Moreover, Luo yang had recently become a focus of attention.
Within a few miles of Xiaoshulin Market, he was already a character to be reckoned with.
Just daring to stand up against the Lin Family was enough for people in the know to take him seriously.
Amidst roaring applause, Luo yang made his way to Shi Nan's side.
"Sister Nan, I sing terribly," Luo yang said with a smile.
"Just sing more. Come on, I'll lead you." Shi Nan handed Luo yang a microphone.
Seeing her enthusiasm, Luo yang decided to indulge her.
At first, he was quite nervous while singing.
Once he got started, his courage surged like the rising tide.
Thinking that it was such a mess anyway, and that he had already sung, he pulled off a few lines with a bit of flair.
However, Luo yang was confident his singing power was still better than that of Xiao Daniu.
If Xiao Daniu were to sing, half the people present would probably leave.
After finishing the song, Luo yang experienced an illusion.
Being so well-received, he felt somewhat like a pop star.
Returning to the beautiful ladies, Luo yang finally admitted he was not a pop star after being told by Hong Jiaxin, "You sang all the wrong lyrics."
Not until the bar was about to close did the excited patrons reluctantly leave.
Luo yang and the beautiful women headed up to the VIP room on the second floor.
Shi Nan's singing residency was a success, and Zhu Li opened a bottle of champagne to celebrate.
The brand was "Krug Clos d'Ambonnay," and according to Chen Jie, this bottle of champagne cost over ten thousand RMB.
All the beauties wanted a taste.
Heard it packed a punch, they all tried just a little bit, merely wanting a taste.
Luo yang had a sip and couldn't quite identify the aroma, which must be a blend, but he found the texture delicate and considered it indeed a fine wine.
Chen Jie said that creating a bottle of aged Krug Champagne takes at least 20 years.
While savoring the champagne, Hong Jiaxin couldn't stop mentioning Luo yang's mistake in singing the wrong lyrics on stage.
Luo yang quickly changed the subject, laughing, "Class President, let's play a truth-telling game, do you dare?"
She was always a forthright gal, braver than the average girl.
What more, now that she had some champagne, Hong Jiaxin raised her pretty face with a challenging glance towards Luo yang.
"What's there to be afraid of," Hong Jiaxin said confidently.
The other beauties didn't understand what a "truth-telling game" was and waited for Luo yang to explain.
Luo yang put down his wine glass and took out a one-yuan coin from his pocket.
"The rules are simple; I'll hold the coin, and for every question I ask, the Class President can pull out the coin if she dares to answer truthfully. If not, she doesn't pull it. I'll start by asking 3 questions. Then it's her turn to ask me."
Explained only once, all the beauties understood.
Hong Jiaxin was even more eager to try.
"Class President, which middle school do you attend? Do you dare to pull it out?" Luo yang asked.
At that moment, he held the coin between his index and middle finger of his right hand.
Hong Jiaxin didn't hesitate to pull the coin from Luo yang's hand, answering, "Dongfeng Middle School."
That was the truth.
Luo yang took the coin back from Hong Jiaxin, holding it between his fingers again, and continued to ask, "Class President, how old are you this year? Do you dare to pull it?"
Hong Jiaxin's lips curled into a disdainful arch, swiftly taking the coin, and said, "15 years old."
The other beauties held their wine glasses on the side and watched without finding this truth-telling game to be particularly fun.
It always seemed like a little boy and a little girl playing house.
However, since Luo yang was interested in playing and it wouldn't take long, the beauties patiently continued to listen.
Luo yang had said earlier that he would ask 3 questions.
After that, it would be Hong Jiaxin's turn to ask, and Luo yang would reply.
Hong Jiaxin just waited for Luo yang to ask the third question, very confident in her ability to answer whatever he asked.
Then Luo yang took the coin back from Hong Jiaxin's hand, still holding it between his fingers.
"Class President, what is the name of your homeroom teacher?" asked Luo yang.
Suyun was right next to them, listening to Luo Yang asking like that, not sure what he was plotting, just curious and craning her neck to listen.
Naturally, the question didn't stump Hong Jiaxin, there was nothing she was afraid to answer.
She immediately reached out to pull out the coin.
However, there was a slight mishap, Luo Yang was pinching the coin tightly between his fingers, and Hong Jiaxin couldn't pull it out.
After several attempts, she still couldn't succeed.
Hong Jiaxin gently raised her eyebrows with a coquettish complaint, "How can I get it out if you're holding it so tight?"
Initially, the other beauties didn't sense anything off.
But when Luo Yang smirked with that sly smile, Qin Piao was the first to catch onto the innuendo.
Qin Piao burst into laughter.
Then beauties like Zhu Li and Chen Jie also got it.
Beauties like An Yuying wouldn't have thought in that direction if it weren't for the laughter from Qin Piao and others.
Seeing Qin Piao and the other beauties blush with a shy laughter, they also caught on to the meaning.
Naturally clever, Hong Jiaxin realized she had been tricked the moment she saw Luo Yang smiling with ill intentions.
As she chewed over her own words, "How can I get it out if you're holding it so tight," her pretty face flushed to her neck in an instant.
"I'm going to kill you!"
Hong Jiaxin kicked at Luo Yang with a sweeping motion.
Anticipating this, Luo Yang naturally took cover behind Suyun, grasping her slim waist with both hands and using her as a shield.
"Teacher Su, the class leader is trying to kill me. Save me," Luo Yang laughed.
The private room erupted in laughter.
Only Hong Jiaxin, both embarrassed and annoyed, pursued to chase and beat up Luo Yang.
The two of them ran around Suyun in circles.
Suyun herself was laughing so hard she was shaking like a leaf, unable to speak for a while.
"Class leader, please be merciful," Luo Yang pleaded.
"No way! I'm set on killing you this time!" Hong Jiaxin, unable to catch Luo Yang, said, "Teacher Su, move aside, I'm going to punch him!"
After laughing, Suyun tried to persuade Hong Jiaxin to let Luo Yang off the hook.
But just then Luo Yang said, "Class leader, I didn't do anything to you, why do you want to kill me? If you feel shortchanged by the conversation, I can say it again to make you laugh. 'Class leader, you're holding it so tight, how can I get it out?'"
That last sentence, coming from a guy like Luo Yang, was immediately overt in its implications.
It wasn't easy to get the point across when Hong Jiaxin, a girl, said it earlier.
Upon hearing this, the beauties burst into another fit of coy laughter.
Hong Jiaxin felt even more embarrassed, only wanting to thrash Luo Yang.
"Teacher Su, save me quickly," Luo Yang hugged Suyun around her slender waist, spinning with her.
This way was less effort.
As long as Suyun stood in front of Hong Jiaxin, she couldn't bring herself to strike.
"Luo Yang, I can't help you. It's your own fault for being so indiscreet with your words. You should beg for Jiaxin's forgiveness yourself," Suyun laughed.
"Teacher Su, use your elbow to hit him, don't let him hold you. Wait for me to punch him," Hong Jiaxin circled around Suyun many times.
She was so tired that her chest heaved drastically.
Luo Yang, catching a glimpse of Hong Jiaxin's rapidly fluctuating fullness, felt his body temperature suddenly rise.
His chest was also pressed tightly against Suyun's soft and warm back, getting even hotter due to the lack of airflow.
"Class leader, I don't dare anymore," Luo Yang laughed.
"Too late! I'm definitely killing you this time!" Hong Jiaxin said, hands on her hips, huffing angrily.
It seemed she wouldn't cool down anytime soon.
Luo Yang had no choice but to continue taking shelter behind Suyun to avoid being pounced on and beaten up by Hong Jiaxin.
That's when Zhu Li said, "Cowboy, I need to talk to you about something."
Zhu Li had also been all smiles just a moment ago.
Having known Zhu Li for so long, it was rare to see her laugh so heartily.
Usually, Zhu Li had the demeanor of an icy beauty.
Her gaze was often used for glaring at people, rarely showing softness.