Just You Wait

"Alright, I'd like to hear just how well you can sing. Can you really sound better than Sister Ziyun?"

Su Yang smiled faintly without saying a word. Holding the microphone, he leaned back against the sofa, waiting for the intro with a relaxed expression.

Two seconds later, the intro started playing. The moment he heard the music, Su Yang immediately got into the zone.

After a rapid analysis by his God of Song skill, a unique vocal style was tailor-made for him. Of course, this singing style didn't deviate from Su Yang's natural vocal range; it was just slightly modified to better suit this song.

—I only wanted to have fun.

—Learning to fly, learning to run.

As soon as the first two lines were sung, the entire room instantly fell silent.

The few people who were drinking also paused and turned their heads to look at the TV.

The voice, adjusted by the God of Song skill, was a perfect match for the track. Even though it was a male voice, it sounded just as good as the original female singer. In fact, it had even more character and sounded better.

Zhuang Mengli was slightly taken aback for a couple of seconds. She swallowed hard and stared at Su Yang, her eyes filled with unconcealed admiration and affection.

This look was also caught by the others, but everyone was already used to it. They just glanced over and didn't pay much attention, focusing instead on listening to the song.

The song was indeed very beautiful, and everyone present had heard it before.

Su Yang's performance was absolutely flawless. During the chorus, he even raised the original key by two pitches, stunning the entire audience.

The song, lasting just under four minutes, quickly came to an end. Everyone was left wanting more, their faces full of intoxication.

Zhuang Mengli was the first to break the silence. Looking at Su Yang, she said, "Not bad, not bad at all! You actually surpassed the original! That ten thousand wasn't spent in vain. It was totally worth it."

Su Yang smiled and said, "Worth it, right?"

"Worth it. I actually think it was a bargain."

"My Brother Su Yang's skill level would make him a god-tier existence even in the music industry!" Meng Qianyu walked over with a proud look on her face and sat down on Su Yang's left.

Zhuang Mengli gave a thumbs up. "It's truly awesome. I don't know how many times I've listened to this song, and until now, I've never heard a cover that could even match the original, let alone surpass it. But today, right here and now, a grassroots singer actually outdid the original. Incredible!"

"You flatter me. Don't put me on a pedestal. Even I wouldn't dare say I surpassed such a classic song."

"In my book, you surpassed it. Hehe. Oh, by the way, do you want to enter the entertainment industry?" Zhuang Mengli sat next to Su Yang and asked with a smile.

Su Yang paused for a moment and asked, "Enter the entertainment industry?"

"Yeah! You sing so well and you're so handsome. If you enter the entertainment industry, you'd definitely be a top-tier singer with both looks and talent. Dominating the music scene would be just around the corner!"

"Why would I enter the entertainment industry? Little Tang... no, Ziyun could give it a try though," Su Yang said, looking over at Tang Ziyun who wasn't far away, and smiled.

Tang Ziyun waved her hand. "I'll pass. Mengmeng already mentioned this to me earlier. I'm not suited for the entertainment industry."

"Yeah, if Sister Ziyun isn't going, you should go. I'll ask my dad to pull some strings for you."

Su Yang rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Not going, not going."

"Why? You'd gain both fame and fortune! How could you pass up such a good thing?"

"I'm only interested in money. I have no interest in being a star. If I actually got famous, I'd be recognized everywhere I go, and there'd be so much hassle. I'm so comfortable right now, doing whatever I want. Other people might like the glamorous feeling of being chased by fans, but I don't. It's too exhausting."

"You're really not going to do it?"

"No," Su Yang said resolutely.

"Alright then, what a pity."

"Nothing to pity."

"Okay, okay. Oh, right!! I forgot something important!!" Zhuang Mengli suddenly thought of something, abruptly stood up, and shouted.

"Could you not be so dramatic? What important thing could there be?"

"I forgot to record you singing just now!!" Zhuang Mengli looked distressed.

At that moment, Jiang Xiaotang on the other side waved her phone and smiled. "Mengmeng, I recorded it!"

"You recorded it??" Zhuang Mengli hurriedly ran over to Jiang Xiaotang and asked.

"Mhm, but it's not complete. When I heard the first line come out, I immediately took out my phone to record, so the first few lines weren't captured."

"That's fine, it's enough. Send it to me later!"

"Okay."

Seeing this, Su Yang laughed. "If you want to record a complete version, I can just sing it again."

"No need. The version just now is the best and most perfect one in my heart."

"Alright then."

"Brother Su Yang, it's my turn to pick a song," Meng Qianyu said, tugging at Su Yang.

"Okay, what do you want to hear? It's free."

"Hehe, I knew you wouldn't charge me." Meng Qianyu hugged Su Yang's arm and rubbed against it affectionately.

Not far away, Pan Ning watched and kept shaking her head.

"Wow, Su Yang, are you really playing favorites like this? Didn't we agree on ten thousand a song? How come it's free for Qianyu?" Zhuang Mengli walked over and asked.

Su Yang turned his head and smiled. "For you, it's ten thousand a song. For Qianyu, it absolutely has to be free. Actually, wait, it's free for everyone else. Only you have to pay."

"You!! Fine, fine, fine. Just you wait."

Hearing this, Meng Qianyu looked at Zhuang Mengli with a smug smile. Then she got up, went to the karaoke machine, and selected another very classic song—Lost Stars.

This song was sung by a male artist; the pitch was higher and it was quite difficult.

However, despite the difficulty, for Su Yang who essentially had a cheat code, no matter how hard the song was, he could pull it off effortlessly.

The intro soon began playing, and Su Yang held the microphone and started to sing.

A few minutes later, the song ended, and enthusiastic applause and cheers erupted in the living room.

Zhuang Mengli's mouth was wide open. She shook her head in disbelief. "Perfect! Too perfect! You sang that even better than the last one. You're literally a walking CD!"

Su Yang smiled and said, "Alright, I'm done singing. You guys sing." With that, he handed the microphone to the others.

"Just one more song! I'll pay extra!" Zhuang Mengli pleaded, pulling on Su Yang.

Su Yang shook his head. "I don't want to sing anymore. If you listen too much, it loses its novelty. I'll sing again some other day. Right now, I just want to drink."

"Alright then, let's drink with them."

"Sure." As they spoke, the two of them pulled Meng Wenzhou and Jiang Xiaotang along, walking over to the other end of the sofa to join the drinking group.

"Brother Yang, Brother Meng, come quick, let's get it started!"

"How are we drinking?" Meng Wenzhou asked, sitting on the carpet.

"If you guys are joining, let's just split into teams and play like the usual old way?"

"Sure, we'll fight it out in two teams. But Old Su and Panpan still can't be on the same team, otherwise the other team won't stand a chance."

Hearing this, Zhuang Mengli asked with a face full of confusion, "Why can't the two of them be on the same team?"

"Haha, you haven't really had a proper drinking session with them yet, have you? The alcohol tolerance of those two is practically at a bugged level. Someone like Fatty already has a great tolerance among normal people, but compared to the two of them, he's just an elementary schooler."

"Normally, even seven or eight heavy drinkers wouldn't be able to outdrink them, so the two of them must be separated."

"They're that good?"

"If you don't believe it, just try it out later and you'll see."

After hearing Meng Wenzhou's words, Zhuang Mengli thought to herself, Isn't Su Yang's alcohol tolerance just a little bit better than mine? How could it be as exaggerated as he says?

Seeing Zhuang Mengli's confused expression, Su Yang naturally knew what she was thinking.

The last time they drank together, he hadn't used his cheat and ended up throwing up, so Zhuang Mengli definitely assumed his tolerance wasn't that great.

Su Yang just smiled and didn't bother explaining. He spoke up, Enough talking, let's split into teams.

How many people? Meng Wenzhou looked around and asked.

Liu Bo counted and said, Eight. Little Lu, Little Tang, and Qianyu aren't joining.

By the way, Fatty, from now on let's all call Little Tang by a different name. Let's call her Ziyun.

Why?

Otherwise, we'd have two Little Tangs/Xiaotangs. As Su Yang spoke, he looked at Jiang Xiaotang sitting next to Meng Wenzhou.

Oh, right, sure.

Alright, there are eight of us. Panpan and I will each lead a team. Let's just split up directly; there's no need for us to pick. You guys can join whichever side you want.

Sounds good. Then I'm sorry, Brother Yang, I'm going to my sister's side, hehe. Liu Bo smiled and winked at Su Yang.

Alright. What about you, Old Meng?

I'll bring Xiaotang and join Panpan's group too. The other beautiful girls can be on your team.

Su Yang looked at Zhuang Mengli, Su Qingci, and Ren Lingxi, nodding with a smile.

These three were the most attractive girls he had met so far, with beauty scores of 97, 98, and 99.9. Absolutely terrifying! If he could play basketball or something with all three of them at the same time, he couldn't even imagine how mind-blowing it would be.

Sure, let's split up like this then. Naturally, Su Yang wasn't going to refuse.

Is Panpan willing to take us in? Meng Wenzhou looked at Pan Ning and laughed.

Pan Ning rolled her eyes. Cut the crap, let's begin!

Alright, let's just play for a bit tonight, and tomorrow night after we get to Dongjin, we can really go all out and party!

Yeah! Let's crush them!!

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