After rebirth, I want to stay away from bamboo horses

Zhang Beining understood, looked at Lu Mingyu lovingly, and smiled.

I really can’t stand it, my brother is so good at acting like a spoiled brat!

Since when had I become more and more unable to bear the sweet voice of my younger brother? It seemed that my heart melted when I heard it.

"It's your turn!" Lu Mingyu looked at Zhang Beining with his big eyes open.

"Good good."

After Zhang Beining answered, he called Qin Shuo.

After a while, the call was connected.

"What's wrong, Xiaobei, why are you looking for me?" Qin Shuo pressed the speakerphone button while doing the questions.

Yesterday, he gave up studying and indulged in games. Today, his right hand was around Zhen Xin's waist, as if he had opened some magic box. He was suddenly full of energy, and he started writing homework as if he was full of energy.

At this moment, he was writing furiously.

"It's the weekend tomorrow, let's go out and play."

"No, it's too time-consuming to go out. I have this time to spare, so I might as well play a few more games. I haven't played games for several days, and my level has dropped a lot. "

"Are you really not coming? Have you forgotten what day tomorrow is?"

"What day is it? Isn't it the weekend tomorrow? What other day can it be?"

"Tomorrow is Double Eleven, Singles' Day! May I ask Mr. Qin, are you single tonight?" Zhang Beining teased.

"Why are you so polite in your speech... Don't you know whether I'm single or not? I'm still a loner."

"So, it's time for the annual Singles' Day KTV appointment again."

When Singles' Day first became popular on campus two years ago, a few of them followed the trend as children and made an appointment to stay single for the next day and celebrate Singles' Day together every year.

The others who are one or two years older are younger and have gone away to go to college. They usually don’t come back except during holidays. This year, there are only four of them left for Double Eleven.

"Um...will Zhen Xin come?" Qin Shuo thought of Zhen Xin and asked.

"Isn't he still a single guy? Our bachelor's alliance hasn't disbanded yet, so of course he has to come, and so do you!"

Hearing that Zhen Xin would also go, Qin Shuo immediately agreed: "Okay, what time will it be? Is it still the same place?"

"Old place, I'll send you the time and box number shortly."

"Row."

After Qin Shuo hung up the phone, he happily wanted to jump up from the chair. When he was excited, there was a "bang" and his knees hit the bottom of the desk. He covered his legs and jumped several steps.

Qin Shuo was very excited when he thought about tomorrow's KTV appointment. Singing has always been his strong point. He could sing with a deep voice by slightly lowering his voice. He was once called a "charming bass" by Zhen Xin.

Thinking of being able to show off his singing voice in front of Zhen Xin, Qin Shuo quickly put down his pen, looked through the playlist on his phone, looked for any suitable love songs, and took the time to practice again. He must astonish Zhen Xin.

When taking a shower at night, Qin Shuo turned on the shower. While taking a shower, he used the shower head as a microphone and sang there:

"Let the past go, it's too late

I love you from the beginning, white clouds wrap around the blue sky

If we can't be together forever..."

The bath water had been running for more than an hour. He practiced it over and over again, causing Mrs. Feng downstairs to run upstairs and knock on the door uneasily.

"Master, are you okay? Is the faucet broken?"

Qin Shuo quickly turned off the faucet, opened the bathroom door, stuck his head out and replied, "It's okay, the faucet is fine."

"I thought you fell asleep with the music on. The water kept running for a long time, so I thought the faucet was broken."

The song I sang was thought by Sister-in-law Feng to be the song played on the music player. It seemed that what I sang was really good!

"It's okay, don't worry, just go to sleep."

"Okay, young master, you should go to bed early." Sister-in-law Feng turned to leave and then said, "The weather is getting colder, so wear more clothes to avoid catching a cold."

Qin Shuo nodded, replied "Okay", and just closed the bathroom door, he sneezed!

Pulling the towel aside to wipe the water on his body, Qin Shuo continued to hum a few songs and sneezed several times in succession.

When he got up the next day, Qin Shuo felt more and more that something was wrong. His voice, which was fine yesterday, seemed to be covered with cement today, making him unable to make a sound. Every time he spoke, it was as if a razor blade was cutting his vocal cords. Tightness and pain.

Damn it, it’s tonsil inflammation!

This broken voice, how could it fail at the critical moment!

It's hard to talk, but how can I sing? Last night's love songs "Heartbeat", "Like You" and "Wish to Win Someone's Heart" seemed to prepare me for loneliness.

Qin Shuo is depressed!

After drinking snow pear stewed with rock sugar for a day, pouring it into my stomach endlessly, my throat didn't feel better at all.

Finally, he resignedly put on a mask and set off to the KTV near his home.

As soon as he entered the box, he saw Lu Mingyu who was already sitting there requesting songs, and Zhang Beining next to Lu Mingyu.

Qin Shuo put one hand in his pocket and greeted everyone with the other: "Hi!"

"What's wrong with you? Why are you wearing a mask?"

"Cold."

"Why is my voice hoarse? Yesterday, I was very energetic when I spoke!" Zhang Beining heard something was wrong with his voice, which was wilting and hoarse.

"My tonsils are inflamed and my throat hurts." Qin Shuo didn't want to admit it, but he still had to face this reality.

"It's so sudden. I called you yesterday. Aren't you okay?"

"Stop talking. I didn't dry myself off in time after taking a shower last night. I got a little wind and caught a cold. I won't be able to do it today." Qin Shuo had a sore throat. He pinched the bottom of his Adam's apple with his hand, his voice was hoarse, and he struggled to squeeze out a sentence.

"Then have you taken the medicine?" Lu Mingyu asked.

"I ate it and drank rock sugar and snow pear. It was of no use."

"Well... then if you come today, you can only listen to us singing." Zhang Beining said.

"It's a pity that a generation of singers died tonight!" Lu Mingyu sighed with a smile.

Qin Shuo was ridiculed and unable to refute, and spread his hands, feeling helpless.

When Zhen Xin came, she saw Qin Shuo sitting in the corner with his arms folded, wearing a mask and acting like he was keeping away from strangers.

Qin Shuo stretched out his hand and said hello to him.

Zhen Xin nodded, found a corner on the other side, and was about to sit down.

"Xin Xin, come here and order some songs." Lu Mingyu waved his hand and called Zhen Xin over.

Looking at the backs of Zhen Xin and Lu Mingyu sitting side by side on a small round stool, Qin Shuo was jealous. He could only be an audience tonight and had nowhere to show off his singing skills.

"If you can't speak, how about some food?" Zhang Beining pointed to the side dishes on the coffee table, "Salted edamame, if you like it."

Qin Shuo pointed to his throat, then waved his hand, mouthed a silent "hurt" and refused.

Qin Shuo was very sad at first, but until Zhen Xin started singing, his ears suddenly became clear.