Boys' happiness is sometimes just that simple; a meaningless topic with no reward can still have them laughing heartily.
Before they knew it, the outdoor lights not far away began to dim. The group decided not to sit by the lake any longer, standing up to pack their things and head back inside.
Soon, with the six of them working together, everything was brought indoors.
The scene in the living room at this moment was wonderfully lively. Over a dozen girls were sitting together; some were drinking and playing drinking games, while others were singing at the top of their lungs.
Because of the alcohol, the girls had loosened up a lot. Even Xia Zhiyu, Li Muhan, and Wang Xiaoyan, who usually didn't talk much, became much more vibrant. Everyone acted like a group of old friends reuniting at a karaoke bar.
Pan Ning, Xia Li, Zhao Mengrou, Gu Xiaoman, and Jiang Mengyun sat cross-legged on the floor by the sofa, playing drinking games and having drinks.
The other dozen or so sat on the sofa and beanbag chairs, waiting for their turn to sing.
At that moment, Jiang Mengyun and Tang Ziyun were singing a classic love song together.
Seeing that the two were almost finished, Meng Qianyu got up and jogged over to the karaoke machine to pin her selected song to the top of the queue.
This scene was caught by Shen Yixue. She put down the fruit in her hand, followed her, and said, Qianyu, what are you doing sneaking around? The next song is mine, I've been waiting forever.
What do you mean you've been waiting forever? You just sang a song, the next one is mine!
Mine!
Mine!!
The two argued until their faces turned red. Seeing this, Xu Zilin pulled Ren Lingxi along to join the battle for the next song, filling the living room with immense joy and laughter.
A few boys who had just walked out of the kitchen frowned and said, Damn, are they fighting? Why is it so loud?
Who knows. Right now, I'm thinking about how we're going to sleep later, Su Yang said, scratching his head.
Are there only single beds in your rooms? Zhang Ziming asked.
Of course, but the beds are quite large. Three girls sleeping on one bed shouldn't be a problem.
Then, excluding your room, we can only fit twelve people. There are still a few who won't have a place to sleep, Meng Wenzhou said.
If worse comes to worst, we can sleep on the sofa, or four of the skinnier ones can squeeze into one bed, Liu Bo said.
Su Yang thought for a moment and said, I can give up my room for them to sleep in too. Let's settle the girls first. If we have to, the few of us can just sleep on the floor in the living room.
That works. Let's do that. Come on, let's go party with them.
As they spoke, they walked over to the sofa, but there was no extra space left on it.
Liu Bo and Ji Bo spotted the two massage chairs by the terrace and quickly ran over to claim them.
Seeing the boys approach, Zhong Qing, one of the girls on the sofa, stood up, grabbed Su Yang, and smiled. Su Yang, come sit over here.
Huh? Su Yang was watching Pan Ning and the others play drinking games when he was suddenly dragged to the other end of the sofa by Zhong Qing to squeeze in with the girls.
After sitting down, Su Qingci was on his left, and Zhong Qing was on his right.
The already packed sofa felt even more crowded with Su Yang added to the mix.
However, this scene left the other boys burning with envy.
Good lord, why don't I get that kind of treatment! Ji Bo gritted his teeth, his eyes full of envy.
You might get it in your dreams, Liu Bo joked beside him.
...
Su Yang is here, let's have him sing a song. What do you guys say? Zhong Qing looked at the others and smiled.
Yeah! The girls knew how well Su Yang could sing and clapped their hands in approval.
At that moment, Meng Qianyu and Shen Yixue, who had just finished a song, passed one of the microphones from the far left all the way to Su Yang on the right.
Su Yang took the microphone, thought for a second, and teased, I can sing, but is there any reward?
What kind of reward do you want? Zhong Qing asked, taken aback.
I don't know, I'm just asking to see if there is one. If there is, I can sing a couple more songs.
Really? Then how about... At this point, Zhong Qing leaned in close to Su Yang's ear, her face flushed, and whispered, How about I give you a kiss? Does that count as a reward?
Perhaps because she had drunk quite a bit of beer, the already cheerful and straightforward Zhong Qing was now saying whatever came to her mind.
Holy crap? Hearing this, Su Yang immediately shifted slightly toward Su Qingci. Although he was very satisfied with this reward, it was obviously inappropriate with so many people around.
You, you, you... Even so, let's change it to something else.
Hehe, weren't you the one who wanted a reward?
But your reward is a bit too explosive. Let's forget it, I'm pretty thin-skinned.
Tch. Hmm... Then how about I go up and do a dance?
Eh? Oh right, aren't you a dance major? Su Yang suddenly remembered seeing Zhong Qing's TikTok profile before; most of the videos she posted were of her dancing.
That works!
Hmph, fine then. You rejected a kiss and actually want me to dance, Zhong Qing pouted as she stood up.
Shen Yixue had been crouching right next to them, so she heard their conversation loud and clear. However, she didn't think much of it. It was an open secret that everyone liked Su Yang, so she was already used to it.
Seeing Zhong Qing stand up, Shen Yixue immediately clapped her hands and announced, Everyone, welcome!! Xiao Qing is going to perform a dance!
Oh? Really?!! So there was a hidden program all along!! Haha! Ji Bo's eyes lit up from the massage chair.
Meng Wenzhou and Song Anquan brought two chairs from the dining room and sat down next to Pan Ning and the others. Seeing Zhong Qing preparing to dance, they widened their eyes, ready to enjoy the show.
At that moment, Zhong Qing said, My dance is a reward for Su Yang singing. I'll dance after he finishes singing.
You can dance while he sings! Just have him pick a song that's suitable for dancing, Shen Yixue suggested.
Hmm... That works too.
Su Yang looked at Zhong Qing and said, Okay, then why don't you pick a song that's suitable for your dance? I can sing anything.
Really?
Yeah.
Even Japanese?
I can even do Arabic.
Damn, you're awesome. Then I'll go pick one. Zhong Qing smiled as she ran over to the karaoke machine and quickly selected Planet, a super popular Japanese song from a couple of years ago.
Then she quickly returned to the spacious area between the coffee table and the TV, standing ready.
Everyone, everyone!! Hurry up, get your phones out to record! Those playing drinking games, pause for a second! All eyes over here! Our handsome Su and beautiful Zhong Qing are going to do a song and dance collaboration!! Look over here! Shen Yixue acted as the hype woman, shouting loudly.
Hearing the shout, Pan Ning, Xia Li, and the other three who were still playing cards and drinking temporarily put down their playing cards and turned to look at Zhong Qing.
This happened quickly. After Shen Yixue's shout, everyone fell silent in perfect unison.
As the melodious intro began to play, Zhong Qing started to slowly move her body. She had studied dance since she was a child and knew classical, modern, and folk dances. At this moment, she was performing a modern dance, which suited the song perfectly.
However, modern dance is not a specific dance genre but rather a stylistic movement. It doesn't have fixed moves, and in most cases, it requires choreography beforehand to match a specific theme.
But right now, Zhong Qing was completely improvising.
The moment she entered her dancing mode, her entire aura changed, becoming incredibly focused and serious.
It was just like certain musicians who instantly immerse themselves the moment they enter their own musical world.
Su Yang watched Zhong Qing's dancing figure with a smile, thinking to himself that girls who know how to dance really are different. She had such elegance.
Just as the thought crossed his mind, the intro ended, and Su Yang lifted the microphone to sing.
This was his first time singing a foreign language song in front of everyone. With the combination of his God of Song and Master of Languages abilities, the moment Su Yang heard the music, his brain automatically knew how to sing it without him even needing to look at the lyrics.
The moment his voice rang out, everyone who had been watching Zhong Qing dance snapped their heads toward him.
Su Qingci, who was sitting right next to him, looked utterly dumbfounded as she leaned in close to carefully watch Su Yang's mouth.
This was mostly because the moment Su Yang's voice came out, everyone thought the original vocal track was still on.
It wasn't that they doubted his singing ability, but rather they were astonished by his foreign pronunciation. It sounded exactly like the original singer, without the slightest hint of an accent.
Furthermore, with the enhancement of the God of Song ability, it actually made people feel that he sang even better than the original artist.
"Wait, Brother Yang, did you leave the original vocals on?"
Hearing this, Su Yang smiled, pulled the microphone away, and closed his mouth. The singing instantly stopped, but the instrumental track kept playing. Two seconds later, he resumed singing, and his voice echoed out once more.
"Holy crap!!"
"Stop talking!! Just listen quietly." Shen Yixue glared at Liu Bo from the side, and Liu Bo immediately shut his mouth.
No one said another word. They all began to properly appreciate Su Yang's heavenly voice and Zhong Qing's beautiful dancing.
The song soon reached the chorus. Following the shift in the music, Zhong Qing's movements up front abruptly sped up. Both her power and range of motion increased significantly, syncing perfectly with the music.
The fact that she could dance so incredibly well while improvising left everyone staring in absolute awe.
As Su Yang sang and watched, he couldn't help but give Zhong Qing a silent thumbs-up in his heart.
It was the same for Zhong Qing. Even though she was dancing, she had already been completely moved by Su Yang's heavenly voice.
[Ding! Detected that Zhong Qing's affection level toward the host has increased to 100. Reward: 8 million.]
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ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"