Mygo, you guys seem to be getting a bit heavy-hearted.

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After Yanming finished preparing dinner, he turned off the gas stove and range hood, and was just about to leave the kitchen to call the two of them to eat.

Immediately afterward, he went outside and found Xiao Xiang hitting Xiao Mu.

"Bad Xiaomu, bad Xiaomu, bad Xiaomu, bad Xiaomu, bad Xiaomu..."

Mu could only protect her head with a wronged expression, silently accepting the 80 from her best friend.

Although Xiang didn't use much force, she probably wouldn't give up unless he pretended to be in pain.

...However, there's no point in letting it go now.

Because Mu had done something to offend Xiangzi, he could only swallow his grievances and silently endure Xiangzi's outbursts.

They look so pitiful.

Yanming quickly stepped forward to stop him: "Xiaoxiang? What are you doing?"

Before Xiangzi could speak, Mu stepped in to defend him: "It wasn't Xiang's fault... It was me. I accidentally touched the floor with my left foot first, which made Xiang angry."

Xiangzi: “…”

That was just an excuse she made up; as for the real reason... how could she possibly tell Xiao Mu?

Yanming: "..."

No, isn't this bullying honest people?

Yanming's gaze turned stern, and he immediately said in a solemn voice, "Toyokawa Kosho, you can't do this kind of thing to your friends, do you hear me?"

"..." Xiangzi knew he was in the wrong, so he silently took back his explanation. "I understand."

"Let's go eat." Yanming didn't pursue the matter further. "Oh, by the way, come help me serve the dishes."

"Okay."

……

Ten minutes later, Xiangzi looked at the table full of organic food and began to question his life choices.

"Stir-fried cucumber with ham, stir-fried cucumber with shredded pork, cucumber salad, cucumber and tofu soup... Why... are there so many cucumbers?"

Yanming picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of cucumber and put it in his mouth, then shrugged: "Xiao Mu gave me a big bag of cucumbers, which will be perfect for cooking. It will also help cure your picky eating habit."

Perhaps because he was afraid of being hungry during the time when he didn't have anyone to help him, Xiangzi doesn't really like eating vegetarian food now that he can eat meat. Yanming has wanted to correct this habit for a long time.

While Xiangzi was eating the various cucumber dishes that Yanming kept putting into his bowl, Mu was staring blankly at the plates of cucumbers.

"Yanming... is so amazing..."

She tiptoed over and picked up a small slice of cucumber from one of the plates, carefully putting it in her mouth and chewing it.

...It's very well done; you can clearly taste the effort the chef put into it, and it hasn't been compromised despite the large variety of dishes...Every dish here is made with great care.

Those little cucumbers he gave away... he treated them all very well.

……Very good.

Mu's lips curled into a smile, and even Xiangzi, who was having a passionate encounter with Yanming, couldn't help but stop what she was doing and look at her very familiar younger sister in surprise:

"Xiao Mu smiled..."

Yanming flicked her head with his backhand and, taking advantage of her unpreparedness, put another piece of vegetable into her bowl: "What are you talking about? Of course Xiaomu will laugh."

"Ugh! That's not what I was talking about!" Xiangzi rubbed her forehead, which had been tapped, in dissatisfaction. "It's just... never mind, I suddenly don't want to talk to you anymore, hmph~"

Yanming glanced at Xiangzi, too lazy to bother with her. Asking her would only result in more riddles he couldn't decipher.

"That's weird... Fine, I won't say."

"Humph~"

The cucumber fairy's smile did not bring good luck.

If you want to get good luck, going to Lena might be a more reliable option.

Xiangzi was surprised because it had been almost a year since Mu had last smiled from the bottom of his heart.

That was when they were at karaoke, and that's when Mu looked at her with that smile.

Now, she can actually smile at people other than herself.

My little sister has grown up

I am no longer the "only one" in her eyes.

The idea that they were each other's half-bodies may soon become a thing of the past as Yanming and his harmonious relationship grows closer.

Although Xiangzi felt a little jealous about this change, he was mostly happy for his sister.

If only... it wasn't her own boyfriend she stole.

So annoying

I want to wrap Xiaomu in a blanket and then beat her up.

"...?" Mu's hand, which was eating rice, froze. He put down the bowl and looked around, but found nothing unusual.

...Is it an illusion?

Chapter 188 Today, my hands trembled.

After the meal, Xiangzi offered to clear the dishes, which saved Yanming a lot of trouble.

He first went to the attic and carried a set of home karaoke equipment that he had cleaned out during the last deep cleaning to the living room, and tried to connect it to the TV screen.

Yes, it still works normally, and even an old person like myself can understand how to use it.

Yanming nodded in satisfaction.

He had forgotten why he bought such a useless thing for himself, but since it would come in handy, it was worth the purchase.

Because of overuse of his vocal cords, Yanming didn't dare to make a loud sound. He just called out in a voice that Mu could just hear, "Xiao Mu, come here for a moment."

Mu was currently leaning over the kitchen sink, watching curiously as Xiangzi skillfully washed the greasy dishes and chopsticks.

This scene was quite unusual for Mu, and she gained a new understanding of the changes in Xiangzi.

Hearing Yanming's call, Mu turned around and ran towards the living room, her excitement barely concealed: "Yanming... I'm here!"

Xiangzi couldn't help but turn around and take another look.

That feeling of having double the amount of cabbage eaten by a pig welled up again uncontrollably, and the plate in my hand was almost crushed by the force of my grip.

My hands are shaking today...

Today, my heart aches...

Woo-wa-wa-wa——

There were no onions at dinner though...

……

"Sit down." Yanming, who was impersonating a top teacher, stretched out his hand and invited student Ruoye Mu to sit down.

To create a realistic atmosphere, he spent some time pushing the two sofas in the living room to the corner and placing a microphone stand in the center.

With one hand holding the remote control and the other adjusting the microphone height, Yanming said, "The requirement is to sing while playing, so it's better to learn to sing standing up... By the way, Xiao Mu, you don't have 'guitar germaphobia,' do you?"

Mu didn't bring a guitar. Yanming only had one guitar at home, which he used himself and Aiyin had also used.

In a sense, Magic King is no longer clean.

"No, but my guitar... is a little different... it's a seven-string guitar."

Yanming touched his chin: "This is... a bit difficult. Let's just practice vocalization then."

He simply abandoned his original plan to have Xiao Mu try singing and playing instruments directly.

"In short, let's give it another try first."

"Hmm..." Mu nodded obediently, raising her head and staring intently at Yanming.

Yanming felt a little embarrassed by the undisguised gaze and hurriedly turned his face away, saying, "Uh... Xiaomu, you're looking at the lyrics on the screen, not at me."

"it is good……"

Because it wasn't as crowded as the coffee shop, Xiao Mu performed much better than in the afternoon, and her voice was also much louder.

Moreover, Yanming always felt that this child seemed unusually energetic. Just singing a slow song, Mu's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Although her emotional delivery was still somewhat appalling, at least she was willing to lift her head and sing, which made Yanming very gratified.

Faced with Mu's expectant gaze, Yanming was naturally generous with his praise: "You've made great progress, but it's still not enough. Keep up the good work."

"Ok!"

Mu seemed encouraged; her little face visibly flushed.

"Then let's summarize the shortcomings of your singing," Yanming continued.

I've tried to correct it a few times this afternoon, but because I need to divide my energy among other people, the results haven't been significant, and it's a far cry from the one-on-one guidance I received this evening.

Yanming was quite confident that he could resolve Mu's singing technique issue tonight.

As the saying goes, a good teacher produces outstanding students.

Although He Yanming cannot be considered a famous teacher

But Xiao Mu is not very tall either.

So

Damn, the duct tape and stockings are falling apart! (Thumbs up)

"The biggest problem is that Xiao Mu's voice has almost no variation, which is what we often call 'not conveying emotion'. Of course, considering Xiao Mu's special circumstances, this issue is not as big as imagined, and only a slight adjustment is needed."

Mutsumi's character is more inclined towards the traditional "emotionless" girl archetype.

However, compared to the true emotionless characters in ACG works, Mutsu's inner world is completely different. Her emotional system is actually quite rich, but it is mostly sealed away by this small body and never revealed to others.

Yanming's requirements for Mu were not for her to be like some golden-haired cyborg, energetically running and jumping around on stage, or to skydive from thousands of meters high without a parachute, something that even the cameras couldn't capture.

That was too bizarre for Mu, and completely impractical.

Given Xiao Mu's small stature, he didn't want Mu to make a mess of himself on stage (physics).

Yanming simply wanted Xiaomu to express her true feelings.

"What did Xiao Mu think of the song I sang earlier?"

Mu recalled...

No, there's really no need to recall it.

Mu tried to recall the song, and it seemed as if it were pinned to the top of her brain, playing repeatedly in her mind for her to enjoy at will, with each word pronounced extremely clearly.

The lyrics, strung together, slowly and gradually took shape, eventually transforming into the image of a little girl.

...That's my own appearance, and the voice is my own singing.

"I...I can't do what Yanming did..."

"You don't need to be like me, nor do you need to imitate my singing. I just want to tell you that singing is actually a very easy thing to do. It's simply a matter of collecting all kinds of emotions in your daily life and then pouring them out in the accompaniment. Although it's easy for others to criticize it as howling, it's still singing."

The sounds Mu is making now are merely speaking in rhythm; they cannot be considered "singing."

If you want Mu to sing, you have to make her realize the true meaning of singing.

The sound that can be hummed freely at any volume anytime, anywhere, regardless of mood or status, is singing.

"Has anything happy happened to Xiaomu recently?" Yanming said, using the remote control to select a cheerful song. "Try to put the emotions you felt about that event into your voice and sing it out. Don't worry about the lyrics for now."

Following Yanming's guidance, Mu fell into deep thought.

There are some things to be happy about...

But speaking of... recent events.

Hmm... if it's that kind of thing, maybe it will work.

Mu nodded, and in the last second before the lyrics began to play in the intro, he picked up the microphone in front of him.