"Then wait for me, I'll talk to Uncle Meng."

Xuezhu ran back to the private room quickly.

She would not say that her brother didn't want to stay here, took all the responsibilities on her, and used her age as an excuse with confidence, pretending to be willful and ignorant, and insisted on occupying Meng Yuning and forcibly dragging him to other places to play.

Song Yanping and Pei Lianyi naturally scolded her for being ignorant.

Lao Meng waved his hand: "Forget it, let them go and play. Anyway, Meng Yuning can't help much here."

As soon as he finished speaking, his wife Xu Qin urged into the microphone: "Meng Yun gradually got to the song we ordered, come here."

"Here's here."

"Don't go too far to play. You have to go home before 5:30. Your dad and I will come back later, but when we come back, we must see that you are doing your homework obediently. I will check your homework when I come back. Also, you must not ask your brother to spend money to buy you things, especially those junk food. Have you heard of it?"

A long list of rules hit Xuezhu's head, and she hurriedly left, responded perfunctorily and ran away.

After the old and Meng couple finished singing, the next song was a song ordered by Zhong Zihan.

It's actually a love song duet.

An adult immediately shouted: "Oh, Zihan, who are you going to sing the duet with?"

"Sing with Meng Yuning," Zhong Zihan shouted into the microphone, "Meng Yuning comes out quickly, let's sing a song on the roof, you sing a woman, I sing a man."

Most of the adults' love songs were popular in the 1970s and 1980s. Zhong Zihan couldn't hear the melody and was so old. Zhong Zihan ordered a popular love song to shock the adults' old-fashioned taste, but no one sang the duet with him, so he had to call Meng Yuning as a female voice to make up for it.

Pei Lianyi laughed so hard: "Zihan, you want to sing love songs and come to your female classmate. What's the matter with Ningning?"

"Uncle, don't talk nonsense, I don't want female classmates to sing together." Zhong Zihan explained loudly with a high desire to survive.

Lao Zhong and his wife, who heard their son's explanation, nodded with satisfaction.

"Meng Yuning? Meng Yuning!"

Zhong Zihan searched for a long time but couldn't find anyone, and shouted a few more times.

"Zihan, stop looking for it. Ningning and Xiaozhu are out for fun." Song Yanping said.

"Ah? Why didn't they tell me when they went out to play?" Zhong Zihan was immediately discouraged.

"You ordered so many songs, don't you sing them?"

Zhong Zihan grabbed the face awkwardly: "Then no one sang with me, I'm embarrassed to sing alone."

He ordered pop songs that young people like, but adults haven't heard them much, and they can't sing them. They feel that the lyrics are not catchy. Seeing that half of the song's accompaniment has passed, Lao He still satisfies the show for Zhong Zihan: "Yueyue, stop fiddling with your phone, sing a few songs with your brother."

He Zhengyue immediately raised her head, twisted her facial features, and looked disgusted: "Ah? I don't want it."

Zhong Zihan also immediately refused: "Forget it, I won't sing anymore, just skip it."

"What's wrong with the sister and brother singing a song together? You two sang Little Rabbit together when you were young. You young like to sing this song, but we don't know how to sing it. Sing it quickly, so don't let this song be finished."

Lao He stuffed the microphone into his daughter's hand.

He Zhengyue was reluctant to stuff her cell phone into her pocket and got up to sing with Zhong Zihan.

Both of them have good singing skills. Although the harmony is not as professional as the original singer, it is better than the two of them. After singing a love song, they are a little embarrassed. However, the adults applauded warmly and praised the two of them for their good singing.

The two young people were embarrassed to continue singing.

After singing a few popular songs, adults lamented that the times have changed. Nowadays, the songs that young people like are actually in this tune.

After Zhong Zihan finished singing, he sat down, and He Zhengyue raised her eyebrows to look at him, with a little malicious tone: "Zihan, you can sing so many love songs, are you already in love?"

"...Is it because I can sing love songs to be in love early?" Zhong Zihan's lips twitched, "Sister, can you stop gossiping?"

"I really didn't have an early love?" He Zhengyue obviously refused to let him go. "You secretly told me that I will definitely not tell your parents."

Zhong Zihansheng said undesperately: "If I don't have early love, I don't have time to fall in love early. I can't finish the test paper every day, but I still fall in love early, that's not the case."

He Zhengyue curled her lips and asked another younger brother again: "What about Ningning?"

"No."

He Zhengyue felt incredible: "He doesn't have it either? He is the first in the grade and is handsome. It's impossible for no one to like it. I remember that my grade number one in the grade was super popular. Every day, many girls from other classes squeezed into the queue of his class."

This differential treatment made Zhong Zihan unhappy and said awkwardly: "Then I am still eighth in the grade and I am not bad at all."

He Zhengyue opened her eyes wide and pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh, right? I guess it was when I was a child that I saw your mother change your diapers, so in my heart you are still wearing diapers."

Zhong Zihan: “…”

Back to the topic just now.

"You two really didn't fall in love early? Do you have any girls you like?"

Are all sisters so gossipy?

Zhong Zihan emphasized again: "No, no."

"How do you know that Ningning doesn't have it either?"

"He didn't agree to confess to him. Besides, he was with me every day except class, why didn't I know?" Zhong Zihan said lazily, holding his chin.

He Zhengyue's eyes suddenly shone: "Then is he the type of iceberg school grass in your school?"

"Ah?" Zhong Zihan was stunned for a moment, and then felt uncomfortable because of this nickname. "What iceberg school grass? Have you watched too many Taiwanese idol dramas?"

He Zhengyue's tsk voice: "Tsk, you know what girls like."

"He just doesn't play with girls, but it's okay to talk and communicate normally, okay," Zhong Zihan looked at his sister with a look of helpless expression, "You don't know what Meng Yuning's personality is. You rarely get angry with people."

He Zhengyue continued to ask: "Then doesn't he even have a girl with a closer relationship?"

"Yes, I have."

He Zhengyue said with an ambiguous look: "I knew it was impossible not."

Zhong Zihan smiled and said nothing: "Xiaozhu."

He Zhengyue's expression instantly frozen: "...You are perverted. Xiaozhu doesn't count."

"Why not count?"

"Xiaozhu is still young, I asked about an ambiguous relationship with him."

"You just said that your relationship is close, but you didn't explain it clearly." Zhong Zihan cut.

He Zhengyue sighed: "Why are your high school students more bored than I did at that time?"

Seeing that his sister was disappointed when she didn't ask anything, Zhong Zihan rolled her eyes and suddenly thought of something, and said loudly: "I think I remembered that there is one, Meng Yuning likes her very much."

"who?!"

"Tyrande."

He Zhengyue was confused: "How come this girl's name looks like a foreigner?"

"It's not just foreigners, but Meng Yuning is not of the same race."

"What?" He Zhengyue became even more confused, "Black people? Black people?"

Meng Yuning actually likes interraciality.

"Night Elf."

The four major races in the world have never heard of this species.

He Zhengyue felt something was wrong: "Zhong Zihan, are you playing tricks on me?"

Zhong Zihan smiled so badly: "I didn't play tricks on you, the race in the monsters, Meng Yuning really likes to play this game."

"..." He Zhengyue slapped Zhong Zihan on the back of the head, "Believe it or not, I'll tell your parents that you are secretly playing games?"

Zhong Zihan looked rebellious and taught her a lesson: "It's up to you. Don't ask me such a boring question. If you have time, you should care about me and Meng Yuning. It's better to find a boyfriend by yourself."

He Zhengyue raised her chin arrogantly in an instant: "How do you know I didn't find a boyfriend?"

Zhong Zihan didn't react for a while, and then he stuttered and asked, "Did you have a boyfriend? When?"

"It's just recently, but it's still developing, so it should be soon," He Zhengyue made a swear gesture at him, and pointed at Lao He who was choosing a song next to the song machine, "Don't tell my dad first."

"oh."

The cell phone in her jeans pocket vibrated. He Zhengyue took out her phone and someone had just sent her a text message.

Not to mention who posted it, Zhong Zihan also guessed it.

She stared at the small mobile phone screen with joy, her fingers flying on the keys, and soon the new text message came back quickly.

He Zhengyue finally stopped gossiping about her younger brothers’ high school life, and lowered her head and started talking to her cell phone.

It seemed that the person on the phone was no longer satisfied with the communication of words, so he called him. He Zhengyue suddenly jumped from her seat like a frightened rabbit, covering her mouth with her hand, and whispered in a low voice, "Why did you suddenly call me so scared me?" while hurried to the private room to talk about the phone.

No wonder she is such a goblin, she turns out to be in love.

Zhong Zihan's mouth twitched.

Xiaozhu and Meng Yuning didn't know where to go to play, and they couldn't find anyone without a cell phone.

No one even sang the song with him, and Zhong Zihan suddenly felt that today was boring.

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To be continued...