When Fu Qin saw Moran again, his eyes were dull and he looked like he was about to die at any moment.
Xiao Yu seemed to be in a good mood. After saying goodbye to Fu Qin, he left with Xiao He.
After Xiao Yu left, Mo Lan let out a long sigh and then looked at Fu Qin with resentment, "Master Fu, why didn't you reply to my message..."
Before Fu Qin could answer, Song Tingyun, who had been hiding in the shadows, came out and jokingly asked, "Isn't it to create an opportunity for you? Are you having fun?"
Moran was surprised for a moment when he saw Song Tingyun, but then he figured out why Fu Qin hadn't replied to his message.
It must have been instigated by that guy Song Tingyun!
"Song Tingyun," Mo Lan gritted his teeth. "I should have known it was you."
If Moran hadn't been unable to defeat him, he would have punched Song Tingyun in the face first.
As if he didn't notice Moran's look of wanting to hit someone, Song Tingyun smiled as usual: "Long time no see."
Moran: "It's only been a month, we can actually not see each other."
Hearing this, Song Tingyun spread his hands, "That's not up to you."
Moran rolled his eyes. "Then at least say hello next time before you come, okay? I can be mentally prepared."
"Okay, I'll see what I feel like next time."
“…”
Fu Qin was already used to their bickering. After listening for a while, he was about to remind them that it was time to go eat when he saw fireworks suddenly explode above his head. They shone brightly for a moment before disappearing into the night sky.
The two stopped talking and looked up at the same time.
This is the evening fireworks display at the amusement park, one of the few places in the Interstellar Federation that still retains this ancient event.
The three of them just stared silently until the gorgeous fireworks were all over.
The sky darkened again.
Seeing that Mo Lan seemed to want to say something, Fu Qin immediately spoke first, "Let's go eat."
Since Fu Qin had spoken, the other two naturally had no objections.
The three of them found a theme restaurant in the park for dinner.
Because today's play was quite tiring, especially Moran, who had been in shock all day and was now relying on his strength to hold on. He really couldn't play anymore, so after dinner, the three of them went back to rest.
They said they were going back separately, but seeing Song Tingyun unceremoniously following him onto Moran's hovercraft, Moran's mouth twitched and he asked, "What are you doing up here?"
"On the way." Song Tingyun replied.
It was said to be on the way, but it ended up being the next room on the same floor of the hotel.
Watching Song Tingyun open the door of the suite opposite, Moran was completely speechless.
Fu Qin was a little surprised when he saw this: "What a coincidence."
"Yeah," Song Tingyun said with a look of natural surprise, "This was the only room left vacant when I booked it."
After hearing this, Moran couldn't help rolling his eyes. He felt that Song Tingyun's words were too fake. Who would believe it?
Then he discovered that Fu Qin actually believed it...
"That's great, we can set off together tomorrow." Fu Qin said.
Song Tingyun nodded, "I think so too."
"Wait a minute," Moran realized something was wrong and looked at Song Tingyun, "You want to join us?"
"Well, you're not welcome? It's a rare day off for me."
While asking back, Song Tingyun also took the opportunity to show his sympathy.
Moran felt a little guilty after hearing this, and he couldn't say no. He simply waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's go together. One more person won't make a difference anyway."
"That's a deal." Song Tingyun immediately responded.
After the matter was finalized, Moran realized that he seemed to have been deceived by Song Tingyun again, but it was too late to regret.
The next day, the three of them went to the holographic game hall that Fu Qin strongly recommended and stayed there for the whole day.
Moran was worried about running into Xiao He and Xiao Yu again, so he didn't pay much attention to the holographic game all day and played absent-mindedly.
Fu Qin and Song Tingyun, on the other hand, had a lot of fun and were still reluctant to leave until dinner time.
Just as Fu Qin and Song Tingyun were discussing whether to continue going to the game hall tomorrow, Moran opened the Youmengxing guide again.
There is a new travel guide post just updated.
Moran clicked on it and took a look, and saw that the recommendation was for a bar on Youmeng Star.
The person who wrote the guide praised this bar highly, praising everything from the drinks themselves to the style, atmosphere, music, etc.
As Moran watched, his curiosity was piqued.
In addition, he knew that Xiao Yu was under the control of her brother and would never go into the bar, which meant that he would not meet her in the bar.
Moran was instantly moved.
He turned the screen towards the two of them and said, "This bar looks nice. Why don't you go sit down later?"
Song Tingyun took a look and said, "Okay."
Fu Qin was about to say something when the mecha pendant containing Bai Hao flashed.
Fu Qin held the pendant and said to Bai Hao through his mental power: "Don't worry, I will definitely not drink today."
Since Fu Qin said so himself, Bai Hao felt relieved and stopped dodging.
After dinner, the three of them went directly to the bar that Moran mentioned.
As soon as they entered the door, the three of them were attracted by the circular stage in the center surrounded by all the booths.
At this moment, there was someone sitting there singing a love song with a microphone. His deep voice echoed throughout the bar, as if expressing love and farewell.
As soon as they entered the door, a waiter came forward to greet them.
Led by the waiter, the three of them sat in a booth near the stage.
After sitting down, Song Tingyun and Mo Lan each ordered a glass of wine, while Fu Qin kept his agreement with Bai Hao and only ordered a glass of juice.
After the waiter left, Song Tingyun and Mo Lan took off their masks.
The bar is dimly lit, and the booths are far apart, so the privacy inside the booths is good.
And since it was dark, they were not worried about being recognized.
As a person with no photos on the Quanxing Network, Fu Qin does not have the worries that public figures like them have. He does not need to cover up anywhere, and instead feels more at ease.
But she didn't feel at ease for long.
Not long after the three of them sat down, they were approached by someone.
There were four or five men and women on the other side, and they asked them if they wanted to drink together.
Song Tingyun refused directly.
Unexpectedly, this was just the beginning of the pick-up line.
After rejecting five or six waves of people in a row, Song Tingyun looked at Mo Lan and said, "You chose a good place."
Moran hadn't expected this and felt a little embarrassed. "Why don't we go somewhere else?"
Just as the three were about to stand up, a new program had already started on the stage.
The clear sound of piano came from it. The three of them looked up and saw that the previous singer had left the stage at some point. There was a piano placed in the center of the stage and someone was playing it.
"There's actually someone here who can play the piano?" Moran was surprised.
After all, it is an antique musical instrument that has existed since the ancient Blue Star era. In the past empire, the old nobles liked to use it to show off their background, but after the establishment of the Federation, few people could play it.
"It seems that the little Youmeng Star is also home to hidden talents?" Song Tingyun continued.
The two of them suddenly felt less anxious to leave.
Fu Qin had no objection at all. It didn't matter to her where she sat.
After listening for a while, Mo Lan suddenly became curious and looked at Song Tingyun, "Can you play it?"
Fu Qin also looked at Song Tingyun.
"I learned a little bit when I was a kid," said Song Tingyun.
He was born into a noble family and would have inherited the family business if nothing unexpected had happened, so it was normal for him to know some antique musical instruments.
"Do you want to go up and play a song?" Moran urged.
"Isn't it inappropriate?" Song Tingyun declined politely.
But the more Song Tingyun said this, the more curious Moran became. He wanted to see the extent of the fur he was talking about.
"What's inappropriate about that? The bar doesn't say it doesn't allow customers to show off their talents."
Mo Lan said, looking at Fu Qin, "Besides, Master Fu should want to hear it too, right?"
Hearing this, Song Tingyun also looked at Fu Qin, "You want to listen too?"
Fu Qin was quite curious about how Song Tingyun played the piano, so he nodded.
Seeing this, Song Tingyun agreed, "Then I'll go talk to the bar owner."
Seeing Song Tingyun put on a mask and got up to find the boss, Moran rubbed his hands excitedly, preparing to record the screen for his collection.
Song Tingyun communicated very smoothly with the boss. After the person on the stage finished playing a song, he went on stage to replace the other person's position and sat in front of the piano.
Moran here has also turned on the screen recording function of the optical computer.
Song Tingyun glanced in the direction of the two people and then started playing.
The black and white piano keys seemed to come alive in his hands, and pleasant music poured out like flowing water.
The people who were originally talking in low voices around the bar fell silent and looked towards the round table.
After only recording the beginning, Moran realized that Song Tingyun's "fur" might be a pretentious term. And judging by everyone's reactions, he really was impressed, and Moran suddenly felt a little bored.
Although Fu Qin didn't understand music, he could tell that Song Tingyun's fluency was better than the previous person.
She looked towards the stage, supporting her face with one hand and taking a sip from the wine glass beside her with the other.
When the smell of alcohol exploded between his lips and tongue, Fu Qin realized that something was wrong.
When she looked down, she realized that she had picked up the wrong wine glass, Song Tingyun's.
Fu quickly put the quilt back in its place and pretended nothing had happened.
Just one sip, should be fine, right?
Fu Qin thought.
What she didn't know was that the alcohol content of Song Tingyun's wine was much higher than what she had drunk before. One sip was enough for someone like her who had no alcohol tolerance.
Soon, after the effect of alcohol took effect, Fu Qin felt drowsy and his thinking became slow.
When Song Tingyun left the stage amid applause, Fu Qin was still holding up his head and holding on.
Moran turned off the video and looked at Song Tingyun who was walking towards him. "Is this the fur you mentioned?"
"It's true that I'm just a little bit superficial. When I was practicing, there were many people who were better than me, but most of them are no longer in the Federation." Song Tingyun said as he sat down in his original seat.
All the powerful people are no longer in the Federation, so doesn’t that make him the strongest?
Moran understood the subtext and gave him a thumbs up, "You are awesome."
"Thank you for the compliment."
The two of them chatted back and forth, but until this moment, they had not noticed anything unusual about Fu Qin, nor had they realized that something out of control was about to happen.
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