Han Haocheng's plan was actually very simple.
He would reconcile unexpectedly, then he would sing straightaway, stunning the guy with his performance.
Finally, when the other party was least prepared for it, he would directly talk to the man's girlfriend and confess his love for her... thus achieving the goal of completing the task.
At this moment, after the other party had listened to Han Haocheng's hilariously outrageous explanation, he was in a speechless state.
Taking advantage of this, Han Haocheng struck while the iron was still hot and continued:
"Look, you also know that I was very polite, right?"
"Yes!" The shirtless and tattooed young man replied, "Your way of speaking was indeed quite polite, but your words were not nice at all!"
"You mean, what I said earlier offended you?" Han Haocheng asked knowingly.
"What do you think?" The tattooed young fellow rolled his eyes:
"That was more than a meagre offence, it's just like riding on my back and shitting, alright?"
"Riding on your back to shit? That was not really my intention," Han Haocheng responded immediately. "Actually, I never planned to offend you, but as you're well aware, your girlfriend is incredibly beautiful. I'm embarrassed to admit it, but I just couldn't stop myself!"
"..."
Upon hearing the words 'I just couldn't stop myself', the shirtless young guy rolled his eyes even more fiercely.
In contrast, the viewers in the live broadcast room were thoroughly amused, evident from their crooked smiles.
For a short while, barrages of comments continued to pop up:
"Damn, you certainly didn't hold back! Host, you are so real!"
"Look at that unruly young lad, he's so angry that his eyes are almost rolling out of his head, hahaha!"
"Are you not guilty just because you couldn't stop yourself? Anchor, you really dare to say that!"
"It's over, I feel like the streamer is definitely going to get beaten up!"
"Surrounded by all these people, aren't you afraid, host? Still being cheeky there?"
"Look, take a look, if this broadcaster gets attacked, will he actually lose?"
"..."
The bare-chested young man with tattoos finally couldn't bear it anymore, waved his hand and said:
"Brothers, get him!"
"Beat the hell out him for me!"
The second he commanded, several hooligans began to move forward slowly.
Han Haocheng was now surrounded and truly unable to escape. The mission was still incomplete, so, of course, Han Haocheng had no intention to flee yet.
Seeing that several people were about to attack, Han Haocheng immediately began to sue for peace:
"Stop, stop, stop, stop!"
"Brother, please calm down and listen to what I have to say."
"Well, what happened previously was indeed my fault. I will perform a show as a token of apology. What do you think, would that be okay?"
"Performance?" The tattooed delinquent leader raised an eyebrow when he heard this.
"Yes, I'll perform a show, I guarantee you will all enjoy it." Han Haocheng guided the conversation towards task completion.
"What show?" Upon hearing this, the young boss became interested.
"Let me perform first. I promise that all of you will love it. If you don't like it, I'll let you do whatever you want with me. I can't run now anyway, can I?" Han Haocheng said with a smile.
Listening to this, the young guy became even more interested.
From the perspective of the unruly lad, Han Haocheng was now the lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Anyway, he was surrounded by several people and there was no way to escape. In such a situation where he had absolute control, there was no rush to beat this audacious guy immediately.
As a result, the tattooed young leader begun to have a 'cat playing with mouse' mentality, and swiftly waved his hand, signaling his boys to stop.
"Okay, brothers, please wait a little. Let this guy perform a show and watch it with me."
"I want to see what kind of medicine he is selling in his gourd now."
…
Seeing this, Han Haocheng knew that his opportunity had come and spoke right away:
"That's really great."
"Come on, please make some room."
"Give me a little space."
"Don't worry, I won't run away."
"Yes, yes, just like this, take a few steps back, and you too, step back."
"Alright, alright, this is far enough."
"..."
After he instructed several spirited young men, they all stepped back two or three meters.
Han Haocheng returned to the centre of the encirclement and took out his guitar.
Witnessing this scenario, people on-site and in the live broadcast room were suddenly very curious..
"What does he want to do? Sing?"
"No way, this anchor is so funny. When facing an opponent who is about to beat him, he sings directly for the opponent?"
"I guess even after he sings, he'll still get beaten up, right?"
"That's for sure. I bet he'll get an even heavier beating after singing!"
"Indeed, other people's singing brings money, but this broadcaster's singing will get him beatings!"
"Yeah, this streamer sang before when he was on-air, and his singing voice could kill people!"
"I understand. The host wants to use his terrible singing to drive these people away, right?"
"Damn it, that's actually quite possible. The one above is spot on, you really understand the host well, hahaha!"
"..."
Han Haocheng also sang songs when he started live-streaming.
It's just that, as an amateur, Han Haocheng's singing skill had not even reached the karaoke level.
It totally belonged to the type that sounded great to oneself when one sang, but sounded like torture to others.
So, as soon as some viewers, especially the older ones, heard that Han Haocheng was going to sing, they instinctively frowned and looked constipated.
Many people had their fingers poised over the 'live broadcast room's exit button, ready to click it the moment Han Haocheng began singing, all in a bid to swiftly escape the impending torment.
"Is he trying to be funny by singing in this situation?" The gang leader was left speechless for a moment. As he complained, he turned to look at his girlfriend
"Maybe he thinks he can sing very well, but I bet he actually can't sing at all," his extremely enchanting girlfriend responded with a mesmerizing smile.
"Hahaha, what a clown. Let's just treat it as a joke. After we've had our laugh, we will then beat him up," another delinquent said.
"Hurry up and sing, after you're done, we'll continue to deal with you," another unruly fellow added with a mocking tone.
Everyone, including those in the live stream, watched with eyes that said they were about to see a joke, eagerly awaiting Han Haocheng's performance.
Clearly, at this moment, not a single person believed that Han Haocheng could actually sing.
Everbody was convinced that he was just trying to be funny...
However, Han Haocheng, who now possessed professional-level guitar playing and singing skills, was no longer the same person.
Sitting on a street-side stone pillar, Han Haocheng placed the guitar on his lap, pressed the strings with his left hand, and lightly strummed with his right hand.
A super melodic chord sounded.
Han Haocheng announced: "Alright, everyone, the song I'll sing next is "Conquer."
After saying this, Han Haocheng looked at the tattooed young man and his girl behind him.
"This song is for you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Haocheng plucked the guitar strings, and the intro began to play.
After accurately performing the intro, Han Haocheng slowly opened his mouth and sang:
"Finally you found a way to determine the winner.
The consequence.. both of us are deeply hurt."
With this simple opening line of the song, everyone was instantly compelled to swallow their saliva, unable to resist saying:
'Hiss! This singing is so beautiful!'"