The elevator door opened and the three of them came to the front desk hall.

Ma Yu and Fang Xiaoxiao were sitting on the sofa. After seeing them, they were waving toward them.

"Sister Hua, you guys are so slow. I remember you came out first before Xiaoxiao and me."

Ma Yu came to the three of them and said.

"Uncle Yang and Ai Liang met. They chatted on the roadside for a while and were delayed a lot of time." Yue Qihua summarized the story in a concise manner, and then used the Spring and Autumn style to save most of the important information.

After hearing this, Fang Xiaoxiao immediately exclaimed: "Hey?! Ailiang, go see Yue..."

Before he finished speaking, Ma Yu skillfully covered his mouth.

"Today, this KTV is almost all from our school. I want to go to the small class box first. If you stay for a while and leave, remember to send us a message."

After Ma Yu finished speaking, he hugged Fang Xiaoxiao like a child and walked towards the private room. During this period, he kept covering her mouth so that she would not say anything inappropriate.

The three of them ignored Fang Xiaoxiao's nonsense in a sympathy.

Ailiang and his class have a total of two private rooms. The more extroverted people in the class have come. Those who don’t like this environment do not force it, except Ailiang.

Several people walked to the door of the private room and could feel the air vibrating before they opened it.

This was the first time Yang Xingyue came to such a place and seemed a little timid. She followed Ai Liang and entered the private room.

"Oh, Sister Hua is here!"

"Isn't this Quanmin's husband? You were forced to come over by Sister Hua, right?"

"Will Xingyue have a love song to sing a chorus later?"

The arrival of the three made the private room much more lively, and both men and women expressed their welcome.

Yang Xingyue was obviously not very adaptable to this environment. As soon as she entered the door, she was blinded by neon lights and LED lights. The colorful lights were extremely eye-catching in the dim environment, as if she wanted to pull people into a psychedelic and weird world.

The noise of the microphone made people feel upset, and the sound waves made people feel dizzy. Yang Xingyue felt dizzy after sitting down for less than two minutes.

In this environment, she subconsciously sat next to Ai Liang in order to seek a sense of security. The two of them were almost the same distance. Fortunately, Ai Liang did not show any special care, so she stayed with peace of mind.

After a song, Yang Xingyue felt that the world seemed to be quiet. She accidentally moved to Ailiang, and then quietly observed the surroundings while holding the fruit to see if anyone noticed her little movements.

Fortunately, everyone's attention was on Yue Qihua holding the microphone, and they didn't care about the two people in the corner.

Yang Xingyue breathed a sigh of relief and walked a few centimeters to the side. I wonder if the range of his movement was too small, so the distance between the two did not shorten much.

Another song passed, and Yang Xingyue finally came to Ai Liang's side. She stretched out her little hand and gently held Ai Liang's clothes. When she held it, she felt peace in her heart and couldn't help but smirk secretly.

So, did Ai Liang really not find it?

The moment Yang Xingyue held the corner of her clothes, Ai Liang looked at the wall on the left expressionlessly, and he was forced into a dead end.

I have given up all the way, and I have no way to retreat, so if I go back, I can only sit on the handrail of the sofa.

After singing two songs, Yue Qihua put down her microphone and walked towards the two of them. Before she could speak, Ai Liang asked to go to the bathroom, and then walked out of the private room without looking back.

Yue Qihua left a confused person.

When he came back, the private room changed its style.

Gong Yi, the teacher Gong Huo, who was in charge of passing the message at the door of the class, picked up the microphone, and most of them put their hands on their knees as if they were listening attentively.

Ai Liang was a little confused. Is that guy who didn’t talk while preparing to sing so well?

With curiosity, Ai Liang returned to the sofa and sat down.

He soon regretted it.

"Every time ↑, I am in ↑! Wandering ↑ in loneliness..."

An angry shout announced the beginning of Gong Yi's personal performance show. His voice with extremely penetrating power echoed in the private room. On the battlefield, he was the leader who shouted "Run! Kill!".

Ai Liang's face was distorted. He looked at the people who were covering his ears and finally understood why he had to put his hands on his knees.

Gong Yi's singing gives people a special sense of torture. Listening to his songs, it seems that he sees Zhang Fei and Li Kui holding hands and driving a tractor sweetly on the endless prairie. The wheels are still square...

This guy sang an invisible wing into the wings of steel.

The key is that he himself is still intoxicated with the screen without any hindrance.

"Zhou Ying! I like you!"

Wait a minute, this sentence is included in the lyrics?

Everyone was covering their ears, but Gong Yi suddenly confessed.

The girl named Zhou Ying was stunned and stared at him blankly.

It was not until the girl next to her touched her with her elbow that she could recover.

"You..." Her face turned red, and being confessed in front of so many people, except for joy, she could only be ashamed. Under the gaze of everyone, she wanted to get under the coffee table.

"You can't change the other place, idiot!" Zhou Ying replied loudly with a self-deprecating self-reliance.

Gong Yi's uneasiness disappeared and he walked to Zhou Ying happily and took her hand.

Papa, papa, applause and cheers sounded in the private room.

Zhou Ying covered her face with one hand and was led by Gong Yi. The two of them came to Ai Liang to sit down.

No, why are you here for me?

Ai Liang, who was eating melons, looked shocked, but Gong Yi smiled and patted Ai Liang on the shoulder, and winked at him.

Ai Liang looked at Yang Xingyue beside him, and then looked at the other students present.

Do you think this place is a special place for couples? No wonder no one sits around you.

Ai Liang only felt a headache when he was misunderstood, and they didn't believe it.

"Ailiang..."

At this time, Yang Xingyue suddenly shouted Ai Liang's name.

She herself didn't know what it meant to speak at this time, but she subconsciously shouted out under the agitation.

After reacting, Yang Xingyue did not lower her head shyly as usual, but looked at him with a burning look.

Facing Yang Xingyue's gaze, Ai Liang thought for two seconds, then reached out and picked up a piece of watermelon from the coffee table: "There are more, enough to eat."

"I didn't mean that!" Yang Xingyue shouted aggrievedly.

"Then why are you calling me?" Ai Liang pretended to be stupid and stunned.

"I...I, what I want to eat is an apple..."

As the saying goes, one-time effort will fade away again and then exhaust, and the courage generated by the atmosphere will be limited after all, and Yang Xingyue finally did not dare to say it out.

Yue Qihua, who had been observing secretly, let out a long sigh of relief. As for whether she was disappointed with Yang Xingyue or she was relieved, she only knew.

"Is there anyone else to confess? If not, I will have another song." Yue Qihua shouted loudly.

"Can Sister Hua confess to you?"

"climb."

......

Half an hour later, Ai Liang and his group refused the invitation to the dinner and came to the dessert shop.

"Sister Hua, how many people are confessing to you in your private room? We almost confess to each love song, one song alone, and it feels like a blind date."

Fang Xiaoxiao asked with a childlike edge on the menu.

"It's okay, only three."

Yue Qihua's eyes looked for the sweet slices of her heart in the name of a bunch of cakes, and finally chose the coffee cake.
Chapter completed!