I'm afraid I'm not interested in love

Chapter 492 Mr. Bowed Head and Miss Slightly Smiled

Su Zelang stared at his phone for a long while, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there would be no more calls coming in.

Those few domineering words he uttered before hanging up the phone actually contained some elements of gambling.

Because we are at this age, divorce is a very troublesome thing, and the division of property alone can take a month or so.

Besides, he already had Su Chengyi as a child from a divorced family, and he really didn't want his second child to go through the same thing.

However, Su Zelang also really wanted to take this opportunity to give Zhao Meng a warning.

In his second marriage after his divorce from Yang Liu, he was somewhat too humble and submissive.

With the experience of his previous failed marriage, he now reflects on his past self before making any decision. This has led to his transformation from the rebellious and self-admiring literary young man to a "good man" who is obedient and always puts his family first.

On the surface, it seems like he has become mature after going through all this, or that he met the right person in his second marriage.

However, only he knew the truth.

This actually has nothing to do with who the second one is.

This was just some useless and belated compensation he was doing to himself.

Su Zelang coughed, stood up, and forced a smile again.

"Come, Xiao Chu, try this big pork elbow! Last time when uncle came to entertain, I took a bite and remembered it. There were so many people around at that time that I didn't feel comfortable eating a lot."

Su Zelang stood up, took a knife, cut off the best part of the elbow, including the skin and meat, and put it into her bowl.

"You have to eat this elbow meat with the skin and some fat. It's not too dry or greasy and it's really delicious! But Cheng Yi doesn't like it. He can't eat any fat since he was a kid."

"Thank you, uncle~"

Chu Qingmian took the bowl with a smile, then turned around and wrinkled her nose at Su Chengyi slyly.

Su Chengyi curled his lips, deliberately showing disdain, put down his chopsticks and began to peel the boiled shrimp in front of him.

After Su Zelang served the dishes to the two people, he picked up the wine bottle and refilled the glasses with another round of wine before returning to his seat.

"Eat more and eat until you are full. Later, we will go downstairs and sing some songs to relieve stress!"

"Okay, uncle, sing two more songs! I'm your fan!"

The chopsticks in Chu Qingmian's hand immediately turned into glow sticks according to the situation, and he spoke in a supportive manner.

When Su Zelang was young, he could not resist the pursuit of such beautiful little girls, and it was even more so when he got older. For a moment, he felt that the rock blood that had been dormant for many years was burning again, and he couldn't wait to hold the microphone and sing "No More Hesitation" at the top of his voice.

Chu Qingmian is the king of flattery, and Su Chengyi is clearly aware of the current vocal level of this "rock band lead singer".

Although his voice was in good condition when he was young, he had lost his voice due to smoking and drinking over the years, and now his voice is completely broken.

So despite the lively atmosphere, Su Chengyi still sneered and put the peeled shrimps into Chu Qingmian's bowl.

Chu Qingmian only realized at this moment that he had been fed the whole time. He felt a little embarrassed and picked up the last nut crispy shrimp ball in the bowl and handed it to Su Chengyi's mouth, whispering:

"Thank you, Teacher Su, for taking care of me!"

What she actually meant was that he was like the life teacher in kindergarten when she was a child, who fed her food one spoonful at a time.

But the voice of "Teacher Su" really frightened Su Chengyi so much that his body trembled and his heart stopped beating for a moment.

Su Chengyi bit the shrimp ball mechanically, but he couldn't taste it until he swallowed it.

Fortunately, the other two people at the table were attracted by the upcoming "KTV singing event" and were already ready, so no one noticed his strange behavior.

As Su Zelang said, this is indeed an all-in-one catering and entertainment center. You don't even need to walk out of the restaurant to take the mall's elevator, you can just go down the stairs inside.

Just around the corner, the Chinese-style decoration turns into a scene of flashing neon lights and feasting, which is quite dazzling.

The thick carpeted floor could not isolate the vibration of the subwoofer, and every pore felt slightly numb when people stepped on it.

The waiter followed them attentively, bowed and led the three people to the private room inside.

Although it was clearly not yet the peak business period for this type of entertainment industry, the private rooms we passed by sounded very lively, with the off-tune singing tinged with drunkenness and the sounds of clinking glasses with laughter complementing each other.

Although his social phobia symptoms have been alleviated a lot, Su Chengyi still cannot get rid of his rejection of this environment.

It always reminds me of the days when low-level programmers were forced to socialize.

The leaders held the microphone and sang loudly, their voices as beautiful as hundreds of ducks that had finally been released from the cage and were quacking at the top of their lungs to celebrate their freedom.

The other employees sat in a row on the sofas, smiling and waving or clapping to the rhythm, as if they were a specially hired atmosphere crew.

However, extras still have to make ends meet. Their trip not only takes up time after get off work, but they may not even get a fruit plate when they go home.

Not only do they have to endure a whole night of noise pollution and mental torture, they may even have to go to the hospital for eardrum repair surgery the next day.

Big loss.

Fortunately, there is no bald leader around at this moment. There is only a pretty girl with waist-length hair, bright eyes and white teeth next to you.

Her warm palms are connected to you, and she looks at the surrounding scenery curiously under the colorful lights. When she turns to look at you, she can't help but raise the corners of her mouth and whisper in your ear.

"Su Chengyi, let me tell you a secret."

"What secret?"

"I've never been to a KTV like this."

Chu Qingmian stuck out his tongue a little embarrassedly.

No wonder he looked like a curious baby from the moment he entered the door.

Su Chengyi thought about it and felt that it was normal. After all, Miss Chu had no reason to participate in that kind of social event.

Her family education was very strict. She was not even allowed to eat from roadside stalls, let alone come to such places to play.

Suddenly I felt guilty for leading a good child astray.

"Room 888, welcome."

The waiter took a quick step forward, opened the door, and leaned forward to make a "come in" gesture.

The room looked very clean, and the lighting was relatively softer than that in the corridor, so it was not so dazzling.

Su Zelang was obviously the most familiar with the task among the three. He took the initiative to instruct the waiter to adjust the microphone and the temperature of the air conditioner. This more or less satisfied his vanity as an elder.

Su Chengyi leaned against the karaoke machine, watching a curious baby swiping at the screen, browsing the "Popular Song Library" of KTV hits that most people were familiar with.

Whenever Chu Qingmian saw a familiar song, he would click the plus sign next to it, so that in just a few minutes, the playlist was already full.

Su Chengyi made a "tsk" sound, grabbed her collar and led her away from the karaoke machine.

"You want to sing until your voice is hoarse by ordering so many?"

"No!"

Chu Qingmian was dragged away by him obediently, but she refused to admit defeat.

"Look, Silence is for you, and Vast Oceans and Skies is for your uncle."

She pointed at the track list scrolling on the screen and spoke confidently.

Su Chengyi looked up and saw that it was true. It was obvious that these songs were not the ones she wanted to sing.

“I didn’t say I wanted to sing.”

"No, no, I want to hear you sing Tangled!"

Chu Qingmian whined and hugged his arm and acted like a spoiled child. "What's the benefit of singing?"

Su Chengyi pinched her face.

Chu Qingmian's words became unclear.

"What benefit do you want?"

"Since I'm singing Tangled, you can sing Jolin Tsai's song."

Su Chengyi made this request casually.

In fact, it is hard for people who grew up in their age group not to have been obsessed with this couple known as the "Double J Love." It is a semi-public relationship that is almost tacitly accepted by people in and outside the entertainment industry.

Jolin Tsai's first impression of Jay Chou was "Mr. Head Down", because at that time he was introverted and silent, and always pulled the brim of his baseball cap down so low that people couldn't see his face at all.

When Juji Lun suddenly announced his marriage a few days ago, all the fans of Double J who were still obsessed with the idea were heartbroken.

But Su Chengyi actually thinks it’s okay. In fact, some relationships should end when both people are at their best.

No matter what the real outcome is, no matter who Jay Chou and Jolin Tsai end up being the bride and groom.

In some parallel universe, "Mr. Head Lowered and Miss Smile Slightly" will always be the most suitable and sweetest CP in the entertainment industry.

"Okay, okay, what do you want to hear?"

And the student Xiao Chu, who is behaving very actively, is obviously one of the heartbroken CP fans.

On the wedding day, she sent a message crying and saying that she felt cheated and that she never wanted to listen to "Give Me a Song" again.

So Su Chengyi thought about it and chose a song that the two of them collaborated on.

""Say love you"."

"My world has become more wonderful and more indescribable

I thought it was a dream that fell from the sky

Until I'm sure the warmth of my hands comes from your heart

At this moment, I finally have the courage to say I love you~"

When Chu Qingmian sang seriously, she looked quite different from the way she usually sang while shaking her head and humming.

At this moment, he was sitting obediently holding the microphone, and actually seemed a little nervous, like a child who was arranged in the first row at the school art performance.

But she has a very good voice, which sounds sweet and clear like a gurgling clear mountain spring, and seems to have the effect of purifying people's hearts.

Especially when singing sweet songs like "Say I Love You", people can't help but smile.

Su Zelang was standing beside them, holding a glow stick and cheering in an exaggerated manner.

Su Chengyi took out his mobile phone and wanted to take a video, but he didn't expect that this action made Miss Chu so shy that she sang a large part of the lyrics wrong.

In fact, Chu Qingmian herself liked this song very much because she felt that the lyrics were very similar to her mental journey.

Moreover, this song carries a special memory for her.

When she was in middle school, she would occasionally listen to pop songs during lunch break. When the head teacher came to check, she said seriously that she was listening to English listening comprehension.

Fortunately, the class monitor is well-behaved and law-abiding on weekdays, and even someone like Li Lu would not easily doubt her.

Although Chu Qingmian felt a little sorry for deceiving the teacher, it was not too much to secretly listen to music during lunch break!
Everyone was sleeping soundly on the table. The ceiling fan above their heads was swinging slowly, making a terrible "squeaking" sound from time to time.

Chu Qingmian couldn't help but look up at it, fearing that it would suddenly break down, and then the students below would be hit in the face by the high-speed rotating fan blades, creating some terrible and bloody scene.

In the midsummer, cicadas are chirping outside the window, and the sunlight in the classroom always seems to be particularly gentle, making the entire scene in front of you look like a scene from a movie.

Chu Qingmian always daydreamed and lost his focus accidentally on weekdays. In such an atmosphere, he could not bear to read the strange questions on the test paper, such as "There are uniform magnetic fields and uniform electric fields in the air".

I thought I'd change courses to change my mind, but when I looked back, I found that the content was even more unbearable.

Li Hua has to write a letter to his foreign friend again, and the essay is asking people to discuss whether human nature is good or evil. A stupid classmate has spilled ink on a table and asked people to recalculate.
It's so boring!

Class monitor Chu, who rarely felt tired of studying, lay on the table angrily, but dared not say anything.

After a brief internal struggle, she decided to take the risk and furtively pulled out the in-ear headphones connected to her iPod.

For middle school students of this generation, the music they download is mostly from those few singers.

Chu Qingmian was listening to the prelude of "Sunny Day" while scribbling on the draft paper.

When the lyrics in the headphones sang "I didn't expect that I still kept the courage I lost", she came to her senses and found that she had unconsciously outlined the outline of the boy sitting by the window again.

Chu Qingmian immediately covered the draft paper with his hand as if he was guilty, but he felt that today's drawing seemed to be quite good.

So after looking around and making sure no one was awake, he continued to perfect the entire composition.

The pen that slid to the edge of the desk, the raindrops dripping on the windowsill and the birds taking shelter from the rain, and the boy's lazy eyes as he looked out the window.

Chu Qingmian didn't know if she had really seen such a scene before, but when she put down her brush, the picture in her mind was real and clear, as if the person in the painting would look at her, the person outside the painting, in the next second.

At the quiet moment when the song in the headphones was switched, a calm and lifeless voice suddenly came from above my head.

"Monitor."

His voice is unique in the world, and it makes people feel that his life motto is: "It's good to be alive, and it's okay to die."

Chu Qingmian froze for a moment, then raised his head tremblingly and met a pair of eyes that were clearly black and white.

"You said you would pay the class fee yesterday."

After a brief eye contact, he looked away, took out a green banknote from his pocket, unfolded it and placed it on the draft paper in front of her.

It just happened to block the painting she had just done.

Chu Qingmian nodded hurriedly, feeling his face getting slightly hot, and forgot to take off his headphones.

The whole process is very short, just a few seconds of the iPod switching songs and the song ending.

Chu Qingmian felt that the entire scene was slowed down several times. As Su Chengyi turned and left, the song that sounded in his headphones was "Say I Love You".

My world has become more wonderful and indescribable.

Of course, these are the sweet and sour memories of youth that only a girl with a secret love can experience.

From the perspective of Su Chengyi, the person involved, there is nothing romantic about this.

He deliberately went to hand in his shift fee during the lunch break when everyone was sleeping, so as not to attract other people's attention.

After all, at that time he was a dark character who crawled through the sewers whenever he went out.

The deadline for paying the shift fee happened to be the 30th of the month. After paying a quarter's water, electricity and gas bills, he had little money left.

Originally, he could have asked Yang Liu or Su Zelang for money at this time, but Su Chengyi thought about it and decided not to make the call. Instead, he set his eyes on his bookshelf.

In the end, he chose to sell two sets of "Dragon Ball" comics in the second-hand market.

At that time, Su Chengyi certainly did not notice the secret on the class monitor's draft paper, and even if he noticed it, he would not guess that she was drawing himself.

What a joke, the first love of all the boys in the school has a crush on a marginal socially anxious person like him?
Novels aren't written this way.

Well, but reality is so magical.

Perhaps all the smiling ladies in the world will fall in love with her own Mr.

(End of this chapter)