Chapter 37

"Xiaoming seems quite professional!" Song Kui said, glancing at Kuang Jiulan. When it came to music and instruments, he could only appreciate the sound, far less knowledgeable than his sister-in-law, Kuang Jiulan.

Kuang Jiulan's beautiful eyes seemed to sparkle as she stared intently at Ferren, who was testing the microphone on stage. She frowned slightly and said, "We don't know how well Xiaoming can sing yet!"

As the two families, the Songs and the Kuangs, had been close for generations, Song Kui naturally knew that Kuang Jiulan had never completely given up on the music industry. She always hoped to push a new talent to success to continue her own dreams. Seeing his sister-in-law's focused expression, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

The two or three minutes of sound testing passed quickly. The light and casual music Ferren played did not make the guests in the audience feel impatient. When Ferren tapped the microphone a few times, the noise in the room gradually subsided, even disappearing.

Seeing this, Kuang Jiulan's lips curled into an alluring smile, and she praised, "He has a great stage presence!"

Then, Ferren began the main song, a melody that was lively yet slightly low and oppressive. After the prelude, he started singing, his voice as clear and distant as a spring under the ice, singing the light Russian lyrics.

"The house is built,

But I am alone inside.

The door slams shut behind me,

The autumn wind beats against the windows, weeping for me.

Thunder rumbles at night, mist shrouds the morning,

The sunlight has turned cold.

Pain deep within me comes one after another,

Everyone, get ready to listen!"

At this point, Ferren scanned the audience, his lips curling, his eyes gradually becoming sharp.

Kuang Jiulan was a bit disappointed. Was this all Xiaoming could do? No, his sharp and resolute gaze was unapproachable, making her feel a bit disheartened as she silently watched Ferren on stage.

On the other side, forensic doctor Zeng Man and a few of her close friends were also there. Hearing this, she couldn't help but pout, "Hmm, he sings pretty well, but it's too bland."

"Xiao Man, he's not a professional, don't be too demanding, okay..."

Before this girl could finish her sentence, a piercing scream came from the stage.

"Ooohaaa~~ ah~~~~~~~"

Clear and piercing, the scream seemed to penetrate everything, like a high note or a dolphin's whistle.

"Clap! Clap!"

Two crisp sounds of wine glasses breaking came from the tables near the karaoke stage.

"Crash!" "Crash!" "Crash!"

Then, at least a dozen people in the audience, lost in the music, accidentally broke their glasses, including Zeng Man.

What the hell is going on?!

Kuang Jiulan was completely shocked, and Song Kui and his colleagues were also stunned, looking at each other in disbelief.

In fact, not just them, the entire audience was stunned, even feeling their hair stand on end, because Ferren's scream not only penetrated physical objects but also hearts and souls. The scream quickly shook all the guests, and for a moment, everyone stood up, eyes wide open, filled with disbelief.

"Ooohaaa~~ ah~~~~~~~"

Before the audience could recover, the miraculous scream sounded again, like a dolphin's, giving a sensation almost like piercing the eardrums.

When Ferren repeated the previously bland lyrics, thunderous applause broke out in the audience.

"Damn, I take back what I said earlier. If this guy isn't professional, no one is!" Zeng Man's friend said bluntly.

Zeng Man hummed lightly, not commenting, but she felt a bit curious about Ferren.

Finally, Ferren ended the performance with a long scream and smiled at the audience, "Thank you all for listening to 'Opera 2'! Everyone, I made a bet with the owner. How about letting me be the King of Karaoke tonight?"

"Agreed!"

"Sure!"

"No problem!"

The audience was in agreement, and some even cheered, "One more song, one more song!"

Zeng Man's friends also joined in, but Zeng Man muttered, "Opera 2? What a strange name!"

Kuang Jiulan also found the song's name strange, but it didn't stop her from quickly coming to the stage to help Ferren, "Everyone, how was my brother's performance?"

The audience naturally cheered. Kuang Jiulan seized the opportunity to add, "But you also saw, his singing style is very hard on the vocal cords, so he shouldn't sing too much. I hope everyone understands!"

The guests, mostly middle-class, were quite cultured and could understand Kuang Jiulan's concern and Ferren's predicament, so they didn't ask Ferren to sing another song. Instead, they applauded and cheered as Ferren took his bow.

With Ferren's performance setting a high bar, no one else dared to come up and perform, so the karaoke night at Jiulan's place ended after fewer than ten songs. Fortunately, "Opera 2" was worth a hundred songs, and no one felt disappointed.

After Ferren sat down again, he smiled at Kuang Jiulan, "Sister Lan, how about it? Shouldn't our table be free?"

"Of course, Sister Lan keeps her word!" Kuang Jiulan smiled, "But Xiaoming, is your throat okay after singing like that?"

Ferren waved his hand, "It's nothing."

Ignoring Song Kui's signals, Kuang Jiulan finally asked what she had been thinking since hearing "Opera 2," "Xiaoming, are you interested in entering the music industry? I can be your agent."

Ferren was slightly surprised and then shrugged, "I'm doing well as a police officer. Why enter the music industry?"

"With that song you just sang, you won't have to worry about not becoming famous, and you might even become a king of the music industry!" Kuang Jiulan, excited and a bit carried away, didn't bother to check Ferren's background before making the offer, "Being a police officer, you're exposed to the elements every day, and the salary is nothing compared to what a star earns!"

Ferren laughed, not wanting to directly reject Kuang Jiulan, and looked at Song Kui, signaling him to say something to change the subject.

Song Kui quickly said, "Brother, your Ferrari 550 is great. Can I borrow it sometime?"

Ferren casually replied, "Sure, anytime you want." Then he took a sip from the wine bottle and looked at Kuang Jiulan teasingly.

Ferrari 550?! Kuang Jiulan was stunned by the car name, her face turning grim. She realized that Ferren was not short of money and didn't need to enter the music industry to be surrounded by paparazzi.

In fact, Ferren was used to the blood and gore of his job and couldn't stand the seemingly glamorous but actually boring life of a star. In a big city like HK, only the police profession could give him some excitement and allow him to go home and see his parents with dignity.

Thus, Kuang Jiulan, understanding the situation, didn't mention the music industry again. She just drank with Song Kui and the others until her subordinates called her to handle some matters.

During this time, many guests came to greet Ferren, even asking for autographs. Ferren, not a star, could still tolerate the greetings, but he politely declined the autograph requests.

After Kuang Jiulan left, Song Kui, taking the opportunity to clink bottles with Ferren, whispered, "Brother, there's a group of beauties at the two o'clock position watching you, and the one in the middle seems to be our colleague!"

Ferren glanced over casually, meeting the dark eyes of the girl, and sneered, "That girl is from the forensic department, her name is Zeng Man, not really a colleague."

"Oh? No wonder she looked familiar... What? Not going to say hello?"

Ferren pouted, "I've only met her once, and it didn't go well. No need to say hello!"

"Maybe she's interested in you because of that song you just sang," Song Kui joked.

"Don't be ridiculous!" Ferren was startled, "That woman is stubborn and a bit of a fool. Anyone who gets involved with her is in for trouble!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zeng Man, holding a glass of wine, stormed over, scolding, "Ferren, talking behind people's backs, are you even a man?" She then splashed the wine in Ferren's face.

Song Kui and the others were stunned, not knowing what had gotten into Zeng Man. Ferren, however, had anticipated this and, as Zeng Man splashed the wine, he quickly put a cushion in front of her glass, absorbing all the red wine without spilling a drop. "Doctor Zeng, you must have eagle eyes to read lips from so far away!"

"None of your business!" Seeing that she hadn't embarrassed Ferren, Zeng Man was slightly startled and tried to turn and leave.

Ferren, however, didn't let her off easily. He casually threw the cushion, and the wet part of it hit Zeng Man's face.

"Ugh, ugh!" Zeng Man threw the cushion to the ground and wiped the wine from her face, about to scold Ferren, but Ferren beat her to it, "Doctor Zeng, your own red wine, it tastes pretty good, right?"

"Hmph, stingy man!" Zeng Man cursed, her eyes welling up with tears, and walked away.

Ferren shrugged indifferently and called out to her retreating figure, "Brother Song, see that? This woman is so foolish, she's beyond reason."

Zeng Man's body trembled, but she forced herself not to turn back and disappeared into the crowd.

Song Kui shook his head and smiled bitterly, not knowing how to comment on this sudden confrontation between Ferren and Zeng Man.

After that, Ferren and Song Kui and their colleagues drank a few more rounds. Seeing that it was late, they decided to leave but noticed some fashionably dressed gangsters in the crowd, quietly selling K. powder and ecstasy.

Ferren's eyes gleamed, and he sneered, "Brother Song, I didn't expect Sister Lan's place to have this kind of stuff."

Song Kui's expression turned serious, and he shook his head, "It shouldn't be with Jiulan's permission. She never touches that stuff."

"Oh? That's interesting. Looks like we need to step in," Ferren said coldly.

Song Kui nodded slightly and instructed his subordinates to blend into the crowd and catch the dealers red-handed.

Ferren also went down, swaying as he approached two gangsters with orange, messy hair.

These two were using the opportunity to sell drugs to flirt with a woman, not letting others get close. Their greedy eyes roamed over her full and sexy figure, occasionally swallowing their saliva, clearly eyeing her and planning to take advantage of her.

(Today was indeed busy, both updates were late, I'm really sorry!)

(Dear readers, please support with recommendations and add to your favorites!!)

Page AD starts

Page AD ends