Chapter 405 - 405: Give me money and beg me to sing (2)1
Rebirth of a Nation's Darling – Prince Charming
Translator: 549690339
âOh-oh, oh, oh-!â This explosive singing immediately captured the attention of most of the men and women, just in line with their current excitement.
In this way, it was as if Milo was cooperating with him. Not only did everyone not have the intention to let Jess step down, but they wanted him to stay longer.
Milo turned to look at Jayce in disdain, her eyes filled with unconcealed disdain.
She suddenly stood up and grabbed the collar of the woman who had just sat down. She dragged her to the edge of the stage and pushed her off without any hesitation.
The only dancer left on the stage in a tight-fitting suit looked at Milo in surprise. ATilo was dancing to the beat again, and her waist was shaking slowly, deliberately going against Jess. She felt that Milo was like a beautiful snake, not following the rules at all, and she did not know what she would do to her.
The dancer gritted her teeth and danced to the beat of Jayceâs song and drum.
âNo, no, letâs go down!â
âTheyâre not on the same level, but the singers from aiian are really not bad!â
âGet off the stage, get off the stage!â
The guests below the stage started to cheer and loudly bombard the dancers off the stage.
This was the right of the guests-if one side was bombarded off the stage by most of the audience, it meant that the other side had lost.
The dancer didnât want it to end like this. She suddenly did a somersault and landed successfully. She heard the guests âscreams and then stood up and turned around with a flying leg towards Milo.
Miloâs eyes showed a hint of surprise, but she still didnât look at the dancer in the eye. She wasnât affected by her provocation and continued to dance hard. She still shook her waist slowly and used her body movements to suppress the dancer with her absolute charm. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Not to mention their dancing skills, the control and aura of the two on stage were simply not on the same level.
The longer it dragged on, the more obvious it became.
Milo was like a fish in the water. Under the pressure of her aura, the dancer was like a stranded fish struggling in its last breath.
If it wasnât for Jessâs singing and the beating of the drums, they would have lost a long time ago.
look! What are they doing?!
theyâre on the microphone stand. Are they going to have a song battle?â
âHahahaha! Iâve been saying that a man and a woman, one singing and one dancing, canât win or lose. At most, itâll be a draw. Now, itâs finally the climax! Yay-!â
Everyoneâs attention was temporarily drawn to the big stage.After seeing Jessâs strength, who would the Jazz bar send to fight him? If their singing skills were not as good as Jessâs, they would be embarrassed!
After the staff had set up the microphone stand and microphone, a figure jumped onto the stage easily.
The first thing everyone saw was a tall figure dressed in similar attire as Milo. Her messy hair appeared to be a dazzling silver-blue in the darkness and light.
Milo, who was on the stage, immediately ignored the dancer. She turned around and walked with light steps, almost floating to the personâs side.
This action was like a wild cat that was tired of playing with toys and saw its owner, and quickly pounced over, eager to caress him.
Would wild cats recognize their Masters?
Normally, he wouldnât.
A spotlight shone on the stage, briefly lighting it up, and the person standing in front of the microphone was exposed to the guests.
After a short moment of silence, the last second before the spotlight left, everyone saw the person with half-squinted eyes seemed to have curled up the corner of her mouth and smiled meaningfully.
It was as if she had done it on purpose. The moment she saw it, the spotlight disappeared. The light left a vague but unforgettable shadow in her mind, making her heart and lungs itch.
âAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!â The scream instantly broke the balance.
Xiang, who had gotten down from his seat and ran to the bottom of the stage to watch si Rongâs performance up close, heard the ear-piercing screams and couldnât help but think, âHe really could completely crush his opponent just by showing his face!
As soon as this thought came into her mind, a voice that was neither sharp nor deep was transmitted through the electric-receiver microphone. The low voice was like a sharp sword that broke through all the sound waves, instantly drilling into peopleâs ears and gently stroking the tip of their hearts like a feather. It stirred up all the senses in the body, causing goosebumps and even a physiological reaction.
F*ck!F*ck!F*ck-!
Xiangâs eyes widened. His right hand held his left hand tightly, and his body trembled.
What the hell was that sound?
In the past, he had never thought that someone could sing to the point where they could not help but feel like committing a crime!
A low voice came out. There was no explosive sound, nor was there any music to complement it. There was only a cappella.
Just by listening to the acapella, it made people feel that the low-quality electronic dubbing in the nightclub was not worthy of everyoneâs singing.
The Jazz music had a Street feel, and the low and hoarse voice seemed to enter peopleâs souls. Every turn had a charming wine fragrance, and it wanted to deeply intoxicate people.
Most of the women who had been close to Jayceâs side swarmed over and used their great potential to push the men away. They leaned on the edge of the stage, tiptoed, and jumped, hoping to hear more clearly and see the singerâs face more clearly.
However, the lights in the bar seemed to love going against them. Unlike Jayce, who directly cast a beam of light on her, the lights loved to move around and occasionally sweep their gazes over si Rong, allowing people to see the expression on her face-cold, arrogant, and with a hint of depravity.
This was the opposite of her singing voice. It was as if she was wearing a shell of abstinence, making people want to peel it off!
âHeavens! Listen to what heâs singing! Itâs so sexy!â The womanâs uncontrollable shrieks could not stop everyone from being attracted by the song. When they diverted some of their senses to listen carefully to the lyrics, everyoneâs heart became even more restless.
1 woke up from the darkness again.
The blazing fire fascinated me.
I see, I see.
Her lips were painted red.
It was like fire.
It burned my rationality and released the beast in my heart.
It tore through my disguise and broke my bodyâs balance.
She twisted her soft waist.
Like a cat.
It entered my thoughts and occupied my entire vision.
Who was this âherâ?
How she wished she could become the âherâ in the song, to make this person fall for her, to be crazy for her, and to be head over heels for her.
But in the end, they were the ones who were truly infatuated.
Milo, who was on stage, was one of those who were mesmerized. She twisted her waist and strode like a cat, eager to get close to si Rong and dance with him. She was like a sexy sweetheart who was carefully approaching him and boldly asking for his love.
However, si Rong turned his body to the side coldly. He reached out and tapped her on the head, then pushed her away..