He Jinxia blinked her eyes, concealing the confusion in them.
She was utterly bewildered by this sudden turn of events.
By this ti, Zhang You had already stood up and was doing so warm-up exercises to stretch his muscles.
He Jinxia was pulled up from her seat by Zhang Yuanyuan, like a duck being pushed onto a perch, her head hanging low as she racked her brains for what dance she would do next.
Zhang Yuanyuan saw her pale face and asked in a low voice, "What’s wrong?"
He Jinxia’s lips parted and closed, but she really didn’t know what to say.
She wavered between feigning calm and admitting defeat, eventually choosing the latter, which was more true to her feelings, and said helplessly, "I haven’t danced street dance for a long ti; I’ve forgotten most of it."
It was at that mont that Zhang You casually suggested, "I’m not so good at dancing either. How about we switch to a singing solo instead?"
To be honest, she was better at dancing than singing, but her forte was Ancient Dance, which was unsuitable in this atmosphere. Seeing this, singing seed like the best choice.
He Jinxia nodded her head hurriedly.
Deng Xiiaoxiiao cupped her hands around her mouth like a gaphone and shouted, "First round PK: Zhang You, GO!"
"Let’s sway together, sway together~ Forget all the pain, let’s sway together~" The mont Zhang You opened his mouth to sing, he went straight into a small climax, his voice escalating several keys.
As the "Rock ’n’ Roll Little Prince," Zhang You had to sing a rock song; otherwise, how could he live up to his nickna?
Different from his usual delicate manner of speaking, when Zhang You sang, a wild roar erged from his throat.
The rough voice paired with his slender body and sowhat feminine appearance created a striking contrast.
This distinct contrast was captivating and drew people’s attention.
"Who knows what will happen tomorrow, so let’s sway together without cares right now~ Forget the sunscreen, forget the tax bill..."
True to being the rock star who had three concerts this year, the charm of his voice and his control over the song, the managent of emotions and the atmosphere created were indeed formidable.
Even a cappella, he made it feel like we were at a concert, with everyone involuntarily waving their hands, looking at Zhang You as if they were his hardcore fans—
Chanting for you, going crazy for you, banging our heads against the wall for you!
Although Zhang You wasn’t the original singer of this song, it fit the current mood perfectly. Even He Jinxia, who was a bit nervous, couldn’t help but start dancing along upon hearing it.
"Let’s sway together, sway together~ Forget all the worries, let’s sway together~ Yesterday’s joy becos tomorrow’s lancholy, so let’s fully enjoy swaying together right now~ Sway together, sway together..."
As the song ca to an end, Zhang You added his own twist with a raspy, wild voice that surged like a powerful wave, each note higher and stronger than the last, sweeping over everyone’s ears.
At that mont, everyone’s mind went blank; they could think of nothing else but the sound that echoed in their minds for a long ti.
"Clap, clap, clap..." A round of applause erupted as Zhang You’s last word fell, quickly filling the space.
Deng Xiiaoxiiao turned into a fangirl, cupping her hands around her mouth and letting out a few shrill screams.
"So good! Really good, very good!"
She then turned and nudged her husband, Luo Sijie, with her elbow, egging him on, "Do you want to follow with a song too?"
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Luo Sijie quickly shook his head, "You want to sing? Sing sothing like ’My old ho, it sits in this tun’?"
That remark earned him an unabashed eye roll from Deng Xiiaoxiiao.
She crooked her finger in an orchid-like gesture, pointing at Luo Sijie as she spoke in a delicate, soft voice, "You, get lost~"
Luo Sijie complied, "As you wish, Your Majesty."
"Hahaha..." Their banter set off another round of laughter from everyone else.
The "Soul Singer" Ji Jiaming from another celebrity couple cleared his throat and suddenly belted out loudly:
"Just like that, you conquered ! Cutting off all my escape routes..."
Liu Xiaoqin laughed and slapped the table rcilessly jabbing, "The first note you sing is off-key, you’re pretty impressive!"
"Soul Singer" Ji Jiaming pinched his throat, coughed a few tis, pretended his hand was a microphone, and gave it another go:
"Hey, yo...yo...check..it..now, jianbing guozi, get a set~ The vast frontier is my love, flowers bloom beneath the ever-constant hills~ What rhythm is the most, yes the most swaying, what kind of singer is the most joyful..."
rely singing wasn’t enough; how could one resist dancing to such an infectious song? Yo...yo...check..it..now, demon-style square dancing, coming right up!
"Hahaha, hahahaha..." Liu Xiaoqin and Deng Xiiaoxiiao were already doubled over with laughter at the table, while Zhang Yuanyuan had collapsed into He Jinxia’s arms.
Zhang You and Luo Sijie, the two n, were a tad more composed, but their faces bore the expression of "I really want to laugh but I’m holding it in," contributing a set of indescribably funny s.
As Ji Jiaming reached the later part of the song, he couldn’t rember the lyrics, so he just humd along.
Barely able to speak through her laughter, Liu Xiaoqin said, "Okay, okay, that’s enough from you. Let’s have Jinxia sing!"
"Soul Singer" Ji Jiaming looked at her, unwilling to stop. He shook his head and continued with a mash-up, abruptly changing styles:
"Like seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed, swaying in the wind, seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed, dancing in the waves, seaweed seaweed seaweed seaweed, no care for the tempest’s roar, I am happily carefree!"
Another wave of unstoppable, demonically infectious laughter ensued, and Deng Xiiaoxiiao held her stomach and said, "Congratulations to Ji Jiaming for launching his career as a codian at the coveted C position! Rising as a new star in the world of cody!"
*Clap, clap, clap!* Applause should ensue here.
Finally, when the room had quieted down, Deng Xiiaoxiiao turned to He Jinxia, "Jinxia, go ahead!"
He Jinxia nodded and was just about to start singing when suddenly, as if rembering sothing, she stood up, "Wait, I need to get so tools."
Everyone looked at her with puzzled expressions on their faces.
Soon enough, He Jinxia returned from the kitchen carrying several bowls and a pair of chopsticks. She also included the previously used clear wine glass and various water glasses of different heights, systematically arranging them on the table.
These items were placed sowhat haphazardly: so were single bowls, others were stacks of two bowls, and so were even upside down and so on.
He Jinxia loosened up her shoulders and wrists, cleared her throat, picked up the chopsticks, and the next second a crisp, lodic tapping "ding dong, ding dong" resonated, composing a lody.
"Close by the tower beyond the flowers, below the willows, a boat in a verse, Flowers Filling the Sleeves. The maiden’s heart, a secret shy between her brows~ Silks and a folded fan, a leisurely stroll by her side, who can laugh at the blush that deepens by the swirl~ Evening rain enters the painting, sketching autumn deep into the paper with parting sorrow, that old song too sings of fresh woes, that day you picked clean Changan’s willows, afraid to face the climbing moon, sorrow reluctant to rest..."
The song He Jinxia was singing was the the tune from "Small Bridge, Flowing Water, People." Unlike the original male singer’s version, hers was crisper, with a colder edge to her voice.
In singing this song, He Jinxia applied the classical articulation used in ancient conversations, particularly on the final syllable of each line, employing it with finesse. A subtle twist like this gave the song a distinct vibrancy of its own.
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