Chapter 912 - 911: Stiff as Pork Frozen for 800 Years

After having some barbecue, Guan Yu grabbed the microphone and went on stage, holding an abalone and slurping it up, she said, "We just heard Li Yang sing, do we want to hear a second song?!"

Everyone was very eager, shouting, "Yes!"

"Then let’s have Li Yang sing another song for us, shall we?!"

"Yes!"

Li Yang accepted without hesitation, holding up a skewer of grilled shrimp as he went up, asking, "What song do you want to hear?"

"’That Girl’! You sang it during your birthday live stream once!"

Li Yang nodded in agreement, finished the shrimp in a few bites, took a sip of water and cleared his throat, nodding to the person operating the karaoke machine.

He had no problem singing these types of love songs, as he closed his eyes and hummed the steady melody, then opened them to gaze at the people below, clutching his heart while singing "It’s my fault" "No home for me", as if the entire starry sky had fallen upon him.

The crowd below stirred with cheers and screams.

"Yangyang, you’re so handsome!"

"As expected from you! The stage prince!"

"Li Yang! Li Yang! Li Yang!"

"Encore! It was so good!"

Li Yang came out of his singing state, transforming back into an energetic, silly sweetheart.

"You’re all eating barbecue down there while I’m up here singing, by the time I finish song after song, there won’t be any barbecue left! I won’t be fooled!"

He trotted off the round stage, and Guan Yu took over the task of managing the crowd.

"Please forgive our silly sweetheart Yangyang; he’s only got barbecue on his mind right now. But let me tell you! Our program team isn’t just about Yangyang performing; we have some hidden talents among our staff!"

Everyone knew who she meant and applauded vigorously.

"Zhang She! Sister Zhuo! The male and female champions of the KTV showdown!"

"Zhang She practices his voice every day with ’Qinghai-Tibet Plateau’!"

"Sister Zhuo! Sister Zhuo can even change her voice!"

The two staff members were pushed onto the stage, forced to sing ’Qinghai-Tibet Plateau’. Their high notes reached a level that amazed Li Yang, singing with such strain that their faces turned red and swollen, receiving a remark from the director about disturbing the peace.

Once they finished singing, Guan Yu cued other people again.

"After listening to Zhang She and Sister Zhuo sing, and Li Yang sing, next, do we want to hear the director sing?! Do we want to hear Brother Huai sing?!"

At this, the applause and hubbub from the audience peaked.

"Yes, we want to hear!"

"Come on! We can’t wait any longer!"

"Who wouldn’t look forward to the director and Brother Huai’s duo?!"

"Get up there, director! Huai, you can’t hide!"

"Perform a song and let everyone remember your wonderful voice!"

The director and Shi Yuhuai were shoved onto the stage, standing there like two sticks, staring at each other.

Guan Yu glanced at them disdainfully then looked to the audience: "Since our director and Brother Huai are so shy, how about we add two more people to the mix, huh?! More people means less nerves! Mu Qiu! Shu Ran! Come on up!"

Mu Qiu, who was eating grilled rice cakes and laughing with everyone, was dumbfounded.

"Me?"

Guan Yu: "Unless there’s another Mu Qiu here? Hurry up! Here’s your chance to perform with the director and Brother Huai on stage."

She walked down and pushed the two up onto the stage.

"This is a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity! Seize it!"

Mu Qiu: ...Not really interested in seizing it.

She quickly finished the remaining grilled rice cake and stood on the round stage, creating four sticks up there now.

Guan Yu asked again: "Do any of you have song requests for your performance?"

The four looked at each other and shook their heads.

Guan Yu clapped her hands: "Alright! Then the organization will arrange something for you! Since you four have such distinctly different styles, how about we just go with something sweet? Master, play ’Sweet’!"

The master replied loudly: "Alrighty!"

As soon as the sweet melody started, Shi Yuhuai was about to run off the stage, luckily the director grabbed him.

"Where are you running off to?! If you leave, what will I do?!"

"..."

Guan Yu laughed while urging them: "Come on, you four should sing! Can’t you sing this? If you don’t sing, you’ll have to dance. Do you need me to start you off?"

Mu Qiu: "Sure, sure, go ahead and start us off."

"Listen up, just sing along with my tune. ’I lightly take a taste! of the love you promised!’"

Li Yang shouted from below: "Are you singing a mountain song?!"

Everyone burst into laughter, leaning in all directions.

Shu Ran nudged Mu Qiu, cleared her throat, and softly sang along with the current rhythm.

At first, they were all singing softly; the director and Shi Yuhuai could barely sing, even more so softly, until they reached familiar parts, where everyone’s voices grew louder.

"I lightly take a taste of the love you promised~ Still reminiscing the tenderness you gave~"

Pretty much this tune, just hum along, no need for perfect lyrics.

"Your eyes only see me~ Smooch! I lightly take a taste~ of the love you promised~"

A sweet song like this makes people sway along, smiling and nodding—especially during the "smooch," mimicking a shooting gesture with a perfect atmospheric wink, full of vibe.

If only it wasn’t for the stiff movements and the director and Shi Yuhuai, who just kept singing "I lightly take a taste la la la la" repetitively.

They barely managed to finish the song, leaving Guan Yu chuckling uncontrollably.

"The director and Brother Huai really looked like they were undergoing punishment, but forcing them up there gives such a satisfying feeling hahaha!"

"Looks like sweet songs should be sung by sweet girls; you two just stood there without following the tune, making basic movements with stiff, synchronized hands and feet, just like frozen pork that’s been stored for eight hundred years. Hurry off the stage already!"

The director and Shi Yuhuai couldn’t wait to get off, hastily making their way down as if something was chasing them.

Mu Qiu grabbed Shu Ran to run as well, Guan Yu couldn’t even catch them.

"Hey hey hey! Why are you all running?! You all bailed, are you trying to make me sing a song for everyone? I don’t really mind!"

As soon as Mu Qiu sat down, the teasing resumed, her hands cupped around her mouth like a megaphone, shouting loudly:

"We can see you really want to sing! So take this opportunity to sing! We’ve prepared ourselves for your magical voice to penetrate our ears!"

The others joined in, "Sing it!"

"While it’s still early, sing so we have time to forget it!"

"Hahaha sing, sing! If you don’t sing, you’ll keep going on about it!"

"Let us hear your wonderful voice!"

"Guan Yu is singing! Quick, record it! Make it my kid’s wake-up ringtone!"

Guan Yu sighed in exasperation.

"Fine, I’ll just respond to your fervent requests a bit! Definitely showing off my wonderful voice! I’ll pick a song everyone can sing together, how about that?!"

"Yes!"

"Then—’Brother, Give Me a Hug’! I was initially thinking of ’Friend,’ but thought it might be too sentimental for the nighttime, not so great. Let’s sing together!"

"Not sentimental enough hahahaha!"

"Hurry up! We’re about to start hugging each other!"