Chapter 91 - 91 087 An Unexpectedly Good Voice

91: Chapter 087: An Unexpectedly Good Voice 91: Chapter 087: An Unexpectedly Good Voice The three ruffians walked out of Earl KTV, turned a corner, and the blonde ruffian couldn’t resist asking the spiky-haired ruffian, “Shuiyu, why did you stop us just now?” Shuiyu glanced at the entrance of the KTV hall and then said excitedly, “The tall guy just now seemed to be the one Brother Chang ordered us to find recently.” “Brother Chang’s wanted man? What did that kid do to alert Big Brother Chang?” the blonde ruffian exclaimed excitedly. Shuiyu proudly said, “Didn’t you know? Our Blue Wolf Gang almost took over the Qingmu Gang recently, right? It was because that guy interfered and rescued the leader of the Qingmu Gang, Nie Yuling; that’s why we failed. So, Brother Chang, who spearheaded the takeover, hates that meddlesome guy to his core.” “Doesn’t that mean if we report to Brother Chang, it would be a great achievement?” another ruffian shouted excitedly. Shuiyu smirked and said, “Of course. Lao Tao, keep watch here to prevent that kid from escaping. Bitou, let’s go to the Emperor K Club immediately to report to Brother Chang.” “Okay!” The other two ruffians agreed excitedly. … … Meanwhile, after Ye Fan and his group chased away the three ruffians, Lu Xiaoman expressed her concern, “Should we change locations?” “The private room is already reserved, and the minimum fee has been paid. Let’s not bother changing,” said Xie Junru, “Don’t worry, those ruffians were just talking tough.” Ye Fan also comforted, “Right. Sister Xiaoman, nothing will happen.” Yang Yongxi and Sun Dongwen nodded in agreement. When ruffians flee the scene dropping tough lines out of fear, why bother living? “Alright,” Lu Xiaoman nodded. Then, Ye Fan and his group headed to the elevator, took it to the third floor and entered the reserved room, 307. Snacks, fruit plates, and beers were brought in. Before the server could leave, Xie Junru and Sun Dongwen had already grabbed the microphone and started singing “I Am Very Happy.” Ye Fan and Lu Xiaoman sat on the sofa casually chatting, waiting for Yang Yongxi and Zhang Liping to pick songs. Once Yang Yongxi and Zhang Liping had chosen their songs, Lu Xiaoman stood up a little excited and said to Ye Fan, “Ye Fan, let’s also go pick some songs.” Smiling, Ye Fan stood up and walked with Lu Xiaoman to the KTV song selector. “Ye Fan, what song do you want to sing?” Lu Xiaoman asked while operating the KTV song selector. Ye Fan gave a bitter smile and said, “I don’t know how to sing.” “That can’t be true. Don’t be modest; tell me,” Lu Xiaoman said disbelievingly. Ye Fan thought for a moment and said, “Military Green Flower, maybe. I should know how to sing that one.” He wasn’t tone-deaf, but since he joined the military district at sixteen, he had been busy with the training, learning skills, and executing missions. With more sweat in the training grounds and less blood on the battlefield, how could he afford to spend precious time listening to music? Therefore, before arriving in Hua Hai, he almost hadn’t heard any pop music in six years. Lu Xiaoman immediately used Pinyin to help Ye Fan find “Military Green Flower” and selected it. “What’s next?” Lu Xiaoman said, “Pick a duet.” This meant she wanted to sing a love song with him. Obviously, Ye Fan knew what Lu Xiaoman meant, but he really didn’t know any love songs, let alone duets. Worried Lu Xiaoman might misunderstand, he explained seriously, “Sister Xiaoman, I’ve only recently been discharged from the army, and I haven’t listened to pop music for years; I don’t know any songs that have come out in recent years, and I’ve forgotten all the ones I knew before I enlisted, so…” Lu Xiaoman looked at Ye Fan and suddenly felt that his time in the military must have been very tough, and she felt a surge of maternal compassion. She reached out and gently squeezed Ye Fan’s hand to comfort him, then said tenderly, “It must have been very tough for you in the military, right?” “Hehe, not really, I actually enjoyed it,” Ye Fan said with a smile, “You pick the songs. Don’t worry about me.” “Okay,” Lu Xiaoman responded and started selecting songs. In a moment, Lu Xiaoman had chosen four songs and then walked back to the sofa with Ye Fan. Amidst the loud music, Ye Fan and Lu Xiaoman sat close together and chatted. With Lu Xiaoman’s soft body leaning slightly against him, smelling the faint fragrance from her, and listening to her sweet voice beside his ear, Ye Fan was thoroughly enjoying the moment, feeling completely content and happy. After chatting for three or four minutes, the song switched to the next one, which was “Military Green Flower.” It turned out that Lu Xiaoman had prioritized “Military Green Flower” when selecting the songs. “Military Green Flower! That’s yours, right?” Yang Yongxi shouted, handing the microphone to Ye Fan. After passing the mic to Ye Fan, Yang Yongxi immediately turned and pressed a control behind the sofa wall, pausing the music. The sudden silence startled everyone, prompting cries of “Why did it stop?” Yang Yongxi stood up, raised his hands and clapped forcefully, shouting aloud, “Everyone, quiet down! Our comrade Ye Fan will now present ‘Military Green Flower.’ Let’s give him a warm welcome!” Clap clap clap… He led the applause, and Sun Dongwen quickly caught on, clapping forcefully and shouting, “Good! Good!” Xie Junru and Zhang Liping followed with cheering applause. Lu Xiaoman didn’t look pleased but slightly furrowed her brows, she kind of understood Yang Yongxi’s intention and was quite worried that Ye Fan would embarrass himself and be unable to leave the stage with dignity. “Zhang Liping, give me the microphone. I’ll sing a duet with Ye Fan,” she said, standing up and calling out to Zhang Liping. When Zhang Liping was about to hand the microphone to Lu Xiaoman, Yang Yongxi stopped her, shouting, “That won’t do. We agreed to let Ye Fan sing alone.” “That’s right!” Sun Dongwen shouted in support. Originally, Yang Yongxi and Sun Dongwen were not fully convinced by Ye Fan winning over Lu Xiaoman’s heart. Although they lacked confidence in pursuing Lu Xiaoman themselves, they thought of Ye Fan merely as an uneducated, rough former soldier with no diplomas or culture, inferior to them, and certainly not a match for Lu Xiaoman. To them, Ye Fan being with Lu Xiaoman was like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung. Earlier, seeing Ye Fan and Lu Xiaoman intimately whispering to each other, they couldn’t suppress their subconscious jealousy and couldn’t help but want to make Ye Fan look foolish. They imagined that Ye Fan was tone-deaf, completely clueless about music. Ye Fan was no fool; he knew what Yang Yongxi and Sun Dongwen were up to. He chuckled and said to Lu Xiaoman, “Sister Man, let me sing alone.” Saying that, he nodded to Lu Xiaoman, indicating that he could handle it. “Alright then,” seeing the confidence in Ye Fan’s eyes, Lu Xiaoman’s heart suddenly filled with trust in him. Yes, ever since she’d known Ye Fan, his abilities had always surprised her, making her deeply believe there was nothing he couldn’t do. After Lu Xiaoman sat back down on the couch, Ye Fan took the microphone, walked to the front, turned to face everyone, and said through the microphone, “I dedicate ‘Military Green Flower’ to everyone, I hope for your kind care and mutual love in the future.” Hearing this, Yang Yongxi and Sun Dongwen blushed slightly, shifting their gazes away, feeling somewhat embarrassed to look Ye Fan in the eye. However, Ye Fan had already turned away, facing the large LCD screen. Yang Yongxi turned and unpaused the music, and the prelude to “Military Green Flower” began to play. Ye Fan listened to the music’s introduction, brewing his emotions. “Cold winds and falling leaves, the army is a green flower. Beloved comrades, don’t think of home. Don’t think of mother. My voice calls day and night, how many heartfelt words, don’t have tearful eyes when we part, the military camp is our warm home. …” As Ye Fan’s rich, deep baritone filled the room, Yang Yongxi, Xie Junru, and others were taken aback. Xie Junru and Zhang Liping couldn’t help but clap their hands and loudly exclaimed, “Sounds great!” “Thank you.” Taking a moment to breathe, Ye Fan turned and smiled at Xie Junru and others, then turned back to continue singing intently. In fact, the most shocked was Lu Xiaoman. When choosing the song, Ye Fan plainly told her he didn’t know how to sing, and she believed he wouldn’t lie to her about such things. She had thought he’d be off-key, but unexpectedly, he sang wonderfully, even better than professional singers. She looked at Ye Fan’s upright, strong figure and determined profile, listening to his captivating song, and couldn’t help becoming infatuated. Throughout Ye Fan’s mesmerizing singing, Yang Yongxi and Sun Dongwen exchanged glances, both seeing a wry smile on each other’s face. Ye Fan was not the tone-deaf person they had imagined; he sang even better than the original artist. They thought they’d make Ye Fan embarrass himself slightly, but it ended up slapping their own faces instead. “…just have to put love aside white clouds floating carry away my love the military green flower is given to her.” It took some time for Xie Junru, Yang Yongxi, and others to come back to their senses, then they clapped vigorously. Yang Yongxi loudly laughed and said, “Ye Fan, did you professionally study singing before? You sing so well! You would easily qualify for ‘China’s Good Voice’!” Ye Fan chuckled and replied, “Thank you for the compliment,” then, seeing the LCD switch to the next song, ‘Rock Together,’ while passing the microphone, he asked with a smile, “Who’s going to sing ‘Rock Together’ now?” As he looked toward Yang Yongxi, Xie Junru, and others, he accidentally caught Xie Junru and Zhang Liping staring at him, their eyes swirling with emotion, clearly touched. This gave him a shiver, and he quickly shifted his gaze to Yang Yongxi and Sun Dongwen, secretly thinking, “No way? Did my singing charm them this much? They better not fall for me; I’m only interested in top-notch beauties.” After handing the microphone to Yang Yongxi, Ye Fan walked back to sit next to Lu Xiaoman and asked with a smile, “How did I sing?” “Feigning ignorance!” Lu Xiaoman coquettishly rolled her eyes at Ye Fan, then moved two inches closer and said softly with a slight pout, “I had no idea you could sing so well; all my worries were needless.” “Heh, I didn’t know I could sing this well myself,” Ye Fan innocently replied, “Actually, I was just sure I wouldn’t be out of tune.” “Mhm, I believe you,” Lu Xiaoman said with a smile, “Why don’t you learn to sing other popular songs, too? Sing for me whenever you have time; I love hearing you sing.” “Okay,” Ye Fan said, smiling, as he casually wrapped his armgently around Lu Xiaoman’s slender, soft waist, then withdrew his hand. Lu Xiaoman couldn’t help but emit a delicate moan, bowed her head, and her pretty face blushed crimson.