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After Breaking the Persona, I Reach the Peak of My Life-Chapter 901 - 890: Years of Friendship
"Yeah, yeah!" Ye Xiao stood up, smiling, "I watched during that cultural festival back then, and I have to say the most exciting part was indeed from class H, Boss, your and Xu Renfei’s singing was particularly good!"
"Agreed! Boss, give us a treat for our ears!"
"Boss! It’s rare for you to come, sing a song for us!"
Who knew that with just one sentence from Bi Xiaoyuan, it would gain unanimous agreement from everyone, all because of Chu Kuang.
Originally, everyone felt that Bi Xia being able to join them for the gathering was already great, but now it was different. It wasn’t that their expectations were higher, but because they had endured too much from Chu Kuang’s musical tyranny, they urgently needed something pleasant to cleanse their ears and rekindle their love for music.
And everyone knew that Bi Xia’s singing was amazing.
Bi Xia slightly raised an eyebrow at everyone, then looked at Bi Xiaoyuan’s shining little eyes, sighed lightly, and waved his hand, "Bring the mic to the Emperor!"
"Mic coming~" Originally wallowing in despair and in need of someone to support him, Chu Kuang immediately crawled up upon hearing this, pushed Meng Chi, who was holding another microphone and heading to Bi Xia’s room, out of the way, dashed over with the microphone in hand, and offered it with both hands in a shrill voice, "Your Majesty, please~"
Bi Xia’s mouth twitched slightly, patting Chu Kuang’s shoulder, "Kuangzi..."
"The servant is here~" Chu Kuang responded in a shrill voice.
"...Actually, beside the Emperor, there aren’t just eunuchs."
"Huh?"
Seeing Chu Kuang’s puzzled expression, Bi Xia cleared his throat, "There are ministers as well."
Chu Kuang: ...
Suddenly standing up, Chu Kuang turned and headed towards the door, dragging Meng Chi along the way, shouting, "Ah Chi, don’t stop me, I can’t live like this anymore!"
"Aaaaahhhh!! How did I not think of it, choosing a eunuch over a minister!!!"
With his sleeve tugged, Meng Chi looked blankly ahead, "Because you’re dumb."
Chu Kuang: ...
Everyone: ...
Pft...
"Hahahahahahaha!!!!"
All at once, laughter echoed in the room, Chu Kuang rolled his eyes at Meng Chi, made a haughty cold grunt, and turned to sit back on the sofa, "What are you looking at! Yes, I’m stupid, so what!"
Meng Chi: ...
"...Your sleeve lengthened..." Meng Chi looked at Chu Kuang, "Whatever, remember to replace my shirt."
Chu Kuang: ...
Suddenly, familiar music started playing, and everyone quieted down, stopped joking and turned to look ahead.
On the big screen in front and the screen behind appeared the large words ’Friendship Years,’ followed by different characters.
Under the colorful lights, the youngster stood in front of the screen, head slightly lowered, his starry eyes gazing somewhere unknown. The lights shone on his black hair, making him appear as if steeped in a river of many colors. Amid the shimmering waves, the boy slowly lifted his head, with the accelerating music, suddenly turned his head, winked at everyone, and made a loud sound with his mouth.
That sound transmitted through the microphone, perfectly matching the rising music, collaborating together, causing everyone’s hearts to skip a beat, and the long-dormant passion in their hearts surged once more.
The time that vanished scattered in the wind,
As if forgetting how to face it again,
Days of wandering.
You’re accompanying,
We’ll meet again if fate allows,
The innocent voice is fading away.
Everyone distances for their own goals.
As the first sentence sang slowly, the boy’s clear voice carried a slight hoarseness, his delicate face becoming calm, yet the song he sang was anything but calm.
During boyhood, every boy harbored a dream of being a gangster, indeed it’s true for boys, when this song played, watching the boy singing it, especially the kids from class H, unknowingly their eyes turned red.
Originally living an ordinary life, ridiculed by others, even family, but stepping into class H, from the moment their boss became someone named Bi Xia, she showed them what it meant to be extraordinary.
At this moment, their former dreams, the passion they once had, were instantly awakened.
Forget about right and wrong
Reminisce about the past
Days of overcoming hardships always had their joys
Unbelieving in despair
Unafraid of hesitation
Competing in beautiful dreams
Striving daily tirelessly...
At that moment, in the room, it was no longer just Bi Xia’s voice, but the voices of everyone intertwining together, singing about that moment, their dreams.







