Jeremy said, "That's all I can sing." "It's easy, then you sing." After saying that, Zhongyu sat down next to the jukebox, crossed his legs and started eating melon seeds. It was clear that he wanted to see Jeremy make a fool of himself. One day a few years ago, in the same scene, he said the same words, but because of his timid stage fright, he never dared to pick up the microphone and became a laughing stock in the eyes of his classmates. But after living in the United States for two years, Jeremy is no longer the cowardly and timid Amin he once was. He generously picked up the microphone and stood up, saying to Zhong Yu who was eating sunflower seeds over there: "Sorry, right here waiting." As the music rose and fell, the rich and melodious singing like the sound of nature echoed throughout the room, and even in everyone's heart. Surprise, disbelief, and envy were changing in everyone's eyes. No wonder the older generation said that people's eyes can't lie. Except Ning Yue, because she knew how good he was. After the song was over, when everyone was still immersed in the sound of the music, he took Ningyue's hand and walked out expressionlessly, "I hate singing." He said the next sentence and flashed away.