"Come on! It's just the two of us guys today, let's have a competition?"
He shoved the microphone towards Yu Wenli, or more accurately, jammed it into his hand.
"..."
Yu Wenli glanced at him with a calm, indifferent gaze. His clear, pure eyes held little emotion.
"Are you sure you want to compete?"
His slender, fair fingers expertly adjusted the microphone.
The ordinary action, coupled with his relaxed and detached tone, exuded an inexplicable aura of confident victory.
The pink-haired guy shivered slightly and pulled his jacket tighter. "I'll go first, I'll set an example for you."
Yu Wenli responded with a faint hum.
The pink-haired guy took the microphone and went to the song selection machine, picking a familiar love song.
He had a good voice and was a regular at KTVs.
Several of his ex-girlfriends had been won over by his singing.
He considered himself an excellent singer.
After his song, the crowd was enthusiastic, further boosting his confidence.
"How was it?" the pink-haired guy descended from the stage, showing off to Yu Wenli. "Still want to go up?"
Yu Wenli smiled faintly. "I haven't sung in a long time, I'll give it a try."
As he spoke, the same melody that had just played resounded in the private room again.
The pink-haired guy turned back to confirm the song title.
Then, with a theatrical flourish, he raised an eyebrow. "You're quite brave, brother. This song has a very high range. You should sing it on stage."
Yu Wenli smiled without a word.
The pink-haired guy scoffed. As expected, an amateur, sitting so calmly.
The next second, Yu Wenli skillfully raised the microphone.
His sexy, ruby-red lips parted slightly, and as he sang the same heartfelt lyrics, it transformed into a complete auditory feast.
The pink-haired guy's face stiffened as he watched the steady-voiced young man.
Was this guy a freak?!
How could he sing so beautifully?!
He was utterly crushed, reduced to nothing!
My god!
It was the same song, but the blow was so severe!
He wouldn't dare to fantasize about the guest of honor anymore.
He didn't deserve her, sob sob~
Wen Tingxue cradled her face, watching her boyfriend sing, her limpid apricot eyes filled with stars.
Her Yu Gege sang the best!
Speaking of which, she hadn't heard him sing in a long time.
It seemed like it was after the college entrance exam, he hadn't sung much since then.
If there was a chance in the future, she definitely wanted to hear him sing all day!
It was too enjoyable!
It was simply a feast for the eyes and ears!
The young girl stared mesmerized at the glowing youth, completely oblivious to the malicious gaze beside her.
She remembered now. Meng Xiyao clenched her fists in jealousy.
No wonder he looked so familiar from the first glance.
Wasn't he the most handsome campus heartthrob during military training who almost became a trending topic?
However, in the photos, he was in profile and wearing a camouflage uniform.
So she hadn't recognized him immediately.
She hadn't expected that the person she'd yearned for for so long would actually appear before her.
He was even more handsome than she had imagined.
Especially when he held the microphone and sang, he was incredibly captivating!
She really wanted to... make him hers.
"See? This is my idol!! He can turn singing a song into a concert!! Are you sure you don't want to join his fandom?" Lu Youran tugged at Jiao Yutong, enthusiastically trying to recruit her.
A total fangirl.
As he reached the most emotional part, Yu Wenli glanced towards Wen Tingxue.
He poured all his deep affection into the song, word by word, singing it just for her.
The young girl cupped her chin, her gaze fixed on him, her fair, porcelain face beaming with a smile.
Perhaps this was the best look of being loved.
Meng Xiyao was consumed by maddening jealousy. She had never envied a girl so much before.
So much so that she wished she could completely replace her!
"I lost, I lost," before Yu Wenli could speak, the pink-haired guy voluntarily surrendered. "I was blind and didn't recognize true talent."
She spoke, slowly raising her eyes, wanting to confirm his expression, whether he was angry or something else.
As a result, she met a pair of deep eyes that were neither angry nor suspicious.
His expression was one of detached observation, as if she were the most vulgar clown.
Meng Xiyao's heart skipped a beat. She could feel his scrutiny.
It was a sharp gaze that stripped away all pretense and penetrated directly into the depths of her soul.
"I, I really didn't mean to."
Meng Xiyao stammered, her eyes darting away.
For some reason, she was a little intimidated by him.
Especially when he stared at someone without saying a word, it felt like all lies and calculations were a joke in front of him.
"I don't care if you meant it or if it was unintentional, but don't pull these cheap tricks in front of me again."
Yu Wenli leaned over, took the phone from her hand, and deleted the photo.
"Regarding my girlfriend's privacy, I only want to hear it from my girlfriend's mouth, understand?"
He placed the phone vertically into her collar, in a very suggestive spot.
A profoundly humiliating action, yet he performed it with an air of elegance.
Meng Xiyao couldn't help but be moved again. "I..."
"What are you guys talking about?"
Wen Tingxue approached with a defensive look, successfully interrupting Meng Xiyao's confession.