Several girls remembered what Luo Yang said before, and they all echoed: "Your voice is indeed very similar to that of our netizen."

Hong Li smiled, and went out to find the restroom.

As soon as he went out, Yinghuo couldn't help it anymore: "City Lord, City Lord, you are so kind to him, can't it be because of my male god?"

Before Luo Yang could answer, Xi Wei, who looked like a super lady, rolled her eyes and took Ying Huo's words: "You are stupid, my junior is so handsome and has a nice voice. What does the second young master look like, my lord?" I don’t even know who is who’s substitute, isn’t it obvious?”

"For..." Luo Yang didn't understand how this became a substitute.

After hearing Xiwei's words, Yinghuo probably thought of some sadomasochistic love stories such as "President's Substitute Little Wife", "Prince Chen's Substitute Marriage Princess", "Business Boss' Substitute Lover", etc., silently in her heart After mourning for the male god for a while, he raised his head and glared at Luo Yang angrily.

Luo · heartbreak · president · prince · boss · Yang: "..."

So when Hongli pushed the door and came in, he felt the anger and resentment from Yinghuo.

Hong · Heart White Moonlight · Oak: "???"

……

The whole meal ended in a weird atmosphere.

It was only a little after dinner, so Luo Yang suggested: "Why don't we go to karaoke?"

Yinghuo's eyes lit up when she heard the words, but in the end she flatly refused for the sake of the male god.

She doesn't want to sing with this pair of dogs and men.

Of course, how Yinghuo, who knows the truth in the future, regrets the past, that is a later story.

In the end, Xiaoxiao sent a message: "We have something to do this afternoon, let's forget it this time, next time we come to T City, we must go to sing."

The group of six said goodbye to each other, and after seeing off the four girls, Luo Yang turned to Hong Li beside him: "Then let's go to karaoke?"

Hong Li readily agreed.

When we arrived at the KTV, Luo Yang first clicked on "A Picture of Rising the River during the Qingming Festival".

Hong Li: "..."

Hong Li: "Does the senior want to sing opera?"

Luo Yang: "I don't know how to sing, but I like to listen to...do you know this song?"

Hong Li: "...Yes."

Luo Yang handed him a microphone: "Then let's sing together."

"..."

Luo Yang turned off the original singing, and began to beat the beat of the prelude.

"Don't seniors like to listen to opera accents?"

Luo Yang raised his head and glanced at him: "The one in front of me can sing, so let's sing the original song after a while."

The lyrics on the screen had already started counting down, Luo Yang raised the microphone, and said to the accompaniment: "I leaned over and looked

that curtain of autumn rain

......"

Although Hong Li had listened to all the songs sung by this person countless times, it was the first time for him to sit together and listen to the scene.

Hong Li was sunk in his own thoughts, and he was still singing when the opera started, and it was too late when he regained consciousness.

Hong Li's originally elegant and charming treble stopped abruptly, as if he had finally waited until the climax and found himself wilted.

Like a child who has done something wrong and is called a parent, Hong Li moved slowly and stiffly and quietly turned his head to look at Luo Yang.

Luo Yang was staring at him with a half-smile.

"The acting is good."

"Senior..."

"Is that right, Second Master Hong?"

"..."

After Luo Yang finished speaking, he didn't care about Hong Li's expression, turned around, picked up the microphone and looked at the screen to continue singing the unfinished song.

After the male voice, the opera sounded again, Luo Yang didn't look back, stared at the screen and asked Hong Li who had stiffened into a lookout stone (heavy fog) next to him: "Do you still need me to sing the original song?"

"..."

"Play a heartbroken old song

lift up the picture so beautiful

I don't know whose ink pen

A touch of rouge covers the thoughts

......"

Luo Yang smiled slightly.

For the next two hours, apart from singing, the two of them didn't exchange a single word. Luo Yang occasionally sang a few lines with Hong Li, and Hong Li was as quiet as a chicken the whole time.

Then the two went to the school library together as usual, had dinner together, and went for a run on the playground together.

Everything is the same as before.

If not zero communication, then exactly the same.

It was nearly eight o'clock, the sky was completely dark, and Hong Li, who had been silent all afternoon, received a warm hug on the way to send Luo Yang out of school. When he recovered, the person who hugged him had already left. Far.

Hong Li subconsciously ran two steps, then stopped again.

Sometimes, you want to get something for a long time, and one day you suddenly get it, the first reaction is not surprise, but bewilderment.

At a loss, Hong Li returned to the dormitory, washed up and went to bed at a loss, at a loss...insomnia.

Hong Li couldn't figure out how Luo Yang knew that he was Er Yuehong's, let alone that very sudden and short hug.

The author has something to say: After much deliberation, I decided to post this chapter a day earlier. There are only 500 words, because I think it’s just right to be stuck here = ̄ω ̄=

So tomorrow should be a little later, about eight or nine o'clock in the evening? (Is there any problem with the combination of eight and nine? Why?)

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