262: Chapter 261: I Want to Bite You to Death 262: Chapter 261: I Want to Bite You to Death Everyone kept quiet, as if the incident had never happened, and everyone demonstrated excellent tacit understanding.
The atmosphere naturally returned to its previous harmony, and today there was cause for celebration, so everyone was very happy.
Furthermore, it was a rare opportunity for everyone to dine together.
With delicious food, Zhao Yaya was always excited.
Despite her small size, she ate more than both Guo Momo and Lin Feifei.
In her words, she was growing and thus needed to eat more.
It was rare for her to be slightly chubby, which made her look very cute.
Especially when she smiled, showing her two canine teeth along with a pair of dimples, she was simply the epitome of a cute girl.
Zhao Yaya snuggled up to Tangyu, grabbing his arms with both hands.
Such intimate actions didn’t faze her, as everyone still treated her like a child, given she wasn’t even fourteen yet.
No matter how close she got, Lin Feifei wouldn’t get jealous.
“Good guy, you know Huangfu Jing.
I really love her songs, I’m a big fan of hers.
I heard she’s coming to Donglin City for a concert, and I had someone book her concert tickets early.
Come on, tell me, isn’t she much prettier than she looks on TV?” Zhao Yaya asked curiously, shaking Tangyu’s arm.
Tangyu nodded, “That should be the case.”
What you see on the screen is just a person’s appearance, but seeing someone in person allows you to feel their aura and their substance.
At least, Tangyu wasn’t someone who only cared about appearances; he equally valued inner beauty.
He felt that Huangfu Jing’s inner beauty was more captivating than her outer appearance.
She had a genuinely regal quality, something even Su Yaoji could scarcely match.
“Really?
Then how do you think Huangfu Jing compares to sisters Momo, Feifei, Xinxin, and Shanshan in terms of beauty?” Zhao Yaya blurted out without thinking.
Women love to ask such questions.
This was indeed a tricky question for Tangyu to answer.
Lin Feifei and Liu Shanshan’s eyes were also on Tangyu, as if waiting for his response.
Women like comparisons, especially regarding looks.
If he sided completely with one side, he was bound to offend the others.
Tangyu even glared at Zhao Yaya, as only this careless girl would ask such a question in front of them, clearly trying to trap him.
“Each has their own merits.
It’s not something to compare, they are all top-grade beauties,” Tangyu cautiously replied, hoping not to upset Lin Feifei again right after pacifying her.
Hearing Tangyu’s smooth answer, Lin Feifei and Liu Shanshan were quite satisfied.
“Good guy, will you take me to meet Huangfu Jing?” Zhao Yaya asked.
“No,” Tangyu decisively refused.
“Why?” Zhao Yaya’s eyes widened with displeasure.
“No reason, just no.”
“That’s ridiculous, there has to be a reason.
You can’t refuse without giving one.”
“…She doesn’t like to meet little brats.”
“Bullshit, I’m not a little brat.
I’m fourteen years old.
In ancient times, I could have been a mother at this age, so I’m definitely not a kid, and definitely not a little brat.
You’re just brushing me off, you just don’t want to take me there.
I’m sad now, I’m angry, come and console me, or I’ll call you bad guy,” Zhao Yaya exploded with vulgar words.
Tangyu was also startled.
This was indeed the first time he had heard Zhao Yaya swear.
Lin Feifei immediately pulled Zhao Yaya aside, “Don’t use bad words, it’s not pure anymore.”
“Oh, I got carried away,” Zhao Yaya obediently nodded, then shook Tangyu’s arm again, pressing her body against his.
She even rubbed Tangyu’s arm against her chest.
Despite her young age, Zhao Yaya was well-developed; her chest was definitely not inferior to Lin Feifei’s.
Although she hadn’t reached prodigious proportions, the size was impressive enough that no one could tell she was a girl yet to turn fourteen.
Using her own earlier words, in ancient times, she would have already been a mother, capable of breastfeeding.
Although Tangyu harbored no improper thoughts toward Zhao Yaya, he couldn’t bear the constant rubbing.
The sensation of two soft things bumping against his arm sent tingling feelings through him, evoking some wicked thoughts in his heart.
“Good guy, I know you’re the best, the most honest.
So, do you think I should try singing to become a star?
I want to be Huangfu Jing’s disciple.
With my voice so pleasant, so talented, and me being such a beautiful girl, Huangfu Jing would surely happily take me as an apprentice, right?” The epitome of cuteness, Zhao Yaya played her role to perfection, blinking in a way that seemed to emit sparks.
Such an offensive almost made Tangyu want to give in.
Who had this little girl learned this from?
“Ya, stop messing around,” Lin Feifei immediately said when Zhao Yaya mentioned singing.
However, Zhao Yaya ignored Lin Feifei and instead looked at Tangyu for his response.
Tangyu genuinely didn’t know if Zhao Yaya could sing, but Lin Feifei’s reaction suggested that the girl probably didn’t have much talent in this area.
“I’m not messing around, I’m very serious, very serious.
Look at my expression, look at my eyes, look at my acting, oops not acting, I’m really serious.
Good guy, just say it.
Maybe your small recommendation can create a future singing diva.
How proud would you be then?
Come on, don’t waste a future diva like me, otherwise you’ll be the villain of history,” Zhao Yaya said.
Tangyu, somewhat embarrassed, shook his head, “Alright, then sing a song and let me listen.”
“Yay!
Here comes your moment to witness the heartfelt performance of Zhao Yaya, the future diva.
Where are the applause?” Zhao Yaya immediately became excited.
Lin Feifei, very direct, stuffed her ears and turned her head away.
“Hey, Feifei sis, what do you mean by that?
I sing really well,” Zhao Yaya pouted.
“Yeah, it sounds nice, but it’s not quite suitable for normal people like me,” Lin Feifei nodded.
“I’m fainting.
Feifei sis, how can you say that about me?
It’s heartbreaking.
I’ll just pretend you don’t have the talent to appreciate my singing.
Good guy, you’re definitely not like that, right?
Cough cough, get ready, I’m going to sing now,” Zhao Yatou cleared her throat.
Seeing Lin Feifei’s somewhat excessive reaction, Tangyu raised an eyebrow.
Zhao Yaya’s voice was indeed sweet and pleasant, but could her singing really be that unpleasant?
Could it be?
“Blue and white snow, fallen leaves, mourning, colored glass, world intoxicating fragrance…”
When Zhao Yaya started singing, Tangyu knew he was wrong, and terribly so.
Anyone who heard it would not think she was singing but rather—reciting poetry.
Yes, reciting.
Zhao Yaya’s voice might be pleasant, and that’s true, but she completely missed the melody, totally out of tune, making her singing sound incredibly weird, even worse than recitation.
If he had to describe it, Tangyu could only think of two words: noise.
“Okay, okay, that’s enough,” Tangyu really couldn’t bear to listen any longer and interrupted Zhao Yaya’s singing.
Zhao Yaya was still all smiles, quite pleased with herself: “How was that, good guy, nice, right?
You see how awesome I am now.
Hehe, I knew it, with my heavenly voice, how could my singing not be pleasant?
I’m simply a genius.
If I don’t become a star, that would be a total waste of talent.
Ha ha, just give me a chance, I could surpass Huangfu Jing.
Eh, good guy, what’s with that facial expression, are you feeling uncomfortable?”
Tangyu was uncomfortable, in fact, uncomfortable all over, as if he’d been struck by thunder.
“Just a bit of internal injury,” Tangyu said.
Zhao Yaya didn’t pay much attention and immediately said, “Good guy, hurry up and praise me, compliment me, approve of me, don’t be shy.”
“…”
If he really had to give a compliment, Tangyu could only think of one: others sing for money, you sing for lives.
Some people are naturally tone-deaf, and Zhao Yaya definitely belonged to that category.
“Alright, Yaya, quit it,” Lin Feifei said.
“I’m not messing around, can’t you see I’m serious?
Good guy, speak up, now you can take me to meet Huangfu Jing, right?
Maybe she’ll thank you for recommending such a uniquely talented student like me,” Zhao Yaya said.
Kill me now!
“You’re not uniquely talented, you’re unusually talented.
If I recommend you to Huangfu Jing, I’m sure she’ll kill me,” Tangyu said, not dissuading Zhao Yaya from this idea, for fear he wouldn’t have a peaceful day today.
This girl really knew how to make a ruckus.
“What do you mean?” Zhao Yaya blinked.
“Is that praise?”
Lin Feifei couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time: “Yaya, stop troubling your good guy.
With your tone-deaf voice, you should forget about singing.
I can’t bear to listen to it, let alone others.”
“Ah—” Zhao Yaya was stunned, her mouth agape, her lips pursed, looking deeply hurt.
She looked at Liu Shanshan: “Shanshan sis, do you think so too?”
“Well—actually, you’re still young, and I think you haven’t systematically studied music.
If you’re interested, you should study it later.
Your voice is still quite pleasant,” Liu Shanshan consoled.
Zhao Yaya pouted even more severely: “If you all say that, then my singing must really be terrible.
Wuu wuu, I’m hugely affected.
My dream of becoming a rising star has been ruthlessly shattered by you all.
You’re quashing the future queen of singers, how sad.” After saying this, Zhao Yaya looked at Tangyu again: “You also think my singing is terrible, right?
What did you mean by your earlier words?”
“It meant nothing,” Tangyu said.
“No, there must be something.
Then tell me, how bad is my singing?” Zhao Yaya asked.
“It’s not too bad.”
“Come on, say it, you must tell the truth, I don’t like lies.”
“Really, it’s not too bad.”
“Bad guy, come on, say it, or I’m going to bite you.”
“Err, okay, to use a very popular phrase: others sing for money, you sing for lives.”
“Ah, to say it so harshly, I’m going to bite you to death, it’s on!” Zhao Yaya shrieked, and truly with bared fangs, she pounced toward Tangyu and bit at his arm.