56: Chapter 56: Spending this 300,000 feels like being scammed!

"Can this really go viral?"

Xia Ning put down her phone, glanced at the messy scene in the banquet hall, and turned to look at Qin Xun, asking.

She was a bit worried.

"This song doesn't seem to fit the wedding atmosphere very well; the vibe isn't very lively!"

Qin Xun wasn't in a rush and replied.

"We'll know tomorrow!"

As he said this, he stood up.

Xia Ning asked: "You're heading home already?"

Qin Xun shook his head: "I'm going backstage to check on the little one; she seems very unhappy."

Xia Ning nodded.

Indeed!

They had spent 300,000 to hire the young girl to do a gig at the wedding, only for 30-something non-professionals to film it with their phones.

If it weren't for Qin Xun's reputation, Song Ying would definitely have called the police to report him as a scammer!

Backstage.

Song Ying was sitting on a small stool in a corner, head bowed, her face full of disappointment.

Looking at the scene on stage just now, it wasn't even as lively as the atmosphere at her own school's evening gala.

People at school at least gave her flowers when she sang!

She really couldn't understand how this could possibly go viral.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps, looked up, and saw Qin Xun.

She looked at Qin Xun, was silent for a moment, and gave a bitter smile.

"Brother, I don't blame you!"

Qin Xun was taken aback and laughed.

Kids are just impatient!

He walked over, sat on a small stool next to Song Ying, and just as he was about to offer some comfort, he suddenly heard a low sob.

He turned his head and looked at another corner four or five meters away.

The bride was buried in the groom's arms, her voice choked with sobs.

"It's all my fault. If my grandfather hadn't suddenly gotten sick, you wouldn't have had to take out over a hundred thousand, and our wedding wouldn't be so shabby."

The groom comforted her.

"It's okay, we're family."

After saying this, he didn't say anything else; he seemed to be a man of few words.

The bride felt even sadder.

"What plastic flowers, and the banquet hall is too small."

"And that so-called internet celebrity singer with 400,000 followers."

"Zhao Juan usually doesn't care about these things, but today she insisted on mentioning it, saying she had tissues ready to cry, but ended up just seeing a joke."

Her voice was choked with sobs.

"I only held up her reimbursement form for a moment, right? It was clearly a discrepancy in the accounts; it was her problem."

The groom gently patted the bride's shoulder, saying nothing.

The bride continued, feeling even more aggrieved.

"It wouldn't matter if Zhao Juan was being sarcastic to me, but it dragged you, a grown man, down to be looked down upon by them too."

The groom: "It's fine, I'm fine."

When the bride heard this, she felt even sadder.

"Why don't you scold me?"

The groom chuckled.

"I won't scold you, I can't bear to."

Qin Xun watched, feeling a bit moved.

In this restless society, it was a blessing to see a couple who supported each other through thick and thin.

At this moment, the emcee's voice came from the front.

"Next, we invite the bride's niece to come on stage and perform a children's song, 《A Happy Life is Like a Flower》."

Qin Xun turned his head and saw a little girl running backstage, preparing to run up the stairs to the stage.

Thinking of how his own grandfather had also been hospitalized not long ago, he suddenly felt a rush of emotion.

He quickly got up, caught up to the little girl in two or three steps, and grabbed her braids.

He snatched the microphone from her hand.

"I'll go first!"

The little girl was completely dumbfounded, feeling like she was being bullied, and wanted to cry.

Song Ying sat in the corner, completely dumbfounded.

The groom and bride were also completely dumbfounded.

Crashing the stage?

...

Qin Xun, unhurried and composed, walked onto the stage.

The emcee was startled to see a tall, imposing, and very handsome man walk up, thinking to himself, wasn't it supposed to be a little girl?

"May I ask who you are?"

Qin Xun glanced at the emcee, swallowed the "I'm your daddy" that was about to blurt out, and took the microphone.

Looking at the guests eating, drinking, and playing on their phones under the stage, he spoke in a low, magnetic voice that wasn't as greasy and pretentious as the emcee's.

"I am the singer the groom hired for 100,000 yuan!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole room was shocked.

There was the sound of bowls and chopsticks being dropped.

100,000 yuan? That's not cheap! He must be bluffing!

This sentence was like a thunderclap on a clear day, instantly attracting the attention of the entire banquet hall.

Seeing a handsome man with a straight posture and a clean temperament standing on the stage, for a moment, they didn't know if what he said was true or false.

Some young girls' eyes instantly lit up, and they quietly took out their phones to film.

Who cares if it's true or false. How could I waste an opportunity to openly sneak photos of a handsome guy?

Emcee: "..."

According to their schedule, this character wasn't supposed to appear. Could he be here to crash the stage?

He was all smiles, preparing to use a line like "Thank you, sir, for that joke" to ease the awkward atmosphere, when Qin Xun's next words made the emcee feel even more awkward!

"I am the most amazing singer in all of Haicheng!"

"Out of respect for the bride and groom, I gave a discount and only charged 100,000 yuan to sing a song for everyone today."

The banquet hall was silent.

Everyone stared at each other.

For a moment, they were stunned by Qin Xun's shameless confidence!

They didn't know if this was a comedy show or really a singing show.

Cheng Wan: "..."

Colleagues: "..."

Xia Ning: "..."

She frowned slightly.

Is this Qin Xun's way of making Song Ying happy? Getting on stage to act like a clown? That's quite a big sacrifice! Heh—men!

Backstage.

The bride looked up at the groom.

"Is that true?"

The groom looked nervous.

"No."

The bride became nervous too.

"It's over, Zhao Juan is going to see us as a joke again!"

On stage.

Qin Xun held the microphone and lowered his head slightly.

A low, magnetic voice flowed out like a stream.

"He will be your groom"

"From now on, he is your lifelong companion"

"Everything about him will be closely related to you; you will share in both fortune and misfortune"

The spotlight shone on Qin Xun, his singing deep and graceful, coating the entire banquet hall in an atmosphere that was like rain, like mist, and like wind.

"She will be your bride"

"She is entrusted to your hands by others with care"

"You must use your whole life to take care of her with double the effort; you will share in both bitterness and joy"

After this part was finished, many couples in the banquet hall were stunned!

In Qin Xun's singing, they heard "a man's responsibility," "a woman's trust," "a woman's preciousness," and "a man's duty." Sharing fortune and misfortune, sharing sadness and joy.

The singing tugged at the heartstrings of every couple present, making them fall into deep contemplation, recalling every little detail of the past.

Gradually, tears welled up in many people's eyes.

The couples under the stage stared blankly at Qin Xun on the stage, their chests filled with accumulating emotions, feeling suffocated.

Just as they were struggling to hold back their tears and avoid losing their composure, the final straw fell gently.

Qin Xun sang.

"It must be a special destiny"

"That allowed us to walk all the way here and become a family"

"How much he loves you, you return that much to him, looking for the possibility of happiness"

"From now on, you are no longer alone"

"You must think of each other everywhere and at all times, thinking of 'us'"

"How much you give"

"That's how complete love becomes"

...

Suddenly, in the corner of the banquet hall, a woman's sobbing sound rang out.