Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor-Chapter 442 - 439: Stunning the Audience [First Update]

"Since all the ladies have no objections, let’s head to Bole Gate on Jinshan Avenue to sing!"

To show off his status, Wang Rui suggested going to a very upscale KTV right from the start.

"I heard that Bole Gate is extremely popular, and you have to reserve a room in advance. Today is Sunday, it’s probably packed, right?"

A local boy named Zhao Bing said, also a local but different from Wang Rui; he wasn’t some second generation rich kid, just born into a moderately wealthy family.

"That’s other people, but for me, Wang Rui, that’s not an issue. Just wait, I’ll make a call to arrange it!"

As he spoke, Wang Rui took out his phone and began calling the manager of Bole Gate.

After talking for two or three minutes, he hung up the phone.

Wang Rui snapped his fingers proudly and said, "All set. We’ve got a Diamond Room reserved for us, more than 200 square meters, big enough for a dozen of us to enjoy!"

Hearing Wang Rui say this, the boys looked at him with admiration, praising Brother Rui for his taste, capability, truly a character.

The girls looked at Anjin with envy. Such a perfect golden thigh, and she had snatched it first.

Anjin was all smiles, her eyes occasionally glancing at Ye Chuxue and Lan Huanxi. Hoping to see envy on their faces as well.

However, Ye Chuxue still had her cold, icy demeanor, showing no sign of joy, anger, sorrow, or pleasure.

Lan Huanxi had never been to a KTV or other entertainment venues and had no concept of these things. When she saw Anjin looking over, she simply returned a kind smile, an absolutely harmless Little White Rabbit.

Wang Rui was also basking in success, occasionally casting boastful glances at Li Chen, Ye Chuxue, and Lan Huanxi.

But apart from Lan Huanxi giving him a polite smile, Li Chen and Ye Chuxue ignored him as if he were air, directly filtering him out.

This really annoyed Wang Rui.

Hmph, Li Chen, just you wait, once we’re in Bole Gate, I’ll let you see what Brother Rui is capable of, dazzle your 24K titanium dog eyes.

Jinshan Avenue, as its name suggests, is prime real estate. This is a famous entertainment street in the whole of Jiangnan, filled every night with luxury cars and beautiful women.

Some owners even hire second or third-rate, even near top-tier singers to perform live to attract customers.

As soon as Wang Rui entered, a manager dressed in a suit and tie, looking smooth, came up to greet us very warmly.

Bole Gate KTV on Jinshan Avenue is a very upscale entertainment venue, and their Diamond Rooms are naturally very luxurious.

Bright and clean floor-to-ceiling windows, Italian diamond-studded crystal chandeliers, French genuine leather sofas, top-grade Suzhou silk carpets on the floor, beautifully arranged fresh flowers and exquisite fruits on the coffee table—luxurious and romantic.

At least half of the students present had never been to such a high-end place, all of them visibly excited.

Wang Rui, buoyed by his pride, began to sing amidst the crowd’s support.

His first song was Shin Band’s "Love Till Death".

He had a natural talent for singing, especially controlling the high notes just right.

A group of girls listened to Wang Rui belting love songs here, teasing Anjin so much that her face turned red with embarrassment.

Actually, all the while from Wang Rui’s perspective, his gaze never left Ye Chuxue.

Unfortunately, Ye Chuxue didn’t care about him at all, indifferent no matter how hard Wang Rui strained his voice, never sparing him a proper glance.

After Wang Rui finished singing, Anjin went on stage and sang a song; as a music student, she naturally sang well.

However, that ’well’ was only in comparison to the other girls.

When Ye Chuxue took the stage, the very first line she sang overshadowed Anjin’s brilliance.

She sang Wang Fei’s "Flowing Years", her voice full of passion yet ethereal and melodic, as if it were the song of the heavens.

Amidst the girls’ cheerleading and Ye Chuxue’s encouragement, Lan Huanxi also shyly stepped on stage.

She did not sing pop songs, instead opting for a classic old song that was older than all the male and female students present, Gao Shengmei’s "Qinghe".

Lan Huanxi’s singing was not as good as Anjin’s, nor as passionate as Ye Chuxue’s, and she went off tune a few times in the middle.

However, her voice was clear and pure, filled with the granularity of white granulated sugar. Like an orchid blooming under blue sky and white clouds, untainted by a hint of the mundane world. Plus her apple-like shy demeanor could most arouse a man’s protective instinct, giving people a feeling of first love.

Nearly all the male and female students took turns on stage, singing their hearts out. Only Li Chen was still fiddling with the wine glass in his hand, watching everyone "one sings after another", a slightly curved crescent moon smile on his lips.

The first half of the night, he was still at Yuhua Mountain, in a bloodbath.

Late into the night, here he was, singing in a KTV with a bunch of students.

Life is but a dream, poetic and intoxicating, as Li Taibai’s poem says:

In ten steps kill one man, without a trace he’s gone ten thousand miles.

Once the deed is done, retire with honor, and hide one’s fame in the shadows.

...

Wang Rui, seeing that Li Chen hadn’t sung yet, naturally assumed that he couldn’t sing at all.

So, with a turn of his eyes, he planned to make Li Chen embarrass himself, to highlight his own talents as the sentimental love song prince, in a vain attempt to catch Ye Chuxue’s attention.

After making up his mind, he picked up his glass, walked up to Li Chen, and lavished him with insincere praise.

"Li Chen, I’ve heard you’re quite the singer. Get up here and sing a song, let us witness it!"

The other students, knowing Wang Rui’s intention to make Li Chen screw up, joined in the heckling.

"Li Chen, give us a song, come on!"

Faced with fierce and formidable foes, he was Immortal Master Li, decisive in killing.

Among a group of peers, he was just the average college student Li Chen.

"Alright then, I’ll sing a song!"

Hearing Li Chen’s somewhat reluctant acceptance, Wang Rui was inwardly delighted.

"Whose song do you want to sing, Axin’s, or Jay Chou’s? I’ll pick it for you!"

Li Chen thought for a moment and said, "Let’s sing ’Liangliang (Cool Cool)’!"

Upon hearing Li Chen’s words, everyone’s expression couldn’t help but stiffen.

"Liangliang? Which artist is that? Never heard of it before."

"Anjin, you study music, you must have heard it, right?"

Anjin also shook her head, indicating that she, too, had never heard of it.

Li Chen said, "It’s not the name of an artist, it’s the name of the song!"

Anjin looked at Li Chen, pressing for details: "Who sings Liangliang? How come I don’t know this song?"

Li Chen paused for a moment and said, "Consider it my own song!"

Having said that, he cleared his throat and began to sing with heartfelt emotion.

The night grows cool as the myriad flowers fall and frost blankets the earth,

You gaze from afar, consuming all the twilight,

Thoughtlessly can’t forget, how hard it is to forget each other.

...

After Li Chen finished singing, he dazzled the entire room. Everyone was so shocked that they could only gape, faces full of disbelief.

Especially Anjin who studied music!

She had just searched for "Liangliang" on Baidu, and couldn’t find the lyrics or the song title anywhere online.

In other words, Li Chen had created this on the spot.

This talent undoubtedly outshone Wang Rui by tenfold, even a hundredfold—a self-proclaimed lover of singing others’ love songs and feeling great about himself.

Drinking burning Baijiu like it’s mere boiled water. His singing level kills even top-tier stars. No wonder the Heavenly Pride Girls like Ye Chuxue and Lan Huanxi are so fascinated with him.

For a moment, her gaze towards Li Chen also carried a tinge of fervor...

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Note: "Liangliang" is a song sung by Zhang Bichen and Yang Zongwei, released on April 15, 2017. The current time in this book is September 2009, and Li Chen has once again successfully made a surprising improvisation.