Chapter 1276 - You’re all too naive (1/2)

Song Shuhang coughed lightly. “I’m sorry, I was distracted.”

As soon those words came out of his mouth, Song Shuhang felt that something wasn’t right… That was quite ambiguous, wasn’t it?

At the side, Doudou said, “Don’t be uncomfortable, Soft Feather. Be confident, be proud of your long legs! With such long legs, it’s very normal for Shuhang to look at them and become distracted.”

Heavens, Doudou, does your explanation need to be so timely?

The corners of Song Shuhang’s mouth twitched. He’d originally wanted to defend himself, but as soon as Doudou interjected, it was as if yellow mud had fallen onto his crotch—it wasn’t s.h.i.+et but it definitely looked like s.h.i.+et. No matter how he explained it, it would give a sense of sophistry.

“It’s not that I’m not confident,” said Soft Feather as she giggled, waved her little feet. “However, it is the first time that Senior Song stared at my legs.”

“It’s because there was a problem with his preferences before,” Doudou said. “Shuhang used to think that women’s legs weren’t good-looking. He believed that men had their own legs anyway, and that women’s legs were simply whiter and longer, and that was also why he was never able to understand the reason his roommates were obsessed with legs.”

Song Shuhang gaped, and said, “F*ck, how do you know that?”

I’ve never mentioned that to Doudou, have I?

Does Doudou also have mind-reading techniques?

No, I never even thought about this when I was in Doudou’s presence!

Doudou proudly said, “When that last movie was being filmed, I heard your roommates bring it up while chatting. Hehe, your roommates really lack vigilance to a cute Pekingese, I simply lay down beside them and listened to their conversation.”

“Senior Tyrannical Song~ Your previous thoughts were very dangerous. Fortunately, you didn’t become obsessed with men’s legs.” Riverly Purple Mist covered her mouth and chuckled. The purple light in her eyes flickered, making her look particularly devilish.

Song Shuhang responded, “Senior Sister Purple Mist, please don’t call me Senior Tyrannical Song, and we’re still good friends.”

Riverly Purple Mist smirked, and said, “If not Senior Tyrannical Song, do you want me to p.r.o.nounce that first word twice in a trembling voice?”

Soft Feather curiously asked, “p.r.o.nouncing the first word of his Sage Name twice in a trembling voice? What about it?”

Doudou said, “You don’t know about this matter, Soft Feather? When the first word of Shuhang’s Sage Name is read in a trembling voice, it sounds the same as Da~ddy Song in Mandaring, which makes it particularly interesting.”

Song Shuhang seriously said, “I don’t have a son like you, Doudou.”

Doudou responded, “Huh? F*ck… Tyrannical Song, do you want to fight?!”

Doudou flew up and then bit Song Shuhang’s arm.

Song Shuhang shouted, “Let go! Otherwise, I’ll use the ❮Steel Hands Technique❯ to destroy your teeth. I’m going to count to five, if you don’t let go by then, don’t blame me for being impolite!” After saying that, he swung his arm around, but Doudou was biting his arm so hard that it seemed like he wasn’t going to release his grip unless he died. And so, Doudou was swung up and down along with Song Shuhang’s arm…

“It turns out that it’s indeed a h.o.m.onym for Daddy.” Soft Feather squinted and smiled.

She then thought of other possibilities.

If she had a chance to ascend to the Eighth Stage one day, it would be nice if she was able to have a Sage Name that was a h.o.m.onym with ‘Mama’, such as ‘Fairy Mama’ or something of the sort. As soon as others called her by her Sage Name, they would get trolled.

Nope, that would be seeking death too much. I would have to pay a high price for it, and I don’t want to die just yet.

Soft Feather would occasionally do interesting things and make big news.

However, before she made such news, she would consider the price that she might have to pay after doing it.

This was a good habit that allowed her to always restrain herself and avoid engaging in major incidents.

Meanwhile, Song Shuhang was finally able to fling Doudou off of his arm.

At the same time, he looked around the concert venue. “The concert venue is already filling up. Is Senior Creation really going to start singing at four o’clock?”

While he was talking, he got a bad hunch.

He felt that Dharma King Creation was likely going to cause a ruckus.

There were many that had prepared a pair of ‘strong earplugs’ when they came to the concert.

For example, Riverly Purple Mist prepared earplugs that could completely seal one’s hearing.

If Dharma King Creation were to sing at four o’clock, which was when everyone would have already taken out their earplugs, wouldn’t the effect of his singing be weakened greatly?

As such, was he going to conduct a surprise attack on everyone and start singing in advance?

Just as this thought emerged in his mind… Eight beams of light suddenly shone on the stage.

Subsequently, the other lights in the entire venue were all turned off.

The venue was originally in a sealed s.p.a.ce. After the lights were turned off, the entire place became dark, leaving only the eight beams of light on the concert stage as a source of light.

[Heavens, Senior Creation is really going to conduct a surprise attack!] Song Shuhang hurriedly took out the earplugs.

At the same time, he willed it and summoned the ‘sea turtle’ from his Inner World.

Senior Turtle had told him that he wanted to listen to the concert, but he got caught up in this conversation with Soft Feather and forgot to bring it out.

Nevertheless, the timing was just right. Senior Creation’s concert was just about to start, so Senior Turtle wasn’t going to miss the grand concert.

The sea turtle said, “Yo, I almost thought that you forgot about me.”

Song Shuhang replied, “Haha, Senior Turtle, the concert is about to start, so the timing is just right.”

“Clang, clang, clang, clang~”

The heavy sound of iron meeting iron sounded out.

Subsequently, eight small aircraft directly appeared above the beams of light—these should be magical treasures made by Dharma King Creation.

“Eh? The concert is starting? Wasn’t it said that it was going to start at four?”

“Perhaps it’s a rehearsal? It isn’t four o’clock yet. There should still be people on their way here, it’s impossible for the concert to start this early.”

“I heard that large-scale concerts still need to take some time to adjust the lighting and so on. Fellow Daoist Creation has recently mixed in with the music industry. Although this one’s a rather small concert that’s just for us, the lighting and the other stuff probably still need to be checked.”