Chapter 150: The Suitor

A budding MC was thus ruthlessly strangled in the cradle.

This round of singing battles ended with the victory of Class Two.

The students of Class Eight took the result lightly. Wang Zhimin’s earth-shattering vocals still lingered in the air, leaving everyone with lingering fears. It was simply too terrifying; they probably wouldn't even have an appetite for dinner tonight.

"Wanna go again?" Class Two provoked.

No one responded from Class Eight. They usually buried themselves entirely in their studies, lacking any real accomplishments in the arts.

Deng Qingqing glared at Ming Han. "Why aren't you going up?"

Among them, only Deng Qingqing and Huang Ying knew Ming Han's true capabilities.

Just as Ming Han was about to get up, Wang Zhimin stopped him. "Don't go up there and make a fool of yourself, kid. Listen to your voice, it sounds just like a duck."

What the heck! I haven't even started singing and I'm already being insulted? What right does a chant-shrieker like you have to talk!

Seeing that Class Eight had no challengers, a boy from Class Two actively stepped forward.

"Instructor, are you a close friend of ours?"

The instructor clearly didn't expect someone to ask this, and replied, "Of course I am!"

"Great! Instructor, I want to confess my love to a girl in our class. Don't go ratting me out to our head teacher."

Interesting! Students from both classes burst into applause. "Bro, we support you!"

Ming Han clapped enthusiastically. "Support true love!"

Wu Xinhai cast a calm glance at Ming Han. "What are you getting so excited about?"

"Love should be spoken out loud. I love watching such touching moments..." Before Ming Han could finish expressing his emotions, that boy began his confession:

"Chen Li, the very first time I saw you, I fell deeply in love with you. Those clear eyes of yours..."

"Holy shit..." Hearing Chen Li's name, Ming Han blurted out an oath involuntarily.

Wang Zhimin wore a very colorful expression. "What kind of dirty language is that, Ming Han? Didn't you say you love these touching dramas?"

That boy shot an unsatisfied look at Ming Han. The confession script he had brewed for a long time was interrupted by Ming Han's "holy shit," causing him to draw a complete blank.

He had spent a considerable amount of time memorizing those lines. After all, memorizing lines filled with metaphors, personification, and parallelisms was quite difficult.

"Those clear eyes of yours, just like a ray of sunshine, shining..." The boy awkwardly stalled. He rubbed the back of his head and smiled at everyone, "Sorry, I forgot the line."

He fumbled around in his pocket for a small piece of paper, glanced at it, "...shining into my heart."

Everyone burst into uproarious laughter. Are you here just to liven up the atmosphere?

Having lost face, the boy naturally felt some resentment toward the boy from Class Eight. "This classmate from Class Eight, interrupting for no reason is very impolite! Especially at such a crucial moment for me, do you have any idea that this could affect my entire life?"

Ming Han stood up. He had already made up his mind; he could no longer let Chen Li shine and radiate in Class Two. He was going to declare his "exclusive right to lease Chen Li's fishpond" to the world.

He said to the boy very directly, "You cannot confess to Chen Li."

Ming Han's tone was extremely overbearing!

Chen Li, who had been very quiet all along, felt a sweet sensation well up in her heart as she looked at the young man standing so straight.

"Is he going to confess to me?"

"Why?" the boy asked, puzzled. "Who the heck are you? You won't even let me pursue true love?"

Yu Hang stood up from the crowd of Class Two students. "Ming Han, go for it!"

Yu Hang thought to himself, Ming Han, you're finally going to confess. I've waited for this day for far too long. Can I finally witness the moment you two get together?

Ming Han replied domineeringly, "Chen Li is the granddaughter of the neighbor of my grand-aunt's brother. Before coming to high school, her family repeatedly and earnestly instructed me to keep an eye on her and not allow her to date."

"Pfft..." Yu Hang was speechless. What kind of game are you playing, Ming Han?

The boy was dumbfounded. This circle of relationships was a bit complicated! But since this guy was still related to Chen Li by blood, he still needed to maintain a good relationship with him.

He walked right over from Class Two's base camp and patted Ming Han familiarly on the shoulder. "Smoke?"

Ming Han wore a deadpan expression. "Don't try to pull strings. As Chen Li's collateral relative, I must take responsibility for her high school life."

Ming Han's straight-laced demeanor left Chen Li completely speechless. Jerk, actually using this kind of trick!

The classmate grabbed Ming Han's arm. "You can't be this cruel, strangling a true romance in its cradle."

"Chen Li hasn't even agreed to you yet. What true romance?"

The boy said with great confidence, "Next, I am going to sing a song for her. I believe Chen Li will be moved by my singing."

Ming Han rolled his eyes at him and didn't bother to reply.

"Chen Li, the background music on your social media space is the song *The Most Romantic Thing*. I'm sure you love this song very much, and today I want to interpret it in my own way."

The boy tightly closed his eyes to brew his emotions. "Sitting back-to-back on the floor mat, listening to music and chatting about our wishes!"

Well, not bad! At least he was hitting the right notes, unlike a certain Wang whose musical ear was completely tone-deaf.

However, after humming just two lines, the classmate once again fell into the awkward predicament of forgetting the lyrics.

And what was even more embarrassing was that he no longer had the cue card.

He stood frozen in place, looking somewhat lost!

"Can any brother step in and save the day?"

Wang Zhimin took the lead, eager to showcase his talents once again.

But the moment he stood up, everyone from both Class Eight and Class Two shouted in unison, "Sit down!"

An extraordinary tacit understanding!

Wang Zhimin shook his head. "Brutes, a bunch of brutes who understand nothing about art."

"Chen Li, it's an accident, this is an accident!" The classmate was also in absolute despair.

Chen Li smiled sweetly. "Ming Han, sing it for me."

"Okay!" Ming Han didn't refuse.

The moment Ming Han opened his mouth, the entire venue fell completely silent.

...

The song ended, followed by thunderous applause.

Wang Zhimin was ecstatic. "Ming Han, it looks like you and I could form a band."

Heh! I decline!

And the boy who was pursuing Chen Li felt utter despair at that moment. It felt as though he had unwittingly facilitated a match made in heaven.

Wang Zhimin patted the classmate on the shoulder. "Don't give up on yourself. Those two have had a secret affair for a long time."

The classmate nodded. "I could sense it too! After all, with someone as affectionate as I am, ordinary girls rarely turn me down."

Watching this scene, the instructor couldn't help but sigh, "Is this what youth is? Truly nostalgic!"

"Heh! Instructor, the pimples on your face are still thriving! How dare you act like an old-timer in front of us?" Wang Zhimin mocked.

The instructor was indeed young, merely twenty-one years old.

The instructor cast a cool glance at Wang Zhimin. "Five laps around the playground, two hundred frog leaps."

"Instructor, I'm frail and sickly, that kind of thing will kill me," Wang Zhimin pleaded.

"Indeed!" The instructor nodded. "Your physical fitness is indeed a bit poor. Then run ten laps! Build up your stamina."

Wang Zhimin felt the world's overwhelming malice.