Chapter 921 Don't Let Conan Sing
Although it was just a joke, everyone couldn't help but smile mischievously.
Except for Suzuki Sonoko's expression which was a little subtle - although girls are born to be obsessed with others, but if they obsessed with the person they like, the feeling is still very subtle.
But perhaps influenced by the atmosphere, Suzuki Sonoko suddenly imagined that scene, two muscular men...
Oh! No, no, how can I do this! Suzuki Sonoko shook her head vigorously, leaving Mao Lilan and Miyano Shiho beside her with a puzzled look.
However, Mariko Kamimatsu seemed to have noticed something and smiled at Suzuki Sonoko. The latter blushed and looked away guiltily.
"Okay, okay, let's start the second round." Hino Hazel said with a smile.
Shuffle the cards and draw them.
Yuya drew 5, just one step away from the king, Miyano Shiho drew 9, and Suzuki Sonoko drew 2.
Mao Lilan looked at the poker cards and felt a little regretful that she was not the king this time.
At this time, Hino Hazelnut proudly slapped the playing cards on the table: "Hahaha, it's my turn!"
"Then give the order, Your Majesty!" Youya said in a serious tone, and everyone else looked at her.
Gulp! Being looked at like this, Hino Hazel couldn't help swallowing her saliva and suddenly became a little nervous.
Suzuki Sonoko watched anxiously, praying in her heart that a situation like that would not happen again.
Hino Haruna thought for a few seconds, then said: "Then... Number 5..."
Yuya remained expressionless, but his heart skipped a beat, Masaka!
All I heard was Hino Hazel said, "No, let's go with number 7. Number 7, go up and sing a song!"
In order to prevent strange things like what just happened from happening again, Hino Hazel decided to designate only one person so that there would be no problems.
This is only the second round. It would be terrible if everyone loses interest in playing.
Everyone looked at each other: "Who is number 7?"
At this time, Conan raised his hand: "It's me!"
"What?!" Yuya, Miyano Shiho, Mori Ran and Suzuki Sonoko all changed color as if they had heard something horrible.
"Well, um, can you withdraw your request and change it?" Mao Lilan raised her hand tentatively.
"Damn it!" Hino Hazel refused mercilessly, "You have to follow the rules. Otherwise, if you set a precedent, people behind you will break the rules whenever they encounter something they don't want to do, right?"
"This..." Mao Lilan also understood it in her heart, but it was really...
"No, I really suggest changing the request, just this time." Youya still wanted to struggle, but Hino Hazelnut and others insisted on following the rules and refused to agree.
"No, no, we can't break the rules!" Yuto Chikawa shook his head repeatedly, "Besides, it's just a song."
There was no choice but for Youye and the others to agree, thinking to themselves - this was your own request.
Conan was a little confused. Why didn't Yuya and the others want to listen to him sing? Was his singing really that bad?
Mariko Kamimatsu smiled and said to Conan: "Come on up and sing, kid."
Conan nodded, and walked over to pick up the microphone with great anticipation. The microphone was a bit large, so Conan could just hold it tightly with both hands. He excitedly requested a song -
He originally wanted to sing today to show off his singing skills, but Yuya and the others wouldn't let him get the microphone.
Now I finally got what I wanted.
Yuya and the others looked at each other in despair, their sights falling on the paper towels on the table at the same time. They rushed over and each tore off a small piece, crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it into their ears.
Suzuki Sonoko handed two small paper balls to Kyogoku Makoto and urged him, "Makoto, put them in your ears quickly."
Kyogoku Makoto looked at the paper ball in his palm, then looked at Yuya, Miyano Shiho, and Mao Lilan, who had already stuffed the paper balls into their ears, and asked in confusion: "Why do you do this?"
Suzuki Sonoko glanced at Conan and saw that he had closed his eyes and was about to sing. There was no time to explain, so she could only say: "You will know soon."
A question mark popped up above Kyogoku Makoto's head. He looked at his friends and saw that they had all stuffed their ears with paper balls. Out of trust in them, he also stuffed paper balls into his ears.
Of course, the actions of Yuya and the others were seen by Hino Hazelnut and others, and they couldn't help but guess in their hearts that maybe the little kid's singing might be really bad.
Otherwise they wouldn't have to change their requirements and now they're stuffing paper balls into their ears.
However, several people laughed in their hearts. How bad could a person's singing be? After all, they were young and had experienced too few storms.
If you work hard in society for a few years...
Before they could continue their thoughts, they were abruptly interrupted by a "voice from the sky".
“&*&%…&*@！*&）&”
Conan stood next to the jukebox, holding the microphone in his hand and closing his eyes, completely immersed in his own world of music.
Hino Hazel and others' pupils trembled - why? They were acting normal when they were talking, and even a little cute if they pinched their lips.
Why does it become like this when singing?
The voice was extremely hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing against glass, harsh and sharp. Hino Hazelnut and the others felt a dull pain in their eardrums.
Not only was the sound unpleasant, but the rhythm was also irregular, sometimes high and sometimes low. Sometimes it sounded like a strong wind whistling through a valley, sometimes like a wild cat howling at night, and soon it turned into the creaking sound of an old, unoiled machine.
Even though Youye and the others stuffed paper balls into their ears, the penetrating power of the song was still too terrifying and kept drilling into their ears.
They only held out for a few seconds before everyone was sunk, their faces distorted.
Hino Hazel and the others frowned tightly, trying hard to resist the urge to cover their ears so as not to appear too impolite - they finally understood why Yuya and the others wanted to stop Conan from going up to sing.
Several people looked at each other and saw the same thought in each other's eyes - we're sorry, we're really sorry, we regret our actions!
People say that if you don’t listen to the advice of the elderly, you will suffer losses. Sometimes, if you don’t listen to the advice of young people, you will also suffer losses!
The people in the audience were in great pain, but the people on the stage were singing with full passion.
Conan even tapped his feet to the beat, shaking his head to himself, completely immersed in it.
At the end of the song, Conan breathed a sigh of satisfaction and bowed to the people in the audience, as if waiting for applause.
However, what responded to him was a brief silence, followed by a few scattered applause.
Conan felt unsatisfied and couldn't help saying, "How about I sing another song? I'll just fulfill the next round of the king's request in advance."
"Stop it!" Hino Hazelnut leaped onto the stage and carried Conan down while he was stunned.
She put him on the sofa, pressed his shoulders firmly and said, "We agreed to abide by the rules. You are not allowed to sing on the stage without the king's permission!"
"What a shame," Conan smacked his lips in regret, "I just felt something and I haven't sung enough yet."
The corners of everyone's mouth twitched wildly. Is this the beginning of the feeling?
Do you want to kill everyone here?