My Green Plums Are Super Sweet

Chapter 57: My legs fell to the ground

Ye Xichen asked: “Did you bring a Bluetooth headset?”

"have!"

Hearing Ye Xichen's question, Ye Weiwei took out the Bluetooth headset as quickly as possible from his silver-white shell backpack.

 Ye Xichen said: "Bring it with you."

Ye Weiyi did as she was told without saying anything. Her trust in Ye Xichen had reached an immeasurable level.

Han Xingye watched all of Ye Weiyi's movements, suddenly bumped her arm, and said directly before Ye Weiwei could dodge: "We should go and wait."

 The next group waiting will be lined up behind the curtain first, so they should pass now.

Ye Weiwei put the backpack on her place and put her cell phone inside.

She was sitting in the second row of the auditorium from the beginning, so even if she stood on the stage, it would not affect her ability to answer Ye Xichen's call.

Moreover, Ye Youyi has waist-length hair that is draped down from her shoulders, completely hiding her beautiful ears.

Han Xingye, who had just witnessed all this, had a flash of meaning in his eyes.

 “Little fool, we will be here soon, you should focus on the game first.”

After a period of contact, Han Xingye began to think about the illusory tacit understanding between Daring Ye Weiwei and Ye Xichen.

 “What do you want to do? Go to a competition with a Bluetooth headset?”

He advised Ye Weiyi to put down his headphones and get ready, but Ye Weiyi glanced at him and didn't even reply.

She covered her mouth and whispered something, and then suddenly became quiet.

Han Xingye thought that Ye Weiwei was shy now and if she did anything, people would look at her as the campus beauty, but she didn’t know that the reason Ye Weiwei became less nervous was...

“Little bell, if you were to sing to me, would you be afraid?”

"Won't."

 “Be good. You must remember that your singing belongs to me.”

Ye Xichen spoke to Ye Weiwei through a Bluetooth headset, and he deliberately used that tone of voice to seduce her.

 Ye only blushes with honey.

 He did not directly tell her not to be nervous or afraid, but asked her to sing to him.

The only little black man hiding in his heart at night: I don’t want to lose face, don’t I?

Little white man: You can do anything in front of your brother.

 As long as she faced Ye Xichen, she could act unscrupulously and not be afraid of anything.

 “Little bell, after you get on stage, remember to smile.”

 “You have dimples when you smile, they’re very cute.”

The moment the only person walked onto the stage cautiously that night, her mind went blank for a second.

"Baby, the accompaniment will start soon." Ye Xichen's voice came from the earphones, lingering in her ears, as if there was magical power, inexplicably making Ye Weiwei's nervousness subside.

 She took a deep breath.

 After a musical instruction from the team, she spoke into the microphone.

 The other contestants in the audience were whispering and discussing. They never expected that Ye Weiwei, who had never been forced to participate in campus activities, would participate in this singing competition and be the lead singer of the team!

The most incredible thing is, how come they never knew that the only voice in the night was so beautiful?

Different from the soft and waxy way he usually speaks, it is like a sudden burst of high notes. The lyrics are clear and unmistakable, and the rhythm of each word follows the accurate rhythm of the accompaniment.

 The judges looked at each other and quickly gave their teams scores.

“Little bell, you gave me a surprise.” The performance on stage was beyond Ye Xichen’s expectation.

 Ye blushed for the only moment, "Is it a surprise?"

Her voice trembled, and her legs almost fell to the ground.

I originally wanted to write the title directly: My face is red and my legs are weak.

I’m afraid that the kindergarten students won’t be able to sit firmly on the bus.

 (End of this chapter)