At this time, Fu Qin, who had been waiting for a long time but still could not hear the piano sound, raised his head and asked, "Where is the piano? Why is it not playing?"
She looked normal and didn't look like a drunk person at all.
Song Tingyun still didn't notice Fu Qin's situation and explained, "I only borrowed time from the bar owner for one song. Now that it's over, it's time to return the venue to them."
Fu Qin's confused mind was still trying to figure out the meaning of Song Tingyun's words, but the next show had already started on the stage.
It was a band, with five people on the stage holding different instruments.
When everything was ready, the show began with the sound of the drummer hitting the cymbals.
This sudden sound made Fu Qin shudder and sit up straight.
Frowning, she looked towards the stage, where the drummer was pounding the drums vigorously, while the lead singer, clutching the microphone, yelled at the top of his lungs, "Let's have some fun together!"
Later, other instruments joined in the performance.
Driven by the brisk rhythm, the place instantly became lively.
This wasn't over yet. Just as Fu Qin was trying to endure the music that was causing her tinnitus, a powerful weapon joined the performance.
When the suona comes out, who can compete with it?
Its resounding voice drowned out everything else and echoed throughout the venue.
The string of reason in Fuqin's mind, which was like a paste, finally broke.
The next second, the performer on the stage who was playing the suona with great concentration watched a crack appear in the middle of the suona in his hand.
The crack continued to extend to both sides.
Finally, with a soft "click" sound, the suona broke into two pieces in his hands and could no longer make any sound.
At the same time, the strings of the guitar and bass broke one after another, and the drum cymbals broke directly in the middle without any warning, and the unsupported half fell to the ground with a "clang".
Only the electronic organ escaped unscathed.
But the performer looked at the sudden change in front of him, and his fingers striking the keys also stopped.
The entire show was therefore a complete failure.
Several people on the stage were still holding broken musical instruments in their hands, and they were all a little confused.
But someone in the audience keenly discovered the reason.
He trembled and exclaimed, "It's a mental attack! Run!"
This sentence immediately caused an uproar in the audience.
How powerful a person could be to achieve a mental attack that could break metal without any external force? They simply couldn't imagine it.
Most of the people in the bar are ordinary people who are weak and powerless. In front of such a strong man, they cannot withstand a blow from the other party, and may even die more miserably than these musical instruments.
After realizing this, whether those who were drinking or watching the performance, all stood up in panic and fled in all directions like headless flies.
Wherever he passed, tables, chairs and wine glasses were swept to the ground, making crackling sounds.
Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, the bar owner immediately turned on the headlights above the round table.
Song Tingyun only had time to press Moran's head on the table before the entire hall became completely bright.
In fact, as soon as the instrument on the round table cracked, Song Tingyun immediately identified the culprit. It was even because of his actions that the last electronic keyboard was saved.
After stopping Fu Qin's mental power from dissipating further, he looked at Fu Qin carefully and found that Fu Qin's pupils had become a little dilated, and it was obvious that he was drunk.
Mo Lan also noticed the difference in Fu Qin's mental strength and exclaimed in a low voice, "Uncle Fu, how come you're drunk just by drinking juice?!"
At this time, Fu Qin's thinking was already more than half a beat slower, and he had no idea how much panic his actions would cause.
She looked at Moran and tilted her head, as if trying to digest the reason for his excitement, but because she was too sleepy, she couldn't figure it out, so she lay down on the table, with only her furry head exposed.
Before Song Tingyun could think of a solution, someone pointed out the truth about the broken instrument.
So, the crowd began to flee frantically in panic.
After the headlights were turned on, the remaining people who had not yet found the gate also quickly fled.
The bar hall was in a mess.
Apart from Song Tingyun and the other two, the only people who had not left were the bar owner and the five musicians on the stage.
The musicians were so frightened that they were stunned. After all, the mental attack just now was directed directly at the instruments in their hands. If it was a little off, they would be the ones hit.
Under such circumstances, Song Tingyun and the other two who were still sitting in the booth were particularly conspicuous.
The bar owner and the five musicians looked over subconsciously.
Because Fu Qin and Mo Lan were both lying on the table, the people on the stage and the boss could only see the backs of their heads and couldn't recognize who they were for a while.
But facing them, Song Tingyun without a mask was very easy to recognize.
After all, he is a big shot that you can see on Starnet every day, so how could you not recognize him?
"Marshal?!" the bassist exclaimed in disbelief.
Song Tingyun had no choice but to stand up and said naturally, "Yeah."
He looked completely guiltless.
Seeing him admit it, several people gasped and came down from the stage to greet Song Tingyun in front of the three people.
The boss asked cautiously, "Marshal, do you know what happened just now?"
Upon hearing this, Song Tingyun's expression remained unchanged. He had even decided to sell Moran the moment the boss turned on the light.
Moran, who knew nothing about this, did not resist after Song Tingyun pressed his head down. He pricked up his ears, wanting to hear what Song Tingyun was going to do.
Then he heard Song Tingyun apologize to the people in front of him: "I'm sorry, my friend Mo Lan lost control of his mental power due to drunkenness. I will compensate for all the losses caused."
Moran lying down:?
He struggled to lift his head, but the hand on the back of his head held it firmly, preventing him from getting up.
After hearing this, the bar owner looked hesitantly at the golden head beside Song Tingyun, "Are you saying that the person with the mental power that caused the instrument to crack just now was Principal Roderick beside you?"
As we all know, Moran's mental power SSS does have the ability to make metal crack instantly.
Song Tingyun said without blinking, "Yes, it's my fault for not keeping an eye on him. He meant no harm, so please forgive me. I will also compensate you for the mental damage caused by this incident."
While explaining to his boss, he used his mental power to whisper to Moran: "Pretend to be drunk."
Moran: ...
Except for the momentary surprise when he was first called out, Moran quickly understood Song Tingyun's intention.
Due to the particularity of the incident, if Fu Qin were to be exposed at this time, although most people would understand that she was drunk, those who already had doubts about her physical condition would only take advantage of the situation and think that she couldn't even control her mental strength and was a dangerous person, thus generating resistance and possibly even affecting other people's opinions.
Therefore, in order to ensure the smooth implementation of the plan, Fu Qin must not be discovered now.
But it has already happened, and someone has to take the blame.
Song Tingyun is not suitable.
It can only be him.
After sorting out his thoughts, Moran had no choice but to take the blame with tears in his eyes and continued to lie on the table pretending to be drunk.
Fu Qin, who was truly drunk, was so sleepy that he closed his eyes after everything around him quieted down.
Seeing that both of them were lying on the table obediently, Song Tingyun exchanged contact numbers with the bar owner so that the other party could send him the bill after counting the losses.
Before turning on the lights, the bar owner was still wondering why he was so unlucky today. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Not only did he meet Song Tingyun in person, but Song Tingyun also took the initiative to add him as a communication friend. This was something he never dreamed of.
Looking at the extra people on the list, he was not angry at all. He even smiled happily, feeling that he had made a fortune.
After cleaning up the mess, Song Tingyun bent down and whispered to Fu Qin, "Mo Lan is drunk. Shall we take him home together?"
Fu Qin was unusually well-behaved after getting drunk. He heard Song Tingyun's words in a half-asleep state. He paused for a moment, but still resisted the sleepiness and stood up in a daze. With a frown on his face, he reached out to pull Moran.
Just before Fu Qin stood up, Song Tingyun sold out another good friend.
He directly used his mental power to influence the senses of the six people in the bar, making them mistakenly believe that the person standing up was Zhou Xu, who also had black hair.
So, in the eyes of the six people, it looked like Song Tingyun and Zhou Xu each pulled the drunk Moran up and hurriedly left.
The bar owner even enthusiastically escorted the three of them to the door.
After they walked away, Song Tingyun's mental power receded, and then someone suddenly remembered: "Oops! I forgot to record the video!"
"Ah! I forgot too!"
"But isn't the Marshal's relationship with Principal Roderick and Dr. Zhou pretty good? Why are there so many people online saying that the three of them are having a falling out?"
"I guess that's just nonsense, right? How can we travel to Dream Star together if we're not on good terms?"
While they were discussing excitedly, the drummer beside them did not join in, but scratched his head in distress.
Why did he just now vaguely feel that Zhou Xu's body shape and hairstyle had changed a lot before and after he stood up?
It's obviously the same person, how could he change?
Is it an illusion?
On the other hand, because their whereabouts were exposed, the three had to cancel their plans to continue traveling. After returning to the hotel, they picked up their luggage and left Youmeng Star and went back to their respective homes.
Fu Qin held on for a long time, but fell asleep as soon as he got on the hovercraft. He slept all the way and when he woke up, he was already in Moran's starship.
Not long after they left, the news that Song Tingyun, Mo Lan and Zhou Xu suddenly appeared in a bar on Youmeng Star made the headlines of the Star Network and sparked heated discussion.
Because it was handled properly, the owner himself didn't mind and even hoped that the three of them would come more often, so the comments were mostly positive. Many people were laughing at Moran for causing trouble after being drunk and shouted at him to stop drinking.
Even many of his colleagues sent mocking greetings to Moran after seeing the news.
Moran's reputation as a drinker has now been completely cleared up.
As for Zhou Xu, who had been conducting experiments behind closed doors in the research institute, he only saw the news early the next morning.
Because his name was in the news, he clicked on it and found himself appearing out of nowhere on Youmeng Star.
Zhou Xu:?
What?!
The author has something to say:
Song Tingyun: Friends are there to take the blame.
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