41: Chapter 41 Lottery! Obtaining the Singing God Ability!

"Stubbornly for... candlelit night roaming"

"Midnight chick... star, like running oil..."

"Cover... every scabbed wound of yours... roar"

"Mom... made aged fierce game..."

...

Xia Ning: "！！！"

She got goosebumps all over and immediately understood the meaning in the eyes of those four girls.

It seemed they had already experienced Qin Xun's singing voice.

Immediately after, she saw Liu Yiyi, who had been sleeping on the sofa, shudder and jolt awake, lifting her head with a bewildered expression.

Seeing that it was Qin Xun belting out a tune, her little face scrunched up like a bitter melon, and she slowly covered her ears with both hands, burying her face into the soft sofa.

Xia Ning looked at the four hostesses and couldn't help but feel helpless.

She saw the four girls curled up like frightened quails, clinging tightly to each other as if they had encountered some terrifying rainy-night serial killer.

Meanwhile, Qin Xun was singing with increasing fervor, unable to restrain himself, and stood up.

The volume grew even louder!

"Invite you to squeeze and see the missing roar in my heart"

"Remaining warmth in the cracks roar"

Xia Ning only felt her brain buzzing.

She looked up at Qin Xun, who cared nothing for others and only sought his own pleasure, her brows knitting tighter and tighter.

This was tone-deaf, singing so far off-key it reached the heavens.

She would rather listen to the donkeys braying at the village entrance than listen to Qin Xun sing.

Yet, he looked completely intoxicated.

He was truly terrible, yet loved to perform!

Suddenly!

The singing stopped.

The room fell silent.

Xia Ning let out a sigh of relief, as if a drowning person had crawled onto the riverbank, finally breathing fresh air.

Qin Xun froze!

A cold, mechanical voice rang out in his mind.

[Congratulations to the host for reaching 10,000 slacking-off value, you have obtained one lucky draw opportunity.]

He was somewhat surprised.

What was going on?

How long had it been, and it was already at 10,000?

It had grown by nearly 5,000 in half a day?

Qin Xun looked down at Xia Ning.

Could it be that the slacking-off value only grew rapidly when he slacked off in front of colleagues and in places with many women?

Xia Ning saw that Qin Xun's expression was a bit strange as he looked at her, and she felt a bit uncomfortable, so she smiled and said,

"Qin Xun, you are humble enough!"

"To actually call this 'not very good'?"

She emphasized the word "very."

But she saw that Qin Xun didn't answer; he was staring at her blankly, looking somewhat dazed.

Xia Ning panicked a little, her heart pounding.

Why is he staring at me?

Maybe I shouldn't go to the shared apartment tonight?

It feels so dangerous!

Qin Xun was dazed because another cold, mechanical voice had rung in his mind.

[Does the host wish to draw?]

He thought to himself: "Draw!"

Suddenly!

A panel that only he could see appeared, with a turntable on it, and the pointer stopped.

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the "Singing God" ability.]

In an instant, a massive amount of singing knowledge and techniques flooded into Qin Xun's body.

His whole body shuddered.

At this moment, he saw that Xia Ning's expression was a little nervous.

"Sorry, I... I shouldn't have made fun of you."

Qin Xun smiled slightly, flicked his finger, and the microphone spun beautifully in his hand.

Xia Ning was startled.

Qin Xun laughed, "It's okay, knowing shame leads to courage, right!"

Seeing him snap out of it, Xia Ning let out a sigh of relief.

But suddenly, she saw Qin Xun make a big jump, leaping onto the coffee table and knocking over the fruit platter.

Qin Xun looked down from his high position, scanning the room.

He saw the four girls looking up at him with hearts in their eyes, as if they had been struck by his handsomeness.

Liu Yiyi on the sofa sat up, looking up with a confused expression.

And Xia Ning, with her head tilted back and mouth slightly open, actually looked uncharacteristically dazed.

It was rare to see such an expression on her face.

Qin Xun smiled, picked up the microphone, and brought it to his lips.

His voice came out through the speakers.

"I didn't sing well just now, so I'll do it again, dedicated to my little assistant."

The four girls let out an "eew" sound and huddled together again.

Liu Yiyi fell back onto the sofa with a look of despair, slowly burying her head back into the cushions.

Xia Ning: "！！！"

She stood up abruptly and urged him to stop,

"That's really not necessary!"

Qin Xun, ignoring their plight, began to sing.

"At this moment, the orioles are flying and the grass is growing, the person I love is on the way."

"I know he braves the wind and rain, passing by the sunset without appreciation."

"Crossing through the sea of people, only to embrace you."

"At this moment, the bright moon is in the sky, the person I love holds starlight in their hands."

"I know he rides the wind and waves, having traveled through the darkness once."

"Empathizing, giving you redemption and ardent hope."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the whole room was shocked!

The four girls were momentarily dazed, letting go of their tightly held hands and looking up at Qin Xun, the hearts in their eyes flowing out like a waterfall.

This appearance, this figure, this singing voice, this aura—he didn't lose out to any top-tier idol star.

If he came to work at a KTV, wouldn't he become the top host?

Liu Yiyi climbed up from the sofa, looking up at Qin Xun in a daze.

This... could it be that he was messing with us just now?

And started singing seriously when Xia Ning arrived?

Eh... what song is this?

I've never heard it!

It sounds so good!

As she listened, she felt the emotions in the song and recalled some old memories; her eyes gradually moistened.

Suddenly, Liu Yiyi's gaze fell on Xia Ning, and her eyes dimmed slightly.

She is so beautiful!

Xia Ning stood there, looking up at Qin Xun, and was gradually drawn into the atmosphere of the song.

Gentle.

Healing.

But why, why did her heart ache slightly?

It was as if she had lost something.

Her heart felt so empty.

Suddenly, Qin Xun looked down and smiled at her.

Xia Ning smiled back, her expression calm and gentle, yet carrying a hint of bitterness.

Her eyes gradually moistened.

In her heart, it seemed something was missing.

She felt a bit lonely.

...

"Let the starlight add a bit of rainbow."

"Let the cherry blossoms secretly kiss your forehead."

"Let the beauty of the world be inextricably linked with you."

The song ended.

Qin Xun stood on the coffee table, head slightly raised, posture upright, waiting for applause.

He waited for a while, but found the surroundings eerily quiet, with faint sounds of sobbing.

He looked down and saw the four girls huddled together, heads buried and weeping.

Qin Xun was amazed; this Singing God ability was too overpowering!

He asked softly, "What's wrong with you all?"

The girls said with tearful voices,

"I just suddenly felt so sad... thinking of my first love."

"I thought of my ex-boyfriend."

"I thought of my ex-ex-boyfriend, he cheated on me."

"I thought of my ex-ex-ex-boyfriend, he got hit by a car and died."

Qin Xun felt a bit guilty and was about to offer comfort.

The girl then added, "Good riddance!"

Qin Xun: "..."

He turned his head to look at Liu Yiyi and saw that she also had tears in her eyes; it seemed she had also been stirred by many past events, so he gave her an encouraging look.

Liu Yiyi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and nodded gently in response.

Finally, Qin Xun's gaze fell on Xia Ning's face.

He saw that her eyes were only slightly red, with no tears.

As expected, she was an ice beauty.

Qin Xun asked with a smile, "You don't have an ex-boyfriend?"

Xia Ning was stunned for a moment, then smiled,

"I've never been in a relationship."

Qin Xun smiled and said,

"Then you should be the one crying the hardest."

Xia Ning: "..."

She looked up at Qin Xun, and seeing him wanting to get off the coffee table, she politely reached out her hand to help him.

"What song is this?"