[System, change 'in the room' to 'in the pot'.]
Behold, Jiang Zhi, with a coy look, walked to the center of the hall. A staff member handed her an erhu. Jiang Zhi took the erhu, raised her hand to start playing, but then her body suddenly jolted. Immediately after, she put down the erhu and rushed to the kitchen.
Everyone, including the bullet - screen viewers, was stunned.
[What's she doing?]
[Wasn't she going to perform the erhu? What's she doing in the kitchen?]
[Could she be hungry?]
[I don't understand her. She seems so strange.]
Amidst the puzzled discussions, Jiang Zhi came out, carrying a pot in her hand.
[Ah? What's she doing?]
[Why bring the pot to the hall? You can't cook in the hall.]
Immediately after that, Jiang Zhi walked to the center of the hall and placed the pot on the ground. Then, she directly entered the pot.
Everyone was shocked.
Jiang Zhi stood with both feet in the pot, a confident smile curving her lips.
[Original text: Along with Jiang Zhi's movements, the erhu slowly produced a pleasant sound.]
[System, change 'pleasant' to 'ear - piercing'.]
"Beep——" An ear - piercing noise rang out in the room, causing everyone to frown.
It was the first time anyone had heard the erhu played like this. It was like the sharp sound of a tire rubbing against the ground, or the creepy wail coming from a deep mountain forest. It made people's heads buzz.
"Ah, this..." Zhou Huai lowered his voice: "I feel like I could play better with my feet."
Due to the ear - piercing sound, he forgot that the microphone was pinned to his collar, and his voice was heard clearly by the audience in front of the screen. Zhou Huai's face changed, fearing that the bullet - screen would criticize him for speaking ill of others behind their backs. But the bullet - screen actually agreed with him.
[My dog could play better than her.]
[Is this what Gu Xize meant by being good at all kinds of instruments?]
[Jiang Zhi's proficiency in the erhu is almost non - existent.]
[Someone stop her, please. My ears are going to go deaf.]
[Jiang Zhi is trying to make everyone stupid with the erhu so that they'll stupidly say she plays well.]
[I feel like she's trying to send people off with the erhu.]
[How on earth did she manage to play the erhu like this? It makes people so irritated, I really want to hit someone.]
[This should be called the Mania March.]
[I can feel it's unbearable even through the screen. I really feel sorry for the guests on - site.]
The guests and staff on - site were almost driven crazy by the sound, but Jiang Zhi herself was deeply immersed. A smile curved her lips, and she quickened her movements, playing with more and more confidence.
"Screech - beep - puff - screech..." Even more ear - piercing noises came, and everyone had to cover their ears.
"Help... help, my ears are about to start ringing!" Wang Yufei really couldn't take it anymore.
She took a few big steps forward and directly snatched the erhu from Jiang Zhi.
"For the sake of everyone's ears, you'd better not play the erhu anymore."
Jiang Zhi, who had been immersed in the "music", was suddenly robbed of the erhu, and her eyes instantly turned red.
"Yufei, how could you treat me like this?"
"I'm doing this for everyone's ears."
Jiang Zhi was controlled by the conspiracy and had no idea that her voice was so harsh. On the contrary, she felt good about herself and thought that Wang Yufei was deliberately picking on her. So, she shed tears in distress, saying, "It doesn't matter. If you don't like it, I won't perform anymore. As long as you are happy, that's fine."
Wang Yufei furrowed her brows deeply: "Who are you putting on this act for? It seems like I'm bullying you, but everyone doesn't want to listen to you play the erhu!"
Jiang Zhi didn't believe it. She thought she had played very well just now, the most dedicated she had ever been since learning the erhu.
"Xize, what do you think?" Jiang Zhi turned to look at Gu Xize.
"Uh..." Gu Xize looked embarrassed. In his memory, Jiang Zhi could play the erhu very well, but what she played just now... After much hesitation, Gu Xize finally said: "Uh... you looked especially beautiful when you were playing the erhu."
He really couldn't come up with anything better to say.
Wang Yufei looked at Jiang Zhi speechlessly: "How about... you get out of the pot first?"
Jiang Zhi: "What?"
She looked down and only then realized that she was standing in a pot. Jiang Zhi was shocked and wanted to get out of the pot immediately. But in her haste, she lost her balance.
Just as she was about to have an intimate encounter with the ground, a pair of strong hands landed on her waist. Looking up, it was Gu Xize's handsome side - face: "Sister Zhizhi, be careful."
Some attentive viewers noticed something fishy.
[I feel like Gu Xize has special feelings for Jiang Zhi.]
[You're not alone.]
[But isn't Jiang Zhi pregnant? If nothing unexpected happens, she'll be Gu Xize's sister - in - law.]
Jiang Zhi's fans were smug.
[Zhizhi is just so charming. Although she's already taken, she's still very popular. Some people who were dumped in a high - profile way surely don't understand this kind of trouble.]
[What are you guys pulling at upstairs?]
[Maybe he wants to poop.]
Jiang Zhi met the man's gentle gaze, her face blushing slightly: "Thank you."
[Original text: There was a momentary throb in Jiang Zhi's heart. She was just an ordinary woman. At that moment, Gu Xize was like a prince who descended from the sky. It was normal for her to be a little attracted. After all, she wasn't the only woman in the world who was attracted to two men.]
Jiang Miaomiao looked at the two people exchanging affectionate glances, a mischievous smile curving her lips.
[System, change 'a prince who descended from the sky' to 'a mosquito that descended from the sky'.]
Gu Xize rarely had the opportunity to be in such close contact with Jiang Zhi. At this moment, his hand was still on Jiang Zhi's waist, and it felt really soft. For a moment, he felt the blood surging in his body.
Jiang Zhi noticed his strange reaction, and her cheeks became even hotter. But she didn't forget that they were on a show, so she reminded: "Xize, I've already stood steady."
Gu Xize was stunned for a moment and then let go. Only then did he remember they were on the show. Worried that this would cause unnecessary misunderstandings for Jiang Zhi, he wanted to explain. But as soon as he opened his mouth, a strange sound came out: "Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz..."
Jiang Zhi:? Others:?
Gu Xize was shocked when he heard his own voice. He couldn't believe it and opened his mouth again.
"Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz——"
Liu Mingyue was shocked: "Is... is this some encrypted language?"
Jiang Zhi was also confused: "Xize, are... are you sick?"
Why did he suddenly start making the sound of a mosquito? The impulse she had just experienced vanished immediately.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz." Gu Zexi urgently wanted to explain to Jiang Zhi, but every time he opened his mouth, he could only make the sound of a mosquito. His face turned as pale as pork liver, filled with anxiety.
Damn it! Why couldn't he make any other sounds? A few days ago, he had been constantly worried that his voice would turn into the eunuch - like voice he had at the hotel that day. He even had nightmares at night. He had just managed to get rid of the nightmare of the eunuch - like voice, and now it had turned into a mosquito voice!
Gu Zexi was on the verge of breaking down.
The bullet - screen was also in chaos because Gu Xize, not willing to give up, kept trying to speak, resulting in continuous mosquito sounds.
[Can we ask Gu Xize to stop making mosquito sounds?]