Feeling the dazzling eyes around him, An Yinhao frowned.
"Why, do you resent me so deeply?"
It's just that he didn't sing along with the accompaniment as he said. As a result, on the way back, everyone almost looked at him with resentment.
"You said you wanted to sing, but you didn't sing a word in the end. Didn't you live up to our expectations?" Xue Ling muttered, holding Zhou Shiwen's arm.
Naturally, An Yinhao couldn't tell her the real reason for that conversation.
"Do you want to hear me sing that much?" An Yinhao raised his neck and looked at the sky indifferently, "Shi Wen will be jealous."
"Luluo - Shi Wen sings beautifully. Unlike you, you don't even dare to sing!" Xue Ling made a face, causing Zhou Shiwen to smile bitterly.
An Yinhao stared with dead eyes and ignored Xue Ling's provocation.
"Really, are you good at singing?" Guinevere looked at Zhou Shiwen.
Because of Xue Ling, Guinevere and Zhou Shiwen were also quite familiar with each other. In other words, Guinevere is good at communicating with people, and now she can be said to have fully integrated into the music club.
"No, no, no, I just occasionally hum my favorite songs, and Xiaoxue heard me." Zhou Shiwen waved his hands quickly, his face turned red due to his shy personality.
It seemed that Xue Ling had exaggerated certain aspects of his characteristics in front of others not once or twice.
In order not to embarrass Zhou Shiwen, Guinevere smiled politely and did not continue to ask.
"Don't be modest. If you can master the rhythm of breathing so quickly, you will definitely be good at singing!" Lin Ranzhe took a picture of Zhou Zhou and then added after thinking about it, "As long as you are not a tone deaf person!"
"You are the one who is tone-deaf, and your whole family is tone-deaf!" Xue Ling puffed up her face and said angrily.
"Hmph, I'm not talented. My mother was once a famous British opera singer, and my father has also served as a music reviewer several times! And I~" Lin Ranzhe flipped his hair angrily, "will become a king-level singer in the future. !”
The bottomless nonsense made everyone who heard it laugh. If Zhou Shiwen hadn't hugged him tightly, Xue Ling would have wanted to kick him to death.
"Sister Wei'er, kick people like you who are lacking in brains as soon as possible. We can't delay you who are both talented and beautiful!!"
Xue Ling in Zhou Shiwen's arms roared like a crazy kitten, and Guinevere was amused by her.
Laughing all the way back to the hotel, the time came to nine o'clock in the evening. Before returning, everyone had already finished dinner.
After a day's journey and a visit to the venue, everyone was tired. After saying goodbye on the 21st floor of the hotel, they returned to their respective rooms.
Yes, Lin Ranzhe arranged everyone’s rooms on this floor...
The room arranged for everyone was one for each person. Xue Ling walked into Zhou Shiwen's room naturally. Everyone who was not surprised pretended not to see it. Only Haku blinked strangely, but did not say anything.
Then, when Haku opened the door and was about to walk in, he noticed that Xue Ling was led by the neck and put outside the door.
Haku then showed a look of understanding.
An Yinhao walked into the room and closed the door. He stepped into the bathroom, took a quick shower, changed into a bathrobe and walked out.
The door never sounded, but An Yinhao came out and saw Lin Ranzhe sitting by the bed and Guinevere sitting on the sofa.
Lin Ranzhe is also wearing a bathrobe, and Guinevere is still wearing daytime attire.
This picture is a bit weird...
An Yinhao's expression didn't change much and he walked over naturally. As soon as he took a step, he saw Lin Ranzhe lying back and said in a deliberately loud voice: "Uncle, come and play~"
The corners of Guinevere's eyes twitched fiercely.
She was thinking about whether to beat the guy up before discussing the matter.
Just as she was thinking, Guinevere saw An Yinhao's water-stained slippers fly into Lin Ranzhe's face.
"Keep your voice down, Miku is next door."
An Yinhao crossed his arms and leaned on the bedside table.
Lin Ranzhe threw the slippers under the bed: "Don't worry, the sound insulation effect of the room is excellent."
Guinevere remained silent and raised the coffee table next to her by a few centimeters with one hand.
Lin Ranzhe was instantly well-behaved.
Guinevere coughed twice and said: "I have deployed people around the venue. The members of the tombkeepers are scattered among them. If someone with special energy in the body appears, they can be detected immediately."
The Gravekeepers can be said to be one of the best organizations in the world, and it is normal to have a few special talents. But the problem is that if the people who come rely on technological means, this type of perception may not be of much use.
However, the biggest threat currently is the black shadow using black technology armor!
"This can already prevent most of the threats." Lin Ranzhe touched his chin and said, "After all, the kind of perverts we encounter are in the minority. I suspect that the black shadow is probably their big boss."
"Don't take any chances." An Yinhao looked at Guinevere, "What is your method of monitoring the venue?"
"Electronic monitoring and the special abilities of perception are coordinated at the same time. Two of our members can detect malicious intent, but the range is limited and there is no way to take care of the entire venue."
"Oh, you are rich. Are the people above you so willing to spend money?" Lin Ranzhe said with interest.
In the other world, there are not many people with special abilities in perception. Even the gravekeepers must have spent a lot of money to bring in so many people. After all, this is a very large venue that can accommodate nearly hundreds of thousands of people, and there are only a few of them in the world!
Being able to mobilize so many people also shows Guinevere's extraordinary status among the tombkeepers.
Guinevere said without arrogance: "Miku's status may be more special than you think."
She seemed to mean something behind her words. When she said this, her eyes were always on An Yinhao and Lin Ranzhe, trying to figure out something.
When mobilizing these people, the knights actually had no objections, and my father even supported a few of them!
This is not normal! !
But seeing the two of them looking as usual, Guinevere could only sigh in her heart.
The information asymmetry made her uncomfortable.
You can't say that Miku is the daughter of the leader of the Hades, right?
Ahaha, what a joke!
Ah ha ha……
Aha...
ha……
Guinevere stiffened.
The more I think about it, the more likely it is!
An Yinhao and the other three are from Ming Crow. They are very talented and capable, and they were taught by the same person! It is not so unbelievable to say that this man is the leader of the Hades...
Guinevere knew very well how much resources she had consumed and how much effort she had spent to hone her current abilities. There must not be many people like her. Talent is one aspect, but resources are also a very important part!
Being able to train three such outstanding ancient warriors requires more than just relying on personal strength!
Miku is the daughter of the leader of the Hades!
This idea took root in Guinevere's mind like mushrooms after a spring rain.
The inconsistent scenes that happened in the past no longer seem strange after being replaced by this guess.
Guinevere's eyes widened unconsciously.
An Yinhao glanced at the girl a few more times and then said: "There is no need to monitor the inside of the venue."
Guinevereya trembled and suddenly raised her head to look at An Yinhao.
According to the news she received, the concert staff also stayed in this hotel!
This alone doesn't mean anything. At most, it just means that the staff's job pay is good. But combined with An Yinhao's words, it becomes obvious! !
After thinking everything through, this heroic girl suddenly lay down on the sofa like a salted fish.
...Why am I working so hard? !
Guinevere wailed in her heart.
