"Boom!"
The rain outside the window was getting heavier.
A sharp flash of lightning and a loud thunderclap plunged the lounge of the Animation Club at Pingchuan University into silence again.
All the club members, including Chi Qingchi, stared at Lin Yu in stunned unison.
What shocked them was not the "thunderclap" but the "peerless cultivation" that Lin Yu blurted out!
Everyone exclaimed in chorus:
"Lin Yu, you can sing the four - language version?!"
(Little Lin, you can sing the four - language version?!)
Lin Yu: "..."
These guys had such a damned sense of unity.
He had already anticipated their reaction.
Immediately afterwards,
Lin Yu walked up to Xiao Lie.
Pointing at the black guitar case beside him, he asked,
"Lead singer, can I borrow your guitar?"
Xiao Lie hadn't recovered from the previous shock.
Hearing Lin Yu's question, he got up slowly and replied hoarsely,
"Oh! Sure... no problem."
As he spoke, he took the initiative to take action.
He took out his guitar for Lin Yu.
It was a delicate and fashionable black guitar, which felt great in the hand.
Lin Yu hung the guitar strap around his neck and continued,
"Wasn't the four - language version of 'Sailor Moon' a popular video on Bilibili last month?"
"It was so cool and stylish. When I saw it, I just subconsciously learned it."
"Maybe it won't sound that good. Please bear with me."
On the way here, the sensible "substitute player" had already come up with an excuse for how he could sing it.
Was it a coincidence? Yes, it was.
So what if it was a coincidence?
At this moment, who would care about such details!
Seeing that Lin Yu was about to sing while playing the guitar,
Chi Qingchi rummaged through her bag and took out a crumpled A4 paper:
"The lyrics! Here are the lyrics!"
"Little Lin, I... I'll hold it up!"
Everyone put aside their concerns and gathered behind Chi Qingchi.
Before the noon performance on stage, Lin Yu already felt like a "minor star" in the lounge.
Tsk tsk tsk, this feeling of being in the spotlight didn't seem so bad?
Lin Yu strummed the guitar strings a few times casually to test the tuning.
After getting ready, he symbolically looked at the lyrics in Little Chi's hand and began to sing.
(Actually, he had the lyrics memorized by heart.)
"Oh shi ei dei yo~ shi ei dei yo~ so no~~ shi ku mi wo!"
"Bo ku no na ga ni~ da re ga~ i ru no..."
【Ding!】
【Brilliant move! The Holy Son showcases his amazing skills on the spot, making the charm - users of the Joyous Sect worship him!】
【Reward: 100 spirit stones】
The people who were in awe were not just Chi Qingchi, who was trembling all over.
The other club members on the scene clenched their fists, opened their mouths in an "O" shape, and stared at him with eyes as big as copper bells...
Zhao Yuhao took a deep breath: "!!!"
Previously, he had always thought that Lin Yu was just a good - looking guy.
Unexpectedly...
As soon as he started singing, it was a knockout!
His tone, instrumental skills, and singing ability... were simply astonishing!
It left Zhao Yuhao in awe!
He was convinced in his heart...
Even if it was another song, Lin Yu could still sing it well.
When the language changed from Japanese to Korean, Zhao Yuhao finally relaxed.
He had listened to this song countless times in private.
He knew every pronunciation and every pause by heart.
Lin Yu's performance was simply...
Flawless!
Now...
Little Chi wouldn't have any regrets, right?
No wonder Little Chi didn't choose him... but Lin Yu.
So that was the reason.
A song that breaks one's heart. Where in the world can one find a bosom friend?
Lin Yu sang the entire "Sailor Moon" song without missing a single line.
When the song ended,
the lounge was like a boiling kettle, erupting with shrill screams...
"Ah!!"
"My goodness!!"
"My ears, my ears are having a baby!"
"What a divine performance! Lin Yu, do you need a sidekick?"
"Great god, please take me with you! I'll play the drums for you alone today!"
"Wuwuwu, it's so good. I just want to cry!"
"..."
Zhao Yuhao stood in the last row.
He clapped his hands vigorously, nodded, and occasionally gave a thumbs - up.
Xiao Lie, whose voice was hoarse, couldn't shout.
He could only put his index and middle fingers of his right hand on the palm of his left hand and bend the first knuckles... giving a silent gesture of respect!
After listening to Lin Yu's performance,
Xiao Lie suddenly thought that his fever might not have been in vain.
If he hadn't been sick, how could he have invited this "great god" to step in!
The most excited person, of course, was still Chi Qingchi in front of Lin Yu.
She stood there in a daze for a long time.
The hands holding the lyrics didn't lower for a long time.
Only the tremors of her little hands gradually increased.
Until a soft sobbing sound came from her face hidden behind the paper...
"Hey, Little Chi."
"If you cry and mess up your makeup, it'll be a hassle to redo it."
Lin Yu gently took the lyrics paper out of her hand and tapped her forehead.
The next moment,
Little Chi buried her head in Lin Yu's arms, regardless of others' gazes, and said gratefully and excitedly,
"Little Lin, wuwuwu... I... you..."
This roller - coaster of emotions made the usually smart Little Chi temporarily lose her ability to organize her words.
Lin Yu patted her on the back, signaling with his actions that "he understood, he could empathize".
The otaku girls all cast "extremely ambiguous" looks.
No one broke the atmosphere by making strange noises.
Because everyone was as excited as Little Chi.
The lead guitarist, Xiao Ou (a boy), put his hand on Zhao Yuhao's shoulder.
He didn't say a word either, using a simple gesture to "comfort" their vice - president.
Zhao Yuhao lowered his head, as if talking to Xiao Ou and to himself,
"Great, the singing was so great. I'm almost moved to tears."
...
After a while,
everyone recovered from their excitement.
There was still a lot of preparation to do.
The lead singer had been replaced at the last minute, and the new singer and the band hadn't even had a single rehearsal together.
There was only one chance for a plugged - in rehearsal before going on stage.
The lounge was not big enough to set up the band's equipment.
They could only let Lin Yu sing a cappella while the others "imagined the cooperation" without plugging in their instruments.
Lin Yu only gave one piece of advice to everyone...
Follow the usual rhythm!
With his current skill level,
he didn't need repeated rehearsals. He just needed to cooperate well with the other musicians.
Compared to this,
Lin Yu still had to change his clothes and let Little Chi do a simple makeup for him.
Because at 8:30,
he was going to enter the anime convention venue for his first ever cosplay show!
...
(Here's an extra chapter. I'll keep working hard tomorrow. There are still 281 "power - generating with love" times left until the next extra chapter. I hope you all can support me more!)
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
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.”
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
