu~"
Jin Siyang rarely pointed at Qin Zhouyan, and his mouth seemed to be saying, "Do you want to die?"
"Zhouzi, you are teasing me. I found out that you were participating in a couple's activity. Tell me, what's going on?" Cheng Yiwen turned the tables.
Qin Zhouyan gave a long explanation, and when he talked about the skin, he looked at Jin Siyang with some resentment.
Some people joined in the process, and Qin Zhouyan told them to order whatever they wanted to eat, as he would treat them today.
After he finished speaking, he walked towards Zhu Zhiyao and asked, "I remember you just said you wanted a strawberry milkshake?"
Zhu Zhiyao said it casually, but he didn't expect him to remember it. He nodded stiffly: "Yes."
"Okay, I'll order some as well."
Jin Siyang took a long step and found a seat at random, which happened to be next to Cen Nian. Cen Nian seldom came to KTV, and she was not very good at singing. She just sat there quietly, listening to songs and eating fruit plates.
There was a song playing on the screen. Qin Zhouyan had ordered it. He was sitting on a high chair with a microphone in his hand. Cen Nian didn't expect that he could sing so well. He was obviously a very free and easy-going person, but when he sang love songs, there was a hint of deep emotion. Cen Nian's eyes wandered between Zhu Zhiyao and Qin Zhouyan, and finally he gave a faint smile.
From Jin Siyang's perspective, she was fascinated by Qin Zhouyan and even laughed foolishly from time to time.
"Is it really that beautiful?" Jin Siyang asked in a low voice, which scared Cen Nian enough. He then asked, "Do you think it sounds good?"
Cen Nian nodded: "Yeah, I didn't expect him to sing so well."
Cheng Yiwen didn't notice the things here. She drank some juice and patted Jin Siyang's arm: "Siyang, you should sing a song too. I haven't heard you sing for a long time since junior high school."
Jin Siyang felt a little depressed. What was so good about singing? However, he responded without changing his tone: "I won't sing anymore. It's boring."
Cen Nian, who had listened to the conversation, became interested. She cautiously asked Cheng Yiwen, "Does Jin Siyang sing well?"
This completely brought back memories for Cheng Yiwen: "Of course, he can also play the guitar. During the junior high school art performance, his teacher sent him to sing, and he won first prize."
"How amazing." Cen Nian exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.
The music in the box started playing again, surrounded by the voices of people talking around. Cen Nian approached him like a little mouse and asked tentatively: "Jin Siyang, why don't you sing a song too? Well, since we are here now."
The eternal law has finally arrived.
Jin Siyang replied calmly: "No."
Cen Nian felt it was a pity: "Oh, I wanted to hear you sing."
A few songs passed like this, Cen Nian listened to them singing, drinking the milkshake at hand from time to time, until Jin Siyang stood up and slowly sat on the high chair. He slowly took the microphone and adjusted it to a suitable position.
Cen Nian's mind went blank for a moment, and she looked at Jin Siyang in disbelief. Others were also looking forward to his performance. People like him were the best at everything they did, so everyone's expectations of him were raised several degrees invisibly.
Cen Nian looked at the screen as a soothing prelude sounded. The prelude was not too fast, and the young voice of Jin Siyang came out of the microphone and lingered over the entire box.
The volume of the microphone was moderate, and I could hear his slightly heavy breathing. He had long legs, and even when he was sitting on a high stool, his legs were still open and touching the ground.
His casual and lazy look was as alluring as his clear and low voice.
"I looked at your face and brushed the chords."
"First love is the whole, handwritten past."
Cen Nian's eyes were fixed, and the beating of his heart was as brisk as the rhythm of the music.
He can do many things effortlessly, even singing is so easy. Cen Nian envies him and likes him for this.
The tune gradually became faster, and the rap in the middle sounded. The people in the box couldn't help but exclaimed: "Awesome!"
He accepted all the compliments, but when he switched from rapping to singing, Jin Siyang suddenly raised his eyes, met Cen Nian's eyes, and never looked away again.
"I look at your face and brush the chords. Valentine's Day card, handwritten forever."
Cen Nian's heart was almost about to burst out, it felt sore and swollen, making it hard for her to breathe. She wanted to cover her heart, but Jin Siyang's gaze was fixed on her, direct and bold, making her seem even more timid because of her secret love for him.
After the song ended, Jin Siyang chuckled and politely responded to all the compliments until he sat next to Cen Nian: "I sang, isn't it your turn?"
"Jin Siyang, you sing so well!" Cen Nian said sincerely.
"Don't try to change the subject."
"..." Cen Nian was a little grateful for the lights in the box. Fortunately, he couldn't see her burning face.
"I, I'll have something to drink before singing." Cen Nian grabbed a drink at random. She had almost finished her milkshake. There were some glass cups on the table. The drinks in the cups were colorful and very beautiful.
Jin Siyang glanced at her nonchalantly: "I wonder what other excuses you're looking for."
"..." Cen Nian drank the cup in one gulp. It was a bit spicy, but not as scary as the fact that Jin Siyang was staring at her.
She took another drink and tried to avoid singing.
After three cups, Cen Nian felt hot all over and his stomach felt even hotter. What kind of drink was this?
She spoke incoherently: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'm going to the bathroom."
Jin Siyang looked at her with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
Seeing Zhu Zhiyao singing, Cen Nian walked out of the box alone. Her subconscious rationality remained temporarily, but after two seconds, her body began to become erratic, and the neat corridor instantly became crooked.
A warm feeling gripped her wrist and brought her back. Due to inertia, Cen Nian bumped into the man's arms and heard a low, muffled sound.
"Cen Nian, are you drunk?!"
Although Cen Nianren was confused, he had a strong sense of protection: "Who are you? Don't hold me." He struggled to run away.
The disparity in strength between the man and the woman was huge, and he remained motionless. Cen Nian was so anxious that he cursed, "You pervert!"
Jin Siyang laughed angrily: "I'm a pervert? If I were a pervert, I would have left you here long ago."
Cen thought softly, and heard a familiar scolding voice, "No, not a pervert, you are..."
"What am I?" Jin Siyang asked tentatively.
Cen Nian couldn't speak clearly: "You are my favorite..."
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