Bi Jiuyou

Chapter 1079: 1068: Divine Song! It truly is a divine song!!!


Chapter 1079: Chapter 1068: Divine Song! It truly is a divine song!!!


“Divine song! Truly a divine song!”


The music stopped, and everyone clapped. Even Zhao Xue’er glanced at Wang Chao with slight amazement and joined her classmates in applause.


Luo Hui was even more excited, his face flushed, shouting “divine song” as he lifted Wang Chao up, laughing, “Chao, your level far surpasses those celebrity idols. If you debut, the entertainment industry has nothing on you.”


“Haha, Luo Hui’s words are true. If Chao enters the entertainment industry, he’ll definitely be a top star.”


“You guys are mistaken; Chao doesn’t care about the entertainment industry.”


The crowd’s discussions and praises filled the air, but Wang Chao remained composed, not getting carried away by the flattery.


Putting down the guitar, Wang Chao approached Zhao Xue’er and smiled, “Xue’er, can I sing a duet with you now?”


“Well…”


Zhao Xue’er looked at Wang Chao, a bit troubled.


Liu Qing, sitting beside, noticed Zhao didn’t outright refuse and quickly encouraged, “Xue’er, just agree to sing with Wang Chao. He’s so good, and with you, the music class representative, it will surely be a classic duet.”


“That’s right; I’ll record it with my phone. It will be a precious memory of our class reunion years from now.”


Luo Hui also spoke up on Wang Chao’s behalf.


In the midst of everyone’s coaxing, Wang Chao maintained his composure, only smiling slightly as he looked at Zhao Xue’er.


After several failed confessions, Wang Chao had somewhat understood Zhao Xue’er’s personality.


Though Zhao Xue’er appeared gentle, she was actually very strong-willed, with a tender exterior but tough interior.


Her values and decisions were not easily swayed by external pressure.


Therefore, Wang Chao didn’t press Zhao Xue’er using their classmates’ coaxing. He knew winning her heart depended on his performance, not external pressure.


“I really don’t want to sing; you guys sing, and I’ll just listen.”


After some difficult contemplation, Zhao Xue’er gently shook her head, declining Wang Chao’s invitation to sing together.


“Alright… No problem, even though Xue’er is the music class representative, not liking to sing is understandable.”


A hint of disappointment flickered in Wang Chao’s eyes, but he quickly masked it, saying with a smile, “Just like I was the class committee member but actually didn’t like studying.”


Wang Chao’s humorous comment made the classmates laugh, preventing any awkwardness from invading the scene.


Following that, Luo Hui and Liu Qing each sang one of their favorite songs, and Cao Qianqian successfully sang a duet with Wang Chao.


However, none was met with as much cheering and amazement as when Wang Chao performed “Glorious Days” earlier.


After singing for about half an hour, Wang Chao put down the microphone and looked at Zhao Xue’er, sitting awkwardly on the sofa, occasionally glancing toward Ning Fan, seeming quite concerned about him.


Observing this, Wang Chao’s expression darkened.


After singing another duet with Liu Qing, Wang Chao purposefully approached Ning Fan, smiling as he said, “Ning Fan, why not choose a song to sing? Everyone’s singing; don’t be so out of place.”


“I don’t know how to sing.”


Ning Fan shrugged, speaking calmly.


If this had been before they entered the private room, Luo Hui would’ve rushed to mock him upon hearing this from Ning Fan.


But after the psychological shadow of losing a drinking contest with him, Luo Hui only felt his eyelids twitch when hearing Ning Fan’s excessive modesty.


“Ning Fan, of course that’s no fun. Earlier, you claimed you couldn’t drink, but in the end, the three of us were outdone by you alone.”


Luo Hui grinned, tapping the coffee table, saying, “Do we need to pay you to sing? Name your price per song.”


Wang Chao watched Luo Hui provoking Ning Fan, raising his eyebrows, smiling without intending to defend Ning Fan.


“Money? I’ve earned enough today, no need for more.”


Ning Fan wasn’t annoyed by Luo Hui’s words, gently smiling as he said, “I really can’t sing; I haven’t sung for a long time.”


This wasn’t mere modesty.


In reality, leading the Shadow Team under the name Asura and managing the development of the Dragon City Branch Company left Ning Fan without leisure to go to a karaoke place to sing.


“Not singing for long just means being a little rusty. How about this? Don’t mind us, but for Xue’er’s sake, sing one song.”


Wang Chao smiled, handing the microphone to Zhao Xue’er, “Xue’er, you refuse to duet with me, but a duet with your brother should be fine, right?”


Looking at the microphone in her hand, Zhao Xue’er bit her lip as if moved.


This was noted by Wang Chao, and his expression further darkened.


Seeing Zhao Xue’er looking at him expectantly and the other classmates with cautious looks, Wang Chao maintained a smile hiding his true emotions.


Ning Fan rubbed his wrist, stood up, and said calmly, “I can sing, but let me say first, after this song, I’ll take Xue’er home.”


“Yeah, I want to go home too. You guys have fun, don’t mind Ning Fan and me.”


Hearing Ning Fan take the initiative to leave, Zhao Xue’er quickly agreed.


“Haha, leaving already? It’s still early.”


Wang Chao frowned, looking at Ning Fan, and said sternly, “You can leave, but if you perform better than me, you can take Xue’er, with everyone here as judges. How about it?”


Wang Chao said proudly.


“Chao, you just want them to stay; just say so, as if he could compete with you.”


“Just now, Chao played and sang himself. If this guy wants to surpass Chao, he’d need to know guitar at least. Has he learned? I doubt it.”


The unanimously chosen classmates as judges shook their heads, holding no hope for Ning Fan’s performance.


Even Zhao Xue’er slightly furrowed her brow, saying quietly, “Wang Chao, it’s nearly eleven. I have work tomorrow, so I really want to leave.”


The implication clearly stating Wang Chao’s words lacked sincerity.


Hearing Zhao Xue’er speak for Ning Fan repeatedly, Wang Chao dropped his polite demeanor toward Zhao Xue’er, turning coldly to Ning Fan, “Sing or stay, your choice.”


“Sing it is; I can play a bit too.”


Ning Fan picked up the guitar, twirling it in his hand, looking at Wang Chao, and said softly, “A song titled ‘In the Name of the Father’ dedicated to Mr. Wang.”