Entertainment Era: Starting with Teaching Sister Meng to Sing

"I become amazing as soon as I step on stage, and every performance I give can give the mentors a big surprise."

It's just a bit of a shame that I didn't sing this song alone; it benefited that Zhang Jie, who actually got the chance to sing a song you wrote.

In the taxi back to the hotel, Meng Ziyi showed off and complained to Wang Xiaozhou.

Wang Xiaozhou smiled slightly: "Does it mean we're getting a good deal? Not necessarily, it might be more of a tragedy."

Mencius asked, puzzled, "Why?"

"The difference in singing ability is too big. You'll see after the show airs how many netizens will petition for you to release a solo version. Guess how Zhang Jie will feel then?"

As she mentally conjured up the future Wang Xiaozhou described, the kind-hearted Meng Ziyi felt a pang of pity: "Isn't that a bit cruel to her? It's not right for us to do this; she hasn't done anything wrong."

Wang Xiaozhou seemed surprised: "What did we do wrong? Please don't be a saint. We just performed to our true abilities and brought another wonderful stage to The Voice of China. What does the rest have to do with us?"

Thinking about it from her own perspective, Meng Ziyi slowly nodded. What Wang Xiaozhou said was indeed true. What did it have to do with me? It wasn't like I manipulated things to put her in my group.

In high spirits after successfully advancing, the two got off the bus and immediately started eating. To celebrate, they even found a popular local restaurant serving century-old clay pot pork.

It's expensive and doesn't taste good...

After returning to the hotel, Wang Xiaozhou told Meng Ziyi to go play by herself while he took out his phone and started contacting his brothers back home.

Just speak directly in the group chat.

[My matter is settled, Meng Ziyi has successfully advanced. How's it going on your end? Any leads?]

The internet-addicted teenager with blond hair replied almost instantly:

[Brother, you're awesome! Your songwriting skills as a military general are comparable to Zhang Fei's embroidery; look at the result, you even embroidered a "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix"!]

Third brother: [Do you even know what "a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix" means, kid? You're showing off just because you learned an idiom.]

Liu Guangwei: [We've pretty much finished our investigation here. Wei Bin's father did indeed dig sand by the river, but we haven't found anything else yet.]

Wang Xiaozhou: [That's enough. I'm not doing anything before I go back. You guys can go stay overnight.]

......

Turning off his phone, Wang Xiaozhou silently pondered where he should begin.

When Wei Bin was released from prison in his previous life, his family had already fallen into ruin. It was said that it was because Wei Bin's father was secretly digging sand by the river, which was discovered by people from higher up. As a result, all his assets were confiscated and he was imprisoned for ten years.

There must be another layer of people at play here. Wei Bin's family's backer lost, so the sand that had been dug for seven or eight years without any problems became the reason to kill him.

But Wang Xiaozhou couldn't get involved in this kind of thing, nor did he want to. He could only make good use of this handle and use public opinion to ignite this fuse in advance.

Wait a little longer, wait a little longer.

Wang Xiaozhou told himself this: he couldn't be a fool again after being given a second chance at life. He would let Wei Bin have a few more days of freedom, and he would definitely avenge the framing of Meng Ziyi.

I just wanted to live a peaceful life, earn a little money to spend, but somehow I've inexplicably made a lot of enemies.

Wei Bin must die, and Wu Qiuyan from Xingcan Media must also be dealt with.

It's so awkward to keep this grudge in my heart. I wish the system could give me a superpower so that I could just tap my hand and the target would be automatically erased from the world.

Speaking of the system, Wang Xiaozhou's heart stirred. He quickly got up, ran into the bathroom, brought up the system interface, clicked to claim the milestone reward, and then a series of notification sounds came.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have acquired the skill: Master-level Singing Skill.]

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have acquired the skill: Master-level Dessert Making (Due to this skill, your basic cooking skill will automatically be upgraded to advanced)]

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained Truth or Dare Fruit*3 (When used on a target, the target will only express their truest thoughts)]

"Wow, that's great!"

After checking his milestone reward, Wang Xiaozhou's eyes lit up.

Master-level singing skills don't matter, since he has no intention of stepping into the spotlight anyway, let's just pretend it doesn't exist.

The master-level dessert making is quite interesting. It gives Wang Xiaozhou another way to control his target. After all, what woman can resist a delicate and delicious dessert? Not to mention that it also elevates his cooking skills to a higher level.

Of course, what surprised him the most was the Truth or Dare Fruit. It was so much fun and could be used in so many ways.

For example, if you use it on Wei Bin's girlfriend while he and his girlfriend are having sex, would the scene turn out like this?

Wei Bin: "Am I amazing or not?"

Girlfriend: "Wei Qian?"

Wei Bin: "Are you stuffed to death yet?"

Girlfriend: "Eggs in the same cage?"

Wei Bin: "What do you think is the fastest thing in the world?"

Girlfriend: "Wei Bin, who is eighteen years old."

Haha, just thinking about it makes me laugh.

Or, when the judges give their comments in the next episode of The Voice of China, they could use it on the rock singers in Wang Feng's group.

Wang Feng: "You sang this song well, but there's still a lot of room for improvement."

The rebellious rock singer gave him the middle finger: "Are you telling me what to do?"

Just imagining that scene made Wang Xiaozhou want to scratch his toes for them.

Satisfied, Wang Xiaozhou closed the system interface and flushed the toilet without even defecating. When he came out of the bathroom, he saw Meng Ziyi walking around on the floor in her thinnest nightgown.

When Wang Xiaozhou came out, Meng Ziyi blushed slightly, but still insisted on lingering in front of him.

Having been through so much together, in Meng Ziyi's worldview, there should be some kind of explanation between the two of them. Since Wang Xiaozhou isn't taking the initiative, she'll just have to do it herself.

"What are you wandering around for? Aren't you cold wearing so little?"

Wang Xiaozhou tugged at his waistband, snapped it straight, and then loosened it again as a sign of respect.

Meng Ziyi traced her fingertips from above her knees down to her lower back, barely managing to speak: "You said thinner pajamas would leave bulges, but today's is lace-trimmed, doesn't it look nice?"

She seemed to be pushing herself...

Wang Xiaozhou said expressionlessly, "I was wondering why the toilet was clogged earlier. Turns out it was because the baby's good looks were the biggest draw."

Goose, goose, goose, goose...

Meng Ziyi suddenly burst into laughter, annoyed that Wang Xiaozhou had ruined the atmosphere at this crucial moment. However, after laughing, she still blushed and asked, "Do you like it?"

Wang Xiaozhou nodded honestly: "I like it, but I prefer those with long legs."

"Don't I have long legs?"

"You can't tell by looking; you'll have to measure it to know."

When it came to her own beauty, Meng Ziyi propped her legs up on the edge of the bed and said, "Then you measure them. You have to tell me today whether my legs are long or not."

"OK."

Wang Xiaozhou went straight to the point, starting with her fair, slender, and long ankles, one stab... two stabs...

The touch was soft and delicate, and Wang Xiaozhou was a little nervous.

Meng Ziyi seemed even more nervous than him. It wasn't until Wang Xiaozhou started working that she realized what she had just said. She hadn't planned to move this fast; she had exceeded the limit!

But it was too late to back out now. Meng Ziyi could only endure the strange feeling of those big hands constantly stroking her legs and pretend to be calm.

The distance between the thumb and middle finger when stretched out is one "dipper". After four dips, Wang Xiaozhou swallowed hard, looked up, and asked softly, "Leg length... where should it be measured to?"

As if infected by Wang Xiaozhou, Meng Ziyi resisted the urge to immediately close her legs and swallowed hard: "You're the one measuring, so of course you decide how far to measure."

Wang Xiaozhou lowered his head again, his thumb moving up to his middle finger, which then slowly moved upwards...

"ah!?"

Mencius was jolted awake, pulled his leg back off the bed, and quickly took two steps back.

"I'm sorry, I...no, I'm not sorry. We're not even dating yet. Oh well, time for bed!"

Seeing Meng Ziyi bury her head in the blankets like an ostrich, Wang Xiaozhou breathed a sigh of relief. Now was really not the right time to win her over.

But... Sister Meng, what's with you just flirting and then ignoring me? How am I supposed to sleep tonight?

"You just ran away like that, what am I supposed to do?"

"What? What are you going to do?"

Meng Ziyi's voice came from under the covers, muffled.

Wang Xiaozhou: "I believe you took junior high school biology classes."

Meng Ziyi's voice was somewhat weak: "You... figure it out yourself."

Wang Xiaozhou: "You can't just figure this out on your own. How about... I borrow what you wore yesterday?"