DAEYTT Chapter 011 Anxiously Rushing, Too Sensitive to Answer?

Chapter 011 Flustered and Rushed, Too Sensitive to Answer?

Tang Feifei, the undercover, cooperated with two customers to push Wang Qian in front of Sophie's phone.

Sophie greeted Wang Qian, "Hello, boss. Say hi to the audience in the live broadcast; there are tens of thousands of people watching you..."

Wang Qian glanced at the phone camera and smiled, "Hi, everyone. I'm the boss of Hai Di Lao. Welcome everyone to eat here."

The other three internet celebrities also quickly joined in the excitement.

"Boss, have a singing competition with Feifei. Whoever loses answers the other's question, what do you say?"

"Hahaha, let's play a game of truth or dare..."

"Or, how about a free meal for the loser..."

Sophie saw many truth-related messages flashing on her phone's barrage and immediately agreed, "Sure, boss, if you win the singing contest against me, I'll answer any question you ask. If you lose, you answer my question. How about that?"

The customers eating around also joined in the laughter.

"Boss, don't back down!"

"Boss, Sophie's a beautiful lady and not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

"Boss, let's do it!"

"Hahaha, the boss must win."

...

Wang Qian realized he couldn't back down from singing now, so he generously said, "Alright, I'll sing a song. But I won't sing other people's songs; I'm also an original singer, so I'll sing my own songs."

Li Qingyao's song?

He wouldn't sing it.

This time!

Even Tang Feifei was surprised. She leaned in and asked softly, "Boss, when did you become a singer?"

Wang Qian pushed away this undercover, "Stop talking nonsense. I've always been a singer, just been held back by you guys. Otherwise, I would've been a big star by now!"

"Tch!"

Tang Feifei bluntly dismissed him and turned to continue her busy work.

Sophie also curiously asked, "Boss, are you really an original singer?"

Wang Qian nodded, admitting, "Yes, I'm an independent original singer. I just released two songs yesterday. Since today's the right timing, I'll sing a new song that I haven't released yet."

Sophie's eyes twinkled with amusement as she asked, "You just became an independent original singer yesterday with the release of two new songs?"

Wang Qian said, "Yes, that's right."

Laughter echoed around.

"Boss, what songs did you release? I want to download them too."

"Boss, are the songs about hot pot?"

"Is he such a new singer?"

...

Sophie's barrage also flashed many teasing comments.

"This boss is really funny."

"Hahaha, this boss is quite handsome and humorous."

"The boss is fun, where's this restaurant? I want to go eat; most importantly, I want to interact with the boss, must be fun."

...

Sophie saw the online viewership in the live broadcast room increase by thousands, feeling delighted. The show's effect suddenly soared, which was exactly what Sophie wanted – engaging content!

She smiled and encouraged Wang Qian, "Then, boss, go ahead and sing your original songs. We'll be your audience, supporting originality, supporting dreams..."

Sophie gave him face with this encouragement. Regardless of whether Wang Qian sang well or not, the live broadcast would be buzzing, and that's what Sophie wanted – a hot topic!

Wang Qian waved his hand and shouted to Tang Feifei, "Bring me my guitar!"

Tang Feifei hurriedly ran inside to Wang Qian's office and brought back a dusty guitar, tossing it to Wang Qian, "Boss, this guitar is covered in dust; I've never seen you play it before!"

Wang Qian's face turned red!

He had bought this guitar on a whim and then left it in the office. If he wasn't singing today, he would have forgotten about it.

He waved his hand, indicating for Tang Feifei to leave quickly.

Wang Qian hugged the guitar, sat on the chair, faced the camera, with Sophie beside him, her fragrance invading his nostrils, making Wang Qian uncomfortable.

"Could you please move a bit farther away from me? It's affecting my performance."

Wang Qian said to Sophie in a low voice.

Sophie was bewildered, staring at Wang Qian with wide eyes, trying to confirm whether he was serious or joking.

Every time she went out for live interaction, others couldn't wait to get closer to her.

After all, her looks were indeed striking, and her figure was excellent. Otherwise, her amateur singing skills wouldn't have gained popularity.

Now...

The owner of this hot pot restaurant actually rejected her?

Wang Qian also stared at Sophie, with a distant look in his eyes, gesturing for her to move a bit, very serious.

Sophie was speechless, but could only move a little to the side.

Many people around were stifling laughter.

Tang Feifei said to a waiter, "Our boss is a real straight guy!"

The waitress nodded in agreement.

The barrage in Sophie's live broadcast room was also filled with comments teasing Wang Qian as a straight guy, a real man's man.

Wang Qian heard some of the comments around him about being a straight guy and didn't care. He adjusted the guitar strings a bit, tuned them, then said to the camera, "This song, I wrote it when I was bored. Just for fun. Feel free to listen, but if you don't like it, don't blame me."

Sophie and the nearby female internet celebrity exchanged glances, both with smiles on their faces.

This guy is really serious!

Ding ding ding...

The rapid sound of the guitar rang out.

The rhythm was strong.

Sophie, with some musical background, brightened up, her eyes immediately fixed on Wang Qian.

Wang Qian's slightly hoarse and deep voice immediately followed, "Standing on top of the tall building every day."

"Watching the ants on the ground."

"Their heads are big."

"Their legs are thin."

"They hold iPhones."

"They wear Nike and Adidas."

"They're going to be late for work."

"They're in a hurry..."

"My poor Jeep."

"It's been a long time since I climbed a mountain or crossed a river."

"He's in this city."

"Living a repressed life."

"Although he didn't say anything."

"But I know he's sad."

"I quietly made a wish."

"To take him to Mongolia..."

...

The usually bustling Hai Di Lao hot pot restaurant suddenly became extremely quiet.

The gaze of dozens of customers eating around focused on the owner sitting in the middle, holding a guitar and singing!

Previously, everyone had a relaxed attitude, even watching as a joke.

But when Wang Qian sang to this point.

Each of them knew.

This song.

Was good!

Especially this part at the beginning.

They all felt like it was describing themselves.

"They hold iPhones, they wear Nike and Adidas, they're going to be late for work, they're in a hurry..."

There was no more sound of eating.

Everyone put down their chopsticks.

They watched quietly as the owner of the hot pot restaurant sang.

Even the dozens of people waiting outside gathered at the door, standing there watching Wang Qian.

Sophie widened her eyes, looking at Wang Qian in astonishment.

This guy, seems to have really written a decent original song?

The female internet celebrity next to Sophie immediately took out her phone, typed in the lyrics she just heard, and searched, but found nothing.

Wang Qian's singing suddenly became more intense.

"In a hurry, rushed."

"Why is life always like this."

"Could it be that, my ideal, is to spend my life like this..."

"Not humble, not anxious..."

"Maybe life is just like this."

"Could it be that, after sixty years old."

"To go and search for the freedom I want."

"In fact, I often tell myself."

"A person should learn to be content."

"But everything passes with a smile..."

"What else is there to it...?"

Ding ding ding...

Wang Qian lightly strummed the guitar strings, repeated the last two lines of the lyrics again, as if asking everyone present: "But everything passes with a smile, what else, is there to it...?"

Swish...

His hand swept over the guitar strings lightly, then abruptly pressed down on them.

The singing, the accompaniment, both stopped simultaneously.

The whole place remained quiet.

Every table of diners put down their chopsticks, letting the hot pot bubble away, and just stared at Wang Qian.

At the entrance, there were crowds both inside and outside.

Wang Qian stood up, threw the guitar to Tang Feifei beside him, and said, "Alright, finished singing. This song is called 'Living.' Everyone should eat, get in line, go shopping, don't look at me."

Roar...

Now, the people around finally woke up.

Then.

Clap clap clap clap clap...

Applause surged like a tide.

"Boss, you sang so well, sing another one."

"Boss, you're really a singer, sang really well, can you sing another one?"

"Boss, sing another one, I'll eat in your restaurant for the rest of my life."

"Boss..."

Amidst the applause, everyone cheered for Wang Qian to sing another song. Wang Qian waved his hand, holding the microphone, and said, "Everyone came here to eat, not to listen to songs, right? Wait a couple of days, I'll find a recording studio to record this song and upload it. You can search and download it!" Seeing Wang Qian's firmness, everyone no longer insisted, and began to eat again, but the topic still revolved around Wang Qian and his song.

"I didn't expect the owner of Hai Di Lao to be so talented."

"He's really awesome!"

"I really like this song, it feels so genuine."

"It's been so long since I heard such a heartfelt song, it's great!"

...

Sophie immediately approached Wang Qian. "Boss, this song was really nice. Can we download it in a couple of days?"

Wang Qian handed the microphone to Tang Feifei and nodded. "Yes, search for 'Living' in a couple of days, there might be many songs with the same name, so look for the one by Qian Qian Junzi!"

Sophie blinked. "Your name is Qian Qian Junzi?"

Wang Qian countered, "Why, don't I look like one?"

Sophie smiled. "You do."

But the barrage was unanimous in disagreement. Furthermore, someone reminded them of their bet.

"Junzi, you won, quickly ask Sophie a question!"

"Yes, yes, Sophie lost, Junzi, ask any question you want, any question!"

"Hehe, Qian Qian Junzi, it's your turn!"

...

Sophie also saw these barrage messages and knew she had to fulfill the bet, or her reputation would suffer. She immediately approached Wang Qian, who was about to leave, and said, "Boss, I lost just now, so you can ask me a question now."

Wang Qian's eyes lit up. Many onlookers chuckled mischievously.

"Any question?"

"Haha, boss, ask something sensitive!"

"Boss, ask a bold and sensitive question."

...

Sophie's face reddened slightly.

Wang Qian looked at Sophie. "Any question?"

The surrounding laughter and cheering resumed.

Accompanied by three small internet celebrities, they all aimed their cameras at Sophie and Wang Qian, seeking to ride the wave of attention.

Sophie nodded affirmatively, feeling nervous as she quickly considered the sensitive questions Wang Qian might ask.

Like, do you have a boyfriend?

What's your contact information?

How many boyfriends have you had?

Can we have dinner together tonight?

And so on...

How should I respond?

Sophie quickly pondered some answers.

Wang Qian's voice snapped her back to reality. "Then I'll ask a very sensitive question."

Sophie's expression tensed, and she nodded earnestly. "Okay!"

"Boss is awesome!"

Someone shouted from the crowd.

Everyone watched this side intently, eager for some gossip.

Wang Qian looked at Sophie seriously and asked, "What's your view on the ongoing conflict in Syria?"

The previously lively restaurant fell into an eerie silence once again.

Many customers who were waiting to see the excitement were instantly petrified, holding their chopsticks with wide eyes fixed on Wang Qian.

The three internet celebrities were also motionless.

Sophie's face tightened, her mind racing to answer the sensitive question, but upon hearing it, she too was petrified, staring blankly at Wang Qian with wide eyes, her gaze vacant.

Even the barrage in the livestream decreased significantly.

Wang Qian, seeing everyone becoming extremely quiet, and Sophie freezing up, couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Is this question too sensitive? Are you having trouble answering?"

Sophie snapped back to reality, covering her face with her hand!

The phone screen was filled with densely packed barrage messages.

"I can't believe it, this question is too damn sensitive, I can't even come up with an answer."

"It's really too sensitive."

"I'm speechless... I'm getting goosebumps from how sensitive it is."

"By the way, what's higher than a steel straight guy?"

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