Chapter 87: Chapter 87: Spinning, spinning！

“No way, absolutely no way.” Scarlett sat on the hospital bed, staring out the window as the night grew darker, the evening breeze wafting in, bringing a chill with it.

He still hasn’t come back, even at this hour.

The only explanation she could think of was that Blair and Ethan had gone to a hotel together.

Scarlett pressed a hand to her forehead.

In her memory, the two of them were inseparable as friends, and they got along well, but to call it romance seemed a bit far-fetched.

Just as Scarlett was denying it, the image of Ethan confessing his feelings to her popped into her mind.

He dared to have feelings for her, who was almost like a sister or even a mother to him.

So, it wasn’t too far-fetched to think he might start dating Blair, who he hung out with all the time.

“So, because I rejected him, he turned his attention to Blair?” Weird thoughts were bouncing around in Scarlett’s head.

Meanwhile, not far from the hospital, in an apartment.

Ethan sat at a low table, a piece of paper in front of him scribbled with some musical notes.

Although he was slowly regaining memories of his past life as he grew older, he hadn’t achieved much before he ended up in the hospital.

His knowledge of pop music was basically limited to humming a few lines.

Trying to write something now felt impossible.

“Ah, this is too forced.”

He wanted to advance in the Dream Chaser Show, which meant he needed to put on a big show, quality aside, but it had to be something that would get people talking.

Ethan threw his pen onto the table.

He covered his throbbing forehead with his hand.

“Not going well?” Blair put down her phone and looked at the paper in front of him. “What’s this?”

“Writing a song.” Ethan closed his eyes. “Just relying on sheer luck won’t cut it for advancing. To be memorable, I need to mix in something that spreads more easily.”

“Writing a song?” Blair looked puzzled as she picked up the paper, seeing the lyrics written on it.

“Some of it I’ve already forgotten.”

“But I still remember now.”

“One night, the wife next door asked me.”

“Why are you unhappy today?”

“I said my dick spins on its own—it’s unique and it troubles me.”

“I’ve looked through all my dad’s collections, but none are like mine.”

“She said you’ll understand someday, time will give me the answer.”

“But I never found that answer.”

“Then another Sunday came, and I still hadn’t found it.”

“A month later, I went to a special street.”

“People call it the Nightlife District.”

“I thought I had to leave.”

“But a woman stopped me, asking why I was unhappy.”

“I said, ‘My dick spins.'”

“She laughed and took me back to her place.”

“Spinning, spinning.”

“In a strange room, spinning.”

“One round, two rounds, three rounds, four rounds.”

“It keeps spinning.”

“It keeps spinning.”

“It keeps spinning.”

“Spinning, spinning.”

“I’m spinning freely.”

“This is the most beautiful spin of my life.”

“I want to complete my favorite spin.”

“Spinning, spinning.”

“…”

“?” After reading, Blair’s pupils shrank, and she looked at Ethan, her expression filled with concern, doubting his mental state.

Ethan felt her gaze and cleared his throat lightly, “The lyrics are a bit weird, I admit, but it’s actually quite catchy when sung. Let me sing it for you.”

He started humming the tune, following the rhythm he remembered.

After he finished singing, Blair’s frown deepened.

Ethan felt awkward,he knew it was a mess, but with some sound effects, it would surely be better than just smashing bottles.

Blair was silent for a long while before suggesting, “Emily won a gold medal in a piano competition,maybe she could help with the music.”

Ethan blinked, “Uh, pairing this with piano might be a bit too classy.”

Blair fell silent again, then said, “Maybe I should contact some music studios.”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“That won’t work, we don’t have enough time,” Ethan shook his head. The Dream Chaser Show was next week,there was no time to hire a studio.

Not to mention the cost of these studios.

Even scheduling would be an issue,by the time they got around to him, who knows how long it would take.

“Do we have to ask Emily?” Ethan frowned, wary of this mentally unstable ‘lady’.

She would call him “boyfriend” affectionately.

But wouldn’t let him touch her.

After a brief hesitation, choosing between money and pride, he opted for the former.

That evening, there was a knock on the apartment door.

“Hello~ boyfriend, long time no see.” Emily stood there, a black T-shirt tucked into a pleated skirt, looking poised yet vibrant.

“I need your help with something.” Ethan led her inside and explained about his participation in the Dream Chaser Show.

Including his operation of an “well-endowed” coach’s adult live streaming account.

He watched as Emily’s eyes lit up, her hands clasped together in excitement, “Wow~ that’s my boyfriend, so impressive!”

Ethan coughed awkwardly and turned away,being praised for such a thing by a dignified lady felt weird.

He picked up the sheet of paper from the table, “Here, this is the song I wrote. I’d like you to look at it and see if you can compose music for it. I want to perform it on stage—sing, dance, rap, and do acrobatics.”

Emily took the lyrics, her eyes crinkling into crescents as she read.

She put a finger to her lips.

“No problem, but I have one condition.”

“Oh, what’s that?” Ethan wasn’t surprised,he’d be more uneasy if she didn’t have any conditions.

“I’ll be your girlfriend,” Emily’s eyes sparkled. “And I’ll accompany you on stage.”

Ethan was silent for a long while, “As long as you don’t think it’s embarrassing, I’m fine with it.”

With Emily’s help, things started to simplify.

Her gold medal in the piano competition was indeed genuine.

She quickly composed the music.

The three of them rented a temporary piano room.

Ethan practiced alone during the day, Blair came back in the afternoon to help him with the dance, and Emily joined him in the evening after her tutoring classes for rehearsals.

Isabella, seeing his program plan, was quite pleased.

This boy knew that acrobatics alone wouldn’t be enough to advance,combining it with music was the most cost-effective way.

But when she saw the original rap titled “Dick Spin,” her pupils constricted.

Abigaile, as a judge on the show, got the program list three days later.

“An original song?”

She looked skeptical,this was the Dream Chaser Show, usually a showcase for extraordinary talents.

Technically, rap was a talent too, but because it was so common, it didn’t usually make for a good performance.

“Ah, trying to stir up controversy, as expected, doesn’t work.”

Time moved forward to the Dream Chaser Show venue.

Although it was a recording, there were still hundreds of spectators.

Ethan was second in line.

He calmly waited as the previous performer finished their acrobatics, drawing cheers from the crowd.

As a piano was brought onto the stage, the audience thought, “Finally, some classy performance.”