Chapter 1054 - 1054 1054 Womens Overt and Covert Battles

Chapter 1054: Chapter 1054: Women’s Overt and Covert Battles Chapter 1054: Chapter 1054: Women’s Overt and Covert Battles Luo Ziling was declining when suddenly, a Yue Opera clip began playing through the sound system.

It turned out that Chen Xiaoyi had heard them discussing Yue Opera, knew that Luo Ziling could sing it, and promptly selected a song for him, prioritizing its play. It was “The World Drops a Sister Lin” from the Yue Opera version of Dream of the Red Chamber.

Luo Ziling didn’t want to sing, but Chen Xiaoyi and Ouyang Huihui pulled him up, and Yang Xiaodong shamelessly helped.

Chen Xiaoyi thrust the microphone into Luo Ziling’s hand, persistently urging him to sing a tune.

Ouyang Feifei also started shouting alongside, looking very interested.

Li Jing and Luo Yuqing shouted even louder, and even Wang Qing joined in the ruckus.

With no other choice, Luo Ziling took the microphone.

“The World Drops a Sister Lin, like a cloud just leaving the peaks. Serene as a flower reflected in the water, moving as gracefully as the wind through willows…”

“Wow, he sings even better than the Boss,” Yang Xiaodong’s eyes almost popped out.

Luo Ziling sang both male and female parts, and when he sang the female part, his voice was more melodious than a girl’s.

Although Ouyang Feifei, Ouyang Huihui, Chen Xiaoyi, and the others had never listened to Yue Opera before and were not interested in it, Luo Ziling’s singing stunned them all. They understood that mastering this ancient art form required a great deal of effort.

Luo Ziling was truly multi-talented. He sang the tune so well, and they all could understand what he was singing.

“Really nice,” Li Jing video-recorded Luo Ziling, feeling sentimental, “If Miss knew he had this unique skill, she would be overjoyed.”

“Luo Ziling, let me sing with you,” Chen Xiaoyi exclaimed excitedly, grasping the microphone, eager to sing a duet with him after listening to a bit.

Luo Ziling didn’t refuse, and once Chen Xiaoyi joined, he only sang the male part.

And honestly, Chen Xiaoyi had quite a good grasp, following the melody impressively well.

While singing, she even mimicked the movements of actors in music videos, looking at Luo Ziling with tender eyes.

This made the Ouyang sisters uncomfortable, but Ouyang Feifei kept her composure and just listened quietly.

The Yue Opera segment lasted about ten minutes, and after the two finished singing, everyone else clapped.

Luo Ziling felt he had sung quite well, and Chen Xiaoyi, getting into the spirit, joyfully cheered a few more lines, then grabbed Luo Ziling’s arm and smiled, “Ziling, how was my Lin Daiyu? Give me your feedback!”

“Not bad!”

“Then my Lin Daiyu was quite successful, wasn’t it!” Chen Xiaoyi laughed even more joyfully.

In her excitement, she suddenly leaned forward and kissed Luo Ziling on the face, utterly unconcerned about the many people watching.

This left everyone else dumbstruck. Luo Ziling himself felt very embarrassed, but Chen Xiaoyi didn’t seem to mind at all and went to select another song.

She chose a romantic duet, “In Every Day of My Life,” and pulled Luo Ziling to sing with her.

But Luo Ziling didn’t know it. He recognized the special implication by the title of the song and immediately declined.

Chen Xiaoyi didn’t mind much and started singing by herself.

Luo Yuqing could also sing this song; she took another microphone and started a duet with Chen Xiaoyi.

Ouyang Feifei whispered something to Ouyang Huihui, who nodded and ran to select a song.

After Chen Xiaoyi’s song ended, another Chinese opera duet track popped up, “Eighteen Farewells” from Butterfly Lovers.

“How about I sing a song with you?” Ouyang Feifei started singing, asking a slightly surprised Luo Ziling, “I also like Chinese opera.”

Noticing the unusual expression on Ouyang Feifei’s face, Luo Ziling eventually did not refuse and began to sing with her.

“In front of the study’s door, a plum blossom pairs with the bird across…” Ouyang Feifei sang Zhu Yingtai’s lines; as soon as she began, she shocked the audience. Indeed, no one had ever heard Ouyang Feifei sing, not even Ouyang Huihui herself.

Born with natural pride, Ouyang Feifei was disdainful of singing in front of others; even if she wanted to sing, she would only hum alone in her room. Her voice was actually very good, quite rounded and full, with a slightly husky magnetism.

Moreover, when she sang “Eighteen Farewells,” she perfectly matched the original tune.

Even Luo Ziling felt that Ouyang Feifei could naturally sing Chinese opera.

Nobody knew that Ouyang Feifei had just secretly learned it while Luo Ziling and Chen Xiaoyi were singing their duet. Her musical sense was quite good; she could hum a song after hearing it just once. The melodic lines of Chinese opera are relatively smooth, which someone with her sense of music could sing on tune quite easily.

However, Luo Ziling soon realized that Ouyang Feifei’s performance was still a bit unfamiliar, at least not as emotional as it originally should have been. He also knew that Ouyang Feifei did not truly like Chinese opera; she had simply acted on impulse, wanting to sing a song with him, essentially competing with Chen Xiaoyi.

Apart from him, nobody else seemed to notice this; even Ouyang Huihui thought that Ouyang Feifei must have really studied Chinese opera, otherwise she wouldn’t have sung so well.

After the song ended, the natural applause was thunderous; even the “cold beauty” Wang Qing couldn’t help but clap vigorously.

“How did I do?” Ouyang Feifei turned her head to ask Luo Ziling, a curious gleam in her eyes.

“Not bad,” Luo Ziling gave Ouyang Feifei a thumbs up, “For a first attempt, that level is genius.”

This comment was, of course, heard only by Ouyang Feifei who, after listening, snorted proudly, her eyes full of triumph.

“One of you as Lin Daiyu and the other as Zhu Yingtai,” Yang Xiaodong blurted out inopportunely, “both are tragic characters, haha. Master, are there any comedic Chinese operas?”

His words successfully caused both Chen Xiaoyi and Ouyang Feifei to change their expressions.

The previously jubilant Ouyang Feifei instantly lost the look of triumph on her face.

The same went for Chen Xiaoyi.

She had been full of jealousy, knowing that Ouyang Feifei was competing with her, but Yang Xiaodong’s words, which pointed out that their characters, Lin Daiyu and Zhu Yingtai, were both tragic figures, suddenly struck a nerve.

“If it really is a tragedy, then I’m truly not willing,” Chen Xiaoyi thought to herself in that moment.

Ouyang Feifei, on the other hand, didn’t show much emotional change; the excitement wiped away by Yang Xiaodong, she just sat back on the couch, continuing to play her role of the aloof beauty.

Realizing his gaffe had dampened the moods of the two women, Yang Xiaodong immediately giggled and tried to smooth things over, praising both women for their lyrical singing. He then quickly offered to queue any song they wanted.

But just as Yang Xiaodong was busy trying to please the women, the door to the room was suddenly kicked open.

Then a group of people walked in…