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The message that was set to receive a special notification was flashing with colorful lights in the lower left corner.

Nanxi, who had just left the chat queue but hadn't yet exited Yushuihuan, suddenly had a bright look in her eyes while checking her earnings in the backend.

He only ever set up this special notification with its multicolored light for one person.

Nanxi quickly opened the message.

What he saw, however, was not the blue dandelion he remembered.

Instead, it was the black avatar that had just left.

—Masked Man: I am Zijing. Do you have time after get off work?

Nanxi stared blankly at the message, her mind a jumble of thoughts, yet she also had a sudden realization that 'it really was her.'

The masked man stepped over him to get in...

It really is his sister Zijing!!!

Coming to his senses, he quickly replied:

—Nanxi: Sister Zijin, I have time. Is there something you need?

—Nanxi: I can't believe it really was you! My brother said that invisibility is unique to the King, so I guessed it was you. But, well, you didn't reveal your identity, so I didn't dare to recognize you… /scratching her head sheepishly

—Nanxi: By the way, Sister Zijin, what did you want to see me about? Just tell me what you need. For you, I, Nanxi, will go through fire and water for you!

Su Zijing had just sent the message when she received three replies in quick succession, with no more than five seconds between them.

That typing speed... the keyboard must be smoking by now...

Moreover, this guy is too good at playing the innocent.

However, it has to be said.

Seeing his reply, even if I don't know if it's sincere, makes me feel very comfortable.

—Masked Man: I'd like to hear you sing "Itch," is that convenient?

—Nanxi: Of course! If Sister Zijing asks, it's always convenient for me~ /happy/spinning/jumping

—Nanxi: Sister Zijin, do you want to listen now? I'll go book a room and bring you there.

—Masked Man: Hmm.

Soon, an invitation link appeared on Su Zijing's phone screen.

-Nanxi invites you to his private room. Do you want to enter?

Su Zijin clicked "Yes".

The next second, she appeared in a private room that looked remarkably simple compared to the bustling large voice chat room.

Nanxi's profile picture is hanging on microphone 1.

Immediately afterwards, another notification appeared on Su Zijing's phone.

-Nanxi wants to carry you to the second microphone, do you accept?

Su Zijin immediately clicked "yes".

Over here, Nanxi looked at the pitch-black profile picture next to her own, and her heart skipped a few beats for no reason.

He turned on his microphone and said excitedly, "Sister Zijing, it's so nice to see you!"

Su Zijing turned on her microphone and chuckled, "Me too."

A soft, young woman's voice sounded in her ear, and Nanxi rubbed her ear awkwardly.

"Sister Zijing, I'll go find some accompaniment..."

"it is good."

"Sister Zijing, this is the first time I've sung 'Itch'. If there's anything I didn't sing well, please tell me directly, and I'll remember it and correct it as soon as I get off the stage!"

Su Zijin: "...You're so studious, did you get excellent grades in school?"

Nanxi paused for a moment before saying, "It's alright."

After he finished speaking, he clicked on the background music.

"Here I begin~ My first 'Itch,' dedicated to my beloved sister Zijing~"

Su Zijing turned off her microphone, lay down in bed, then turned to her side and hugged the panda plush pillow to her chest, resting her chin on the panda's forehead, ready to listen.

She is a gentle ray of setting sun.

I think and think, but who understands and appreciates this?

He has a blue cloud-like window

Just waiting, just waiting for someone to share it with.

......"

Just as Su Zijin had predicted, Nan Xi's voice was a perfect match for the song "Itch".

Although it's a male voice, it doesn't feel out of place at all. Instead, it uses a low, husky, and lingering quality to transform the languidness and tenderness of the original song into an even more alluring flavor.

As the guzheng intro began to evoke the misty atmosphere of Jiangnan, his voice slid in with the melody. Unlike the clear and melodious female voice, it carried a husky quality that was somewhere between youth and maturity, like the light tickle of fingertips brushing against silk, or like the evening breeze carrying the fragrance of osmanthus across the neck.

Come on, let's have some fun! We have plenty of time anyway.

Come on, love! There's plenty of foolishness to be had anyway.

Come on, let's wander! There are plenty of directions to choose from.

Come on, let's have some fun! There's plenty of beautiful scenery to enjoy.

Ah, itchy.

......"

He sang this straightforward chant with a languid yet alluring nonchalance.

Instead of deliberately imitating the softness of a female voice, he uses the unique magnetism of a male voice to outline another kind of ultimate tenderness—like vines stretching under the moonlight, carrying a moist gentleness, silently entwining people's hearts.

Su Zijing narrowed her eyes slightly, her fingertips unconsciously tapping lightly on the back of her phone in rhythm.

His "itch" is not an outward display of flamboyance, but a restrained, gentle scratching in the heart. Every note has his unique ending tone, like a feather gently brushing by, alluring yet unnoticed.

It sounds so nice.

This song seems tailor-made for him.

The song is nearing its end.

Having enjoyed an auditory feast, Su Zijin was not stingy with her praise.

蒙面人送出梦幻海岛x1x2x3…….x10（3344币）

Just as Nanxi finished singing the song while looking at the lyrics on her phone, she looked up and saw a screen full of gift effects.

I was overjoyed.

"Thank you, Sister Zijing! Wow, 10 islands!"

"I never imagined that one of my songs could be worth more than 30,000 yuan. It feels so amazing..."

Hearing his dreamlike tone, Su Zijing couldn't help but smile.

Turn on the microphone.

You sang beautifully!

"Thank you, I'm glad you like it. I was so worried that I didn't sing well... Now I feel relieved."

In a clean and simple rented room, by the window, a neatly dressed young man wearing headphones sat in front of a computer. He patted his chest as if he was still scared, and a cunning glint flashed in his fox-like eyes.

"Sister, would you like to hear any other songs? I'll sing them for you!"

"No, I'll be going now."

"Huh? Won't you play a little longer?"

Nanxi was a little disappointed. It was rare for Sister Zijin to come online, and she had finally managed to run into her, but she hadn't even gotten to take advantage of her yet!

"Next time."

Seeing that Sister Zijing was about to leave, Nanxi became a little anxious.

"Sister Zijing, do you still want to hear about the high-explosive version? I can tell you!"

Su Zijin: “…”

Su Zijing paused, her hand that was about to leave.

"Didn't they say we couldn't play this?"

Nanxi: "It's just that you can't play in the living room, as it's easy to get reported, but you can play in a private room, and no one will care."

Su Zijing's eyes darted around for a moment.

She admitted that she had been tempted.

Everyone says that wildflowers don't smell as good as garden flowers... Actually, wildflowers aren't necessarily more fragrant than garden flowers, well, they just have a different scent.

She's a model young woman who doesn't smoke, drink, steal, rob, or break the law. So what if she's a little lecherous?

"...Cough, really?"

Seeing that things were looking promising, Nanxi lowered her voice slightly.

"Of course! I've been learning a lot lately, Sister Zijing, don't you want to listen?"

Thinking about how I was forced to study...

Nanxi glanced at the next room, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes.

However, being able to use it to make money is at least a way to make up for the torment he suffered.