But no matter how reluctant they were, everyone put down their hands. As a senior wheat harvester, it would be against their conscience to applaud such a singing method!

  Generally speaking, they are all people with integrity.

  Lu Wenqing's forehead was covered in cold sweat, "Uh, our family's little sister, isn't she a bit tone deaf?"

  "The first song might not have gone well? Probably...". Bathing like exhausting oneself to win honor for one's own children.

  The atmosphere in the private room suddenly became very strange, with no noise at all. Everyone was staring at the little girl in the middle of the scene with a weird gaze.

  The little girl seems to be enjoying singing.

  At any time, Li Yi was always a firm supporter of Gu Qianqian. At this moment, she clenched her fists and shouted "Qianqian, come on!" in the interval.

  The expression was extremely tragic.

  She shouldn't have let the pretty deskmate lose face without knowing anything, she felt that the image of the pretty deskmate built up in school for two months was ruined by this song, tomorrow, maybe she would become a laughing stock for the whole school.

  Gu Qingqing's pretty face was expressionless, she gave her an OK gesture, and didn't disappoint her kindness, playing the second half perfectly.

  The sound is mesmerizing and very catchy.

  The song ended and everyone let out a long breath: damn it, just like a dream.

  Just breathed a sigh of relief, and the next one started again.

  If everyone was shocked when they heard her sing the first song, then when she sang the second one, their three views were directly shattered.

  Because everyone found that she used the same tune as the previous one, and performed completely different lyrics and emotions, expressing the most sincere and intense contempt for the original song.

  By the third song, everyone was numb, same tune again, and another song was settled.

  Three songs later, everyone felt their cerebral cortex was numb, and they even got goosebumps.

  After Gu Qiangqiang, it was Zhou Tong. For everyone's physical and mental health, Zhou Tong rushed forward at the first time. When Gu Qiangqiang handed over the microphone to him, he said: "Actually, I quite like singing."

  Zhou Tong's whole body muscles stiffened, what does it mean?

  The little girl handed him the microphone, but didn't let go of it, and he suddenly understood.

  The gaze of others can pierce him to death, even the eyes of a severely myopic classmate behind thick lenses seem to speak: Class leader, you dare let me, I'll kill you!

  Under everyone's eager anticipation, Zhou Tong asked "heartily": "Will you sing the song I've chosen?"

  Gu Qingqing nodded, "I will sing all songs."

  Her porcelain-like face was calm and peaceful, but her eyes were mixed with a few hints of expectation.

  Can Zhou Tongneng rob her of wheat?

  No!

  He even felt that because of his incomplete five tones, Gu Qing had been squeezed out by others in KTV before, and he actually felt a few points of heartache and pity.

  "Alright, you sing!"

  He said this with a heroic spirit of going to his death.

  Gu Qingqing's cheeks finally showed a shallow dimple.

  Then the fourth song began.

  The majestic and tragic male folk song, once again was sung by her in the same tune, sang without any discord, yet made people's hair stand on end with discomfort.

  An hour later, Gu Qing finally had her fill.

  Yu Yang pointed to his signature song, but when he picked up the microphone and listened to the familiar music, he suddenly asked: "How do I sing this again?"

  Overall: ……

  Mo Yu Yang didn't find his tone until he sang the third song.

  One turn of the wheel later, at dusk, Li Yi asked Gu Qingqing.

  "Darling, do you want to sing again?"

  The whole private room suddenly fell silent.

  Gu Qingqing's eyes shone with a faint light, she stood up, and everyone involuntarily shivered.

  She watched intently as Li Yi handed the microphone to her, just as Gu Qingqing's hand was about to touch the microphone, her phone suddenly vibrated in her pocket.

  She put her hand back, took out her phone and glanced at it, "I'll be right back."

  Everyone finally let out a collective sigh of relief.

  "Li Yi, you don't have to take care of Qing Jie like this."

  Almost, their nerves were about to be tortured again.

  Li Yi was somewhat perplexed, "Wasn't today's celebratory banquet prepared for you?"

  What's wrong with letting you sing alone?

  Everyone looked at each other in dismay, as if it were true.

  Gu Qing walked out of the KTV, a gust of autumn wind swept past, and she subconsciously shrunk her neck.

  It's already autumn, and night falls earlier.

  On Coconut Street, the French plane trees rustled softly, and the withered yellow leaves twirled and fell to the ground, completing their life cycle.

  The street was somewhat desolate, and Gu Qing didn't meet a single person along the way.

  There is a very famous milk tea shop on this street, Gu Qingqing walked into the store and ordered a cup of burnt grass jelly with two pieces of yam ball for an additional 2 dollars.

  The shopkeeper saw that the little girl liked it and generously added an extra spoonful for her.

  A cup of burnt grass jelly, with ingredients almost filled to the brim, looks especially satisfying.

  She inserted a straw and took a sip, the peanut and yam ball with tapioca pearls made from cassava, stuffed her mouth full, and her cheeks immediately puffed up into two small pouches.

  "Hmm..."

  At the corner of the street, someone let out a soft laugh. The newly lit flower lanterns cast a dim light on his eyebrows and eyes, making them unclear, only to see the slightly raised lips under the collar of his black windbreaker.

  Gu Qiangqiang held the burning Xiancao and walked back, someone followed, a pair of black leather shoes stepped on the fallen leaves, making a rustling sound, then two pairs, three pairs...

  The little girl seemed to have no feeling at all, took a sip of milk tea, and perhaps tasted the yam ball she liked, her mouth slightly curved into an arc.

  There was a car accident at the intersection ahead, and police tape had been put up, so she had to take a detour through the alleyway beside it.

  As soon as I walked into the alley, several black shadows suddenly rushed in from the opposite end of the alley, their silhouettes stretched out by the light, making the already dimly lit alley even darker.

  Gu Qingqing stopped in her tracks, turned around, and behind her, several men in black also approached.

  The little girl's smile at the corner of her mouth grew a bit larger, and her bright eyes were like black holes in the night sky, with no light able to escape their gravitational pull.

  In other people's eyes, those eyes shone brightly with a dark light.

  The alley entrance, a man wearing a black windbreaker leaned against the wall, his eyes slanted as he gazed at the little girl surrounded by people, a sly smile spreading from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly raised his hand.

  Crack!

  The sound of fingers snapping pierced the eardrum, and the black-clad men on both sides rushed towards the center. But just before they moved, Gu Qingqing was like a gust of wind passing through, with two needles held between her thumb and index finger, each needle pinning down a black-clad man wherever she went. The next second, one needle was pressed against Hei Fengyi's neck.

  Hei Fengyi's sleeve brushed against her neck, and he grasped her wrist with a reverse grip. A sly smile spread across his face as Gu Qinger let out a cold snort. With a swift motion, she raised her elbow and jabbed it into Fu Qi's abdomen before kicking him away.

  So fast that it doesn't allow people to react.

  The black windbreaker was kicked far away, hitting the ground with a loud thud, almost dislocating his bones, and spitting out a mouthful of sour water.

  "Gu Xiaojiao, you actually dare to hit me!"

  The young man jumped up like thunder and wanted to fight with Gu Qingqing.

  "Get out if you don't want to die!"

  Her lips moved silently, and Gu Qing used lip language.

  His black windbreaker fluttered as he sensed something, his senses immediately spreading out around him, a dangerous aura bursting into his circle of vigilance.

  "Gu Xiaojiao, you just wait!"

  He raised his middle finger and dropped a lip language, the black windbreaker quickly disappeared into the night.

  A fist wind was heard beside her ear, Gu Qingqing turned around and saw a huge fist smashing towards herself. The next second, a large hand grasped that fist, with a cracking sound, the bones shattered.

  The wailing had not yet started when a big hand turned and slammed into the back of someone's neck, sending them crashing to the ground, completely silent.

  This speed, this power, who else besides Pei Cichen?