Chapter 74: Stunning the Entire Audience, Su Qianqian’s Grievance

Chapter 74: Chapter 74: Stunning the Entire Audience, Su Qianqian’s Grievance

Gu Yizhou’s voice flowed through the microphone to everyone in the audience. It was so gentle, like an intimate whisper, that it instantly gave them goosebumps.

"Ho... Holy shit!!!"

"Damn, what kind of divine voice is this!"

"It sounds incredible!"

"Damn... that voice. I’m in love!"

"I’m covered in goosebumps!"

...

Amidst the crowd’s murmurs, Gu Yizhou continued to sing.

[From three thousand miles away, I happened upon you, a dress dancing in the garden...]

[The lights shook loose the morning glow, in the Mohe Dance Hall of 1980...]

[If you have time, you’ll come to see me, won’t you? To watch how the heavy snows grow old, how my eyes melt away...]

[If you see me, please turn away before you show your shock. I fear my tears, my white hair...]

[Like a shameful joke...]

...

Gu Yizhou’s voice struck the deepest, most tender part of their hearts. It was as if they were transported back to the era of the song’s story, completely overcome with emotion.

HISS—

"This...! It’s just too good!!"

"Holy crap!!"

"He’s an amazing singer!"

"I’ve gotta admit, it’s painting a picture in my head!!"

"Senior Brother Gu is just too incredible!!!"

...

Everyone was blown away by Gu Yizhou’s voice. He was just that good.

"He’s got the looks and the talent!"

"AH!! AHHH!!!"

"I can’t take it anymore!!"

"Mom!! I want to fall in love!!"

Many of the girls felt as if Cupid himself had shot them, their hearts pounding wildly in their chests.

One of them, a tall, straightforward senior with what you’d call "8/10" looks, was even bolder. She shouted toward the stage:

"Senior Brother Yizhou! Senior Brother Yizhou!!"

"I want to have your babies!!!"

...

However, Gu Yizhou remained unaffected by the crowd. With his eyes gently closed, his fingers danced across the piano keys as he continued to sing softly.

[I have never seen a village where the aurora appears, nor have I seen someone set off fireworks late at night...]

[The evening star, like your eyes, commits murder and arson. You said nothing, yet the wild wind disturbed me...]

...

As the piano’s tempo quickened, shifting key and soaring higher, Gu Yizhou’s voice rose with it. His singing was by turns gentle and soaring, yet always felt as intimate as a lover’s whisper.

Many of the girls’ eyes instantly welled up, tears glistening.

「Two minutes later.」

[If that day truly comes, would you run to me? Let it be sealed and buried in the sea...

Let it be sealed and buried in the sea...]

Even after Gu Yizhou sang the final line, the audience remained immersed in his voice. The venue was utterly silent.

「A moment later.」

"That was beautiful!!"

"Incredible!!"

CLAP, CLAP, CLAP...

"Senior Brother Gu, you’re a legend!!!"

"Encore!!!"

"Yeah, encore!!!"

No one knew who started it, but suddenly, a thunderous wave of cheers and applause erupted, overwhelming the hall.

Gu Yizhou naturally heard the crowd’s calls, but singing another song was impossible.

HUFF...

He took a deep breath, then gave the crowd a slight bow and said softly, "My performance is over. Thank you, everyone!"

With that, he turned and headed backstage.

...

"Uh..."

Backstage, Gu Yizhou saw Lan Yuting staring at him, her eyes red-rimmed and her expression complex. He felt a bit awkward. "Class Monitor, why are you looking at me like that?"

"You..."

Lan Yuting’s lips parted, but in the end, she said nothing, merely shaking her head gently.

Gu Yizhou stared, completely baffled.

He shook his head, not saying anything more.

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「Girls’ Dormitory, Room 350.」

’Stupid Gu Yizhou, that jerk Gu Yizhou, that idiot, that pig...’

The campus belle, Su Qianqian, sat on her bed, squeezing a pig-shaped doll as she muttered to herself.

Today, Su Qianqian was dressed in a JK-style schoolgirl uniform. Her slender waist was tightly cinched, accentuating her elegant figure. A pair of white, over-the-knee stockings perfectly outlined her fair legs, giving her an air that was both girlishly delicate and alluringly feminine.

Three days had passed since the 70th anniversary celebration at Modu University of Finance and Economics.

Gu Yizhou had stunned everyone with his performance of "Mohe Dance Hall," indisputably winning the award for Best Solo Performance of the night.

And since the event was live-streamed, Gu Yizhou had, unsurprisingly, gone viral online.

Countless media platforms were clamoring to interview Gu Yizhou, hoping to score an exclusive. Numerous companies had also extended him offers.

Gu Yizhou, however, had politely declined them all.

Even so, the buzz about him online hadn’t died down one bit over the past few days.

After the anniversary gala, Su Qianqian had already unblocked Gu Yizhou.

She had originally blocked him out of shyness and embarrassment. She’d just wanted to give him the cold shoulder for a while, to get back at him a little. But she never expected that after all this time, Gu Yizhou still hadn’t tried to contact her or even come to find her on campus. And that was the reason for the scene just now.

’That jerk... he squeezed my... that day and then just ignored me!’

Su Qianqian felt incredibly wronged. ’Pervert...’

Just then, the dorm room door opened.

A girl with short hair carrying a hot water kettle walked in from outside.

Their eyes met.

Su Qianqian’s hand, mid-squeeze on the pig doll, froze in the air.

"Uh..."

"Qianqian, what’s wrong with you?"

"Did someone upset you?"

the short-haired girl asked, looking a bit baffled.

Su Qianqian snapped back to her senses, her exquisitely beautiful face turning a faint shade of red.

"N-no."

she stammered awkwardly, her face flushed.

"Is that so?"

The short-haired girl sounded skeptical. "Really? I could’ve sworn I heard something about ’Yizhou’ and a ’pig head’ or something."

"N-no, Xiaomeng, you heard wrong!"

"I didn’t say Gu Yizhou!"

Su Qianqian hurriedly explained.

But as soon as the words left her mouth, she realized she had misspoken.

"Gu Yizhou..." Guo Xiaomeng said, looking at Su Qianqian with a knowing smirk. "Hehe, Qianqian, I don’t believe I mentioned Gu Yizhou, did I?"

"Hic..."

Su Qianqian’s face was beet-red with embarrassment. For a moment, she had no idea what to say.

"Qianqian," Guo Xiaomeng said softly, gesturing toward the pink pig doll in Su Qianqian’s hands. "If you squeeze any harder, you’re going to twist its head off, you know!"

"Huh?"

Su Qianqian snapped out of it and quickly let go of the doll.

Seeing this, Guo Xiaomeng set down her hot water kettle and took the pink pig doll from Su Qianqian’s grasp.

Looking at the rumpled wrinkles on the doll, she muttered, "Sorry, Peppa. You have to suffer for Gu Yizhou’s crimes..."

Su Qianqian: "..."