Li Yang really does look like a prince, turning the class event into a mini concert.
The program crew crowded in, waving their hands and humming along behind the camera, some even trying to hold back their screams for him.
His charm is evident, even if you’ve never seen him on stage before, you can glimpse how popular he is while performing.
If this were an offline stage, it would definitely be thousands singing along and tens of thousands screaming.
And Sunshine Prince singing a deep, tragic song is already a contrast, enough to draw people in.
"This song makes me think the person in it doesn’t know what’s good for them," Mu Qiu whispers to Shu Ran next to her, "looking at Li Yang, his charm is not bad at all."
Shu Ran glanced at her: "Otherwise, why do you think he has so many fans, and why does the program crew spend a lot of money to invite him?"
She shrugged: "Makes sense. Maybe I’m the only one they’re eyeing for my intelligence."
Shu Ran had already learned the ultimate skill of calmly retorting: "I beg you, have some dignity."
Lin Lian, sitting next to them, covered his mouth to hide his laughter.
"Lin Lian, what are you going to perform later?" Shu Ran turned to ask him.
Bai Shu and the others immediately focused their gaze on him.
Lin Lian looked forward calmly: "I haven’t systematically learned singing and dancing, just a few songs and some instruments, so I chose to play and sing with a guitar."
"You can play the guitar?" Chuchu popped up from a spot at the round table, asking sweetly, "Besides the guitar, what else can you play?"
His glass-like eyes lowered, then glanced towards Li Yang, avoiding direct eye contact with her: "A bit of piano, violin, ukulele, and drums."
Chuchu exclaimed in surprise.
The others weren’t as flamboyant but looked at him with admiration.
Shu Ran: "Playing so many instruments? That’s quite impressive."
Mu Qiu kept nodding: "It is impressive, but you’re only eighteen, right? Were your middle school years just classes and exams, plus attending art classes outside of school?"
"Yes. Every day traveling between school and tutoring and art classes, when there was a rare holiday, I’d join summer and winter camps."
"That’s quite miserable." Mu Qiu scrunched her face in sympathy, glancing at Cheng Zhirang beside her.
Now it was Lin Lian’s turn to be curious: "You’ve never had tutoring experiences?"
"We did, but not as intensive as yours. We mostly took singing and dancing lessons," Bai Shu chimed in.
Shu Ran: "We took performance classes."
"I never went to tutoring classes." Mu Qiu casually scratched Cheng Zhirang’s palm as she spoke.
"Because my parents are university professors, there was never a need for tutoring."
"Your parents are university professors?" Guan Yu, who had returned at some point, interjected.
"I saw online that either your family is countryside supporters who spent decades raising a promising daughter, or you’re secretly wealthy, and they sent you here to boost your work’s popularity."
Mu Qiu: "...There’s such outrageous gossip online?"
"True, there’s also gossip online saying Brother Huai and Shu Ran are true loves."
She casually shared this bombshell news, shocking a group of people, making Mu Qiu unable to hear Li Yang’s deep, sexy song anymore, only the phrase "Brother Huai and Shu Ran are true loves" echoing in her ears.
"Wow, such groundbreaking news?!"
Shi Yuhuai spat out his snack, choking it into his windpipe, coughing loudly.
Shu Ran’s eyebrows shot up, her eyes wide, her voice unsteady with anger: "Who spread these false rumors?!"
Guan Yu calmly sat down: "Don’t get worked up. This isn’t even the most exaggerated, I just peeked at the assistant’s screen, and people are posting in the live chat that Brother Cheng and Lin Lian are a perfect match."
Mu Qiu sitting between them: "Huh? Should I leave?"
She pretended to stand up, but Cheng Zhirang pressed her back down.
"Sit tight."
"Alright, Brother Cheng, alright Brother Cheng, I’m sitting tight now."
Under everyone’s teasing gazes, one of the subjects, Lin Lian, felt uneasy, especially under Mu Qiu’s indescribable gaze, he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.
"I think everyone should seriously watch Brother Li Yang’s performance."
"Speaking of Li Yang," Guan Yu squinted again, "there are also people online saying he’s a perfect match for Brother Cheng, oh, and Brother Huai is also a good match for Brother Cheng."
Mu Qiu: "What, is Brother Cheng some high-quality car part, matching with so many?"
Cheng Zhirang gently caught her hand that was constantly scratching, speaking softly: "You match with me best."
Others: "Ugh—"
"Watch the performance, watch the performance, I can’t take it anymore, my meals from yesterday are turning sour."
Everyone’s attention returned to Li Yang in the middle of the lake.
Li Yang’s song was close to the end, singing the last two lines softly, his voice sexiness almost excessive, Guan Yu sitting below couldn’t help but scream for him.
"Li Yang, you’re so handsome! How can you be so handsome?!"
"Stage Prince! Li Yang, you’re the best!"
"Mom loves you!"
Li Yang, having finished playing, nearly stumbled into the lake from the shock of someone calling "Mom."
Surrounded by applause and screams, he bowed shyly and said thank you, sprinting back to the shell room.
Guan Yu stood outside the shell room balcony, raising a hand towards the opposite side, mist suddenly emerged from the bushes by the lake.
The mist gradually enveloped the whole lake, creating quite a lively atmosphere.
Guan Yu, satisfied, raised the microphone: "Just now, our first performer Li Yang, his play and singing was truly mesmerizing, although I personally think it still can’t match the original group song La La La La Wu Mi, it’s already very good.
Now, let’s welcome our second performer, Shi Yuhuai!"
Shi Yuhuai, engrossed in the gossip: "?"
"When did I become the second performer?"
Guan Yu laughed mischievously: "Just now. Brother Huai, go ahead boldly, if all else fails, you could model a walk on that pathway, showcasing what you just carried, the mattress."
Carrying a mattress as a model walk, what a unique show that would be, certainly eye-catching and captivating.
Shi Yuhuai sneered: "I won’t."
"Then what are you going to perform?"
"I have teammates, we’re going to perform together." He put down his snack, looking at Mu Qiu.
Li Yang’s mouth dropped: "You’re going to perform a comedy skit? Impossible, Brother Huai doesn’t seem suited for that role."
Guan Yu clicked her tongue twice, squinting: "Mu Qiu, you’re actually performing with Brother Huai? What kind of spectacular program requires both of you to complete it?"
"I received a fifty-cent deposit from Brother Huai, helping him complete this special performance," Mu Qiu sighed, standing up, "You won’t guess what kind of program we’re performing."
"What is it?"
Cheng Zhirang: "Violin performance ’Night of Confession.’