After Qin Yi, Jun Lin also spoke a few words to the Shen brothers, which were nothing more than warnings and instructions to Song Jingcheng.
Song Jingcheng listened patiently and quietly throughout the whole process without any impatience.
Because he knew that those who were invited to this dinner were the people Shen He cared about the most.
After the dinner, Chen He told everyone: "After dinner, you can go to the Mans Club and have fun singing and hanging out at the bar."
But she wanted to accompany Song Jingcheng to KTV to sing.
Song Jingcheng had never been to a karaoke bar in his life. His family was strict during his youth, so he had no chance. Then, when he had some freedom, his health began to decline.
Taking advantage of this lively opportunity, Chen He wanted to take Song Jingcheng to experience the nightlife of young people.
Everyone readily agreed, only Shen Sri Lanka needed to go back to the police station to work overtime, so the meeting ended early.
The club has three floors. The first floor is a bar, the second floor is a KTV, and the third floor is a high-end entertainment club with better privacy, offering activities such as snooker and fencing.
On the way, Jun Lin learned that Song Jingcheng had never been to KTV. He had originally planned to go to the third floor to play snooker, but he suddenly changed his mind and decided to go to the private room to join in the fun and listen to Song Jingcheng's singing.
"Brother Song, have you decided what to sing?" Jun Lin also followed Qin Yi in calling Song Jingcheng "brother". He sat at the song request counter and read the latest popular song list to Song Jingcheng.
Songs these days sound very abstract. Song Jingcheng may have heard them but he can't sing them and doesn't even know the names of the songs.
Without hesitation, he said, "I will sing 'The Sorrow of a Loving Mother Among Thousands of Flower Stamens.'"
Hearing the song title, Jun Lin was stunned. "What?"
Song Jingcheng repeated the name again.
Jun Lin still looked puzzled.
He couldn't help but wipe his face and sighed: "Maybe I'm too old to know what song this is."
Worried that he was behind the times, Jun Lin asked Chen He and Chen Jinyan, "Have you heard of it?"
Shen Jinyan just shook his head, while Shen He showed a thoughtful expression.
Only then did Jun Lin feel relieved.
It’s not that he was left behind by the times, but that Song Jingcheng was at the forefront of the times.
Qin Yi said: "I guess it should be the Minnan dialect song that has been popular on Douyin recently. It sounds good, but it is difficult to sing. A thousand people can sing a thousand Minnan dialect tones."
Qin Yi walked to Jun Lin's side, ordered for Jun Xiuchen, and actively handed the microphone to Song Jingcheng. She said, "Brother Song, come on, it's your turn to sing."
Song Jingcheng had already realized that something was wrong at this time.
He was hesitant and too embarrassed to speak, but under Shen He's encouraging gaze, he still began to sing haltingly.
"In the afternoon, a man climbed into the house
Northwest rain, the clothes outside the window are damp
Those who are outside the city have not yet come back.
"Just wait for me to come with an umbrella..."
As soon as Song Jingcheng opened his mouth, Chen He thought he heard a paranoid mental patient chanting scriptures, with clear pronunciation and loud voice.
It didn't seem like singing, but more like the spell chanted by Tang Monk, which wiped out all the merits accumulated by the Song family for a hundred years.
Everyone in the box was laughing.
Chen He laughed the most wildly and fell directly into Song Jingcheng's arms, holding her stomach and groaning.
"Oh my, oh my, Mr. Song, Boss Song, please have mercy on us and spare us. We really don't deserve to die."
Song Jingcheng immediately turned off the microphone.
Looking at Chen He's eyes that were filled with tears from laughing, he said with a low expression, a little depressed: "This is the song I practiced specially for you. Netizens said that being able to sing this song successfully means that you have rehearsed with your heart."
"You don't like it?"
"I like your sincerity in putting your heart into me, but I really can't just blindly praise your singing." Chen He also looked innocent.
Song Jingcheng immediately lost his temper.
Then he said, “Actually, I have another song prepared.”
Chen He's ears hadn't recovered yet.
Just as she was about to say forget it, she heard Song Jingcheng say, "I used to like a literary and artistic worker very much. He passed away due to illness. I was in adolescence at that time."
"During that period, my struggle with my mother was the most serious. Every night when it was quiet, I had thoughts of suicide."
"After that idol passed away, I wanted to end my life even more, to end this life of restriction. But then I saw a sentence in his suicide note."
Chen He unconsciously changed into a person who was listening attentively.
She whispered, "Which sentence?"
Song Jingcheng said: "He said: I have never done anything bad in my life, why is this happening?"
Hearing this, Shen He guessed who his idol was.
Song Jingcheng said: "After that, every time I couldn't sleep at night but had to pretend to be asleep, I would think to myself, I have never done anything bad, why was I the one who died?"
"I can't die. I have to live, and outlive those who long to see me fall."
After saying that, Song Jingcheng stood up and walked to the song ordering screen and ordered a song.
“For your love, this is a gift to my Mrs. Shen.”
This is a love song that is too old.
Even if he was ridiculed as an old man, Song Jingcheng didn't mind. The songs sung by young people today were indeed very nice, but they didn't evoke his unique memories of youth.
Song Jingcheng sat on a high stool, rolled up his black shirt, and picked up the microphone with his slender fingers.
He seemed to be reading an old, love-filled confession letter, and he sang softly and affectionately:
"I love you with all my heart.
Please treasure this love
Never tell secrets to anyone
For the first time in my life, I speak my heart out
...”
As soon as Song Jingcheng opened his mouth this time, the box fell into a subtle silence.
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