CHAPTER 555: CHAPTER 474: REJECTED BY YE QINGFENG

"I was really overthinking it. If it were him, he would definitely recognize me. How could he act like a stranger?"

She smiled slightly and felt relieved, thinking that Ye Qingfeng just shared some similarities with the "wood" figure in her heart and couldn’t possibly be "wood."

Bei Yinyao composed herself and started another song. This time she performed a new piece, and as soon as the melody began, the crowd erupted in applause.

Her smile returned, and suddenly an idea struck her. She laughed and said, "It’s our fate to gather together today. So, how about I randomly pick someone from the audience to come on stage and sing with me? What do you think?"

"Yes!"

"Pick me, pick me!"

"I’m here!"

"Bei Yinyao, let me do it!"

In an instant, the whole crowd was excited again, with each audience member raising their hands and shouting at the top of their lungs.

Huang Zhou also felt a surge of excitement. He considered himself a decent singer, and his eyes were filled with hopeful light.

To sing on stage with Bei Yinyao would be a dream come true for him.

"Hmm, let me think..." Bei Yinyao suddenly smiled and said, "Alright, it might be inconvenient for the back-row audience to come up, so I’ll choose someone from the front row. Sorry!"

A wave of disappointed murmurs came from the back row, but the enthusiasm remained undiminished.

Bei Yinyao scanned the front row, and Bai Wan’er and a few other women with good singing voices felt their hearts heat with hope, each wishing to be chosen.

"Oh... let me pick this audience member, you look like you’re about to fall asleep. How about coming up and singing with me?"

Her fair finger pointed right at Ye Qingfeng.

Instantly, all eyes were on Ye Qingfeng. Huang Zhou’s eyes widened. He hadn’t expected Bei Yinyao to pick a young boy instead of him, and furthermore, that this boy was even more handsome than he was.

"Ye Qingfeng, hurry up!"

Bai Wan’er gently nudged Ye Qingfeng, her small face excited, even more pleased than if she had been chosen herself.

Ye Qingfeng had astonished everyone with his performance at Jiangnan City First High School’s graduation party. Now to be on stage singing with Bei Yinyao would definitely make a huge splash.

In some ways, Bai Wan’er and the others felt Ye Qingfeng was a few notches better at singing than Bei Yinyao.

Ye Qingfeng sat still in his chair, exhaling softly.

If it were three years ago, he wouldn’t be able to help blurting out, "Damn it!"

The very thing he was afraid of happened. Bei Yinyao might not recognize his speaking voice, but as soon as he sang, his unique sound and interpretation would immediately be recognized.

Bai Wan’er watched Ye Qingfeng with sparkling eyes, eagerly anticipating him embracing this big stage to showcase his singing talents, which she knew could captivate the entire audience.

"Boss, go up there. You’re such an amazing singer. What are you waiting for? It’s a great chance to share a stage with Bei Yinyao!"

Dou Bao was even more excited than Ye Qingfeng himself, signaling him to go on stage quickly.

Ye Qingfeng raised a brow teasingly and said, "If you like it so much, why don’t you go up for me?"

Dou Bao waved his hands frantically: "Boss, don’t joke around. Bei Yinyao specifically wants you. I couldn’t possibly go!"

All eyes were on Ye Qingfeng, who reluctantly raised his head to meet Bei Yinyao’s glistening gaze.

"Um... I don’t know how to sing your song!"

Ye Qingfeng spread his hands, refusing.

He really couldn’t go up there to sing. If it were before Bei Yinyao’s heart-stirring confession, he might not have cared, but now he felt she was a real headache.

As soon as he said that, a multitude of angry stares surrounded him.

"How can he not know Bei Yinyao’s songs? Is he from another planet?"

"Too much! He doesn’t even know the goddess’s songs!"

"Outrageous, Bei Yinyao, let me do it!"

Jeers and insults against Ye Qingfeng rose in waves, and for a moment, he truly became the public enemy in the hall.

Bai Wan’er and the others were taken aback, then remembered that Ye Qingfeng indeed wasn’t familiar with Bei Yinyao, so him not knowing her songs was normal.

A flicker of displeasure flashed in Bei Yinyao’s beautiful eyes, but she still insisted: "It’s okay, you can sing whatever song you know. I’ll sing with you!"

She was determined to have Ye Qingfeng sing on stage because he gave her too many familiar feelings, like "wood." Even if it was just a little, she wanted to stand beside him and experience it.

The envious gazes were unbearable. Ye Qingfeng didn’t know Bei Yinyao’s songs, yet Bei Yinyao was willing to accommodate him and let him choose the song. This preferential treatment was enough to make someone spit blood in frustration.

Huang Zhou clenched his fists, his heart growing increasingly uncomfortable. An invitation to sing on stage with Bei Yinyao was something one could only wish for, yet Ye Qingfeng showed a reluctant, troubling expression.

"The problem is... I don’t know how to sing. I can’t sing any song!"

Ye Qingfeng had decided to play dead, sticking with his refusal. What could Bei Yinyao do to him anyway?

"Why would he say that?"

Bai Wan’er felt something wasn’t quite right.

Bei Yinyao’s lovely face was stunned, watching Ye Qingfeng’s indifferent demeanor. She simply couldn’t believe he didn’t know how to sing.

She hadn’t expected that even after all her accommodations, Ye Qingfeng was still dodging. Her charm and influence seemed ineffective, with Ye Qingfeng looking at her like she was a total stranger.

"You little brat, aren’t you awful!"

"You bastard, rejecting Bei Yinyao’s invitation, get over yourself, or I’ll teach you a lesson!"

"Bei Yinyao, choose someone else!"

The audience in the back wouldn’t stop trashing Ye Qingfeng, their anger at its peak, eager to rush over and beat him to a pulp.

Huang Zhou’s gaze was sinister, containing a hint of malice.

Ye Qingfeng turned his head and faced Huang Zhou directly, spotting the threat in his eyes. Ye Qingfeng’s conduct had already landed him on Huang Zhou’s blacklist.

Huang Zhou always acted decisively. If given the chance, he wouldn’t mind teaching Ye Qingfeng what pain truly meant.

With just a casual glance at Huang Zhou, Ye Qingfeng turned his head away with indifference.

This kind of person wasn’t worth another look. Even a hundred or a million like Huang Zhou couldn’t shake him in the slightest.

"Everyone, calm down!"

Bei Yinyao appeared somewhat dejected, always at a disadvantage in front of Ye Qingfeng.

"Since this audience member doesn’t want to come up, I can’t force him. How about you, miss, would you like to join me?"

She turned to Bai Wan’er, flashing a sweet smile.

"Me?"

Bai Wan’er pointed at herself, her face full of surprise, not expecting happiness to arrive so suddenly.

Bei Yinyao nodded gently, and Bai Wan’er, overjoyed, quickly stepped onto the stage.