Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 189 - 189 3 Club Activities_2

189: Chapter 3 Club Activities_2 189: Chapter 3 Club Activities_2 “So~” Qiluo stood in front of the four people, cheerfully saying, “Since we are all music enthusiasts with no foundation, let’s start our first practice with a relatively simple piece.

Does anyone have a song they want to sing~”

Gongsun Ce said gloomily, “The Moon Reflects on the Second Spring.”

“Ha ha.”

Mr.

Shiyu seemed to have his funny bone tickled again.

The grey-haired youth stared at his friend with a hair-raising gaze until the latter actually started to feel creeped out.

“What’s wrong, Gongsun?”

“Your smile’s lethality has increased by 200% since you put on that outfit,” Gongsun Ce said expressionlessly, “Almost able to instant-kill all females between 10 and 45 years old and even some males, you freakishly handsome guy.”

Kardesia proudly puffed out his chest, while Qiluo gently reminded, “Kardesia…

he’s not complimenting you…

he’s complimenting your boyfriend…”

The young lady tapped the triangle rhythmically, suggesting, “Let’s sing ‘Ode to Joy.'”

It really was a song everyone knew how to sing.

But using it as a practice piece for the music club seemed a bit too serious.

Made it seem like we were practicing exorcism or something.

Qiluo looked at her friends, conflicted: “…It’s not out of the question.”

You’re actually not opposing it.

What is this, a professional giving up on serious teaching the moment you saw us?

I always feel your gaze conveys a ‘they won’t seriously sing for more than half an hour anyway, so let’s just wing it’.

That’s too much, underestimating our passion like that.

At least we will practice seriously for fifteen minutes!

“Follow me and give it a try~ let me hear everyone’s singing~ come on, 1, 2~”

The expression of the idol reminded Gongsun Ce of a music teacher giving lessons to a kindergarten senior class.

She breezily demonstrated: “Holy Goddess of joy, pure and fair♪ shining bright rays across the earth♪”

The group members sang in unison: “Holy Goddess of joy, pure and fair♪ shining bright rays across the earth♪”

Not to speak of their singing ability, at least everyone was serious, except for one person who messed up.

While the other three finished singing, he slowly continued: “Shining…

bright rays…

the earth…”

The singer poured twelve points of emotion into his performance, singing while weeping, his voice melodious and sorrowful.

It hardly sounded like a celebration of joy but more like mourning for the Goddess of Joy at a funeral.

Qiluo looked up at the ceiling; she expected problems, but not for them to start right from the beginning.

Qin Qianbai gave someone a side-eye: “Ah Ce, stop messing around.”

Gongsun Ce pretended not to hear.

He tossed his flute aside, created a two-stringed fiddle out of white matter, and sat on a chair, playing and singing.

The mournful sound of the fiddle echoed in the activity room, the singing so heart-wrenchingly sad that it could bring tears to the listener: “We are filled with passion in our hearts…

wah wah wah!

Coming to your…

Holy temple…

ug!”

Mr.

Shiyu objectively commented:

“He’s like a laborer about to be buried alive with a king, emotively performing the very last song of his life.”

Kardesia’s eyebrows twitched: “Have you had enough trouble!”

“Your power can dispel all discord♪” He immediately changed his tune, singing cheerfully and sprightly, “Under your glorious shine, lovers are made all over the world!♪”

Qiluo screamed in agony: “The lyrics have changed!

It’s gone from ‘Ode to Joy’ to ‘Ode to Love’!!

And with the amateurish fiddle accompaniment, it sounds even more discordant!!!”

“Wow, Qiluo-chan is overreacting.”

“Her professional instincts can’t bear it, right.”

The young lady tapped the triangle again, deciding to temporarily ignore a certain silly-dress-wearing man.

She raised her hand, “When do we enter the duel phase?”

Gongsun Ce, who was eagerly singing, abruptly stopped as if a ghost had choked him.

Silence fell in the activity room, everyone looked as expressionless as Qin Qianbai.

Miss Qin tilted her head: “?”

The pink-haired girl rubbed her face vigorously, asking with great resolution, “Qin Qianbai.

Why do you think.

the music club’s activities.

have violent elements?”

Qin Qianbai said seriously, “The music club’s activities start by entering a secret duel arena underground beneath the school…”

“It’s off track from the get-go!!”

“The practice is everyone fighting while singing on a secret stage…”

“No such practice exists!

Even in the City of the Sky, there is none!”

The young lady expressed her shock, “A singing duel that bets on glory and fulfills wishes also…”

“It’s not going to happen!

Even the most brutal idol industry doesn’t have this kind of dark duel!!”

Gongsun Ce sincerely clapped his hands.

Qiluo’s complaints were invested with twelve points of emotion, surpassing even him in that moment!

Qin Qianbai stubbornly continued, “Then, the final battle where we crash into the opponent with high-speed trains, the exorcism rituals performed with musical instruments, the transformation in despair…”

Qiluo took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and shouted.

“There’s — none — of it!

No sacred relics, no robots combating meteors or romances with them, no space fleets or love triangles, none of it!!!”

The triangle fell on the table, ringing with a clear sound.

“How can this be…”

The young lady looked as dejected as a child.

Kardesia gently embraced his friend whose dreams were shattered: “Little Qian, reality is always so cruel.”

The two male members exchanged a look, one’s eyes saying “Gongsun, you’ve fed Qin Qianbai wrong information again,” the other’s brows defending “It wasn’t me, I didn’t do anything, she just believed what she saw in the animations.”

Gongsun Ce realized that ultimately, it was up to him to clean up the mess.

He put away the white matter fiddle and walked to the breathless Qiluo’s side, saying:

“—By the way Qiluo, you have watched a surprising number of films, even those dark historical records by the Radish Master.”

This comment had an effect far beyond his imagination; Qiluo shot under the table.