Chapter 577

"I'm asking what that prop is?"

"Uh, I don't know about that."

"It's actually Master Lin Cheng? Should I go over and ask him for an autograph?"

When someone asked, some people had already crowded up to ask Lin Cheng for an autograph.

"Master Lin Cheng, give me an autograph, please?"

"Yes, I am also your fan, give me an autograph."

"Ah ah ah, Master Lin Cheng, I love you so much, I want to have your babies!"

"My god, Master Lin Cheng signed for me, I'm going to faint."

"High-price recycling of Master Lin Cheng's autograph, those interested private message me."

"What the hell? Do I look like a monkey?"

The Flying Fox Restaurant side also reacted quickly, and many staff members rushed out, using their numbers to build a human wall for Lin Cheng, isolating the crazy fans. But at this time, Lin Cheng had already signed his name for quite a few people.

Compared to the feeling of being crowded by the crowd at the Blacksmith Guild, the feeling of being crowded by onlookers in front of the Flying Fox Restaurant was completely different. The former seemed like rational fans, while the latter were brainless onlookers. It was very likely that tomorrow, after Lin Cheng did something, they would turn from fans to haters.

"Master Lin Cheng, you came back a bit late. Miss Eclair has questioned us no less than dozens of times."

At this time, it was already dark. Compared to the time he returned at noon, it was indeed very late. Even some blacksmiths in the Blacksmith Guild were already eating inside. It was no wonder Eclair would question these staff members.

Lin Cheng could only laugh dryly. Who would have thought that Elder Zhai would find him for something halfway? Otherwise, he would have already been eating and drinking.

"Isn't this back now? I will explain to Eclair. Go prepare dinner first, I'm hungry."

If it weren't for the fact that it was dark, he wouldn't have dared to use the mechanical arm to fly back to the restaurant so openly. The city guard patrol team wasn't for show. If it were daytime, wouldn't he have been recognized by them?

"Okay, Master, please come in."

Entering inside, the restaurant at night was as busy as ever. In his ears, the sounds of diners devouring food and praising it rang out one after another.

"Tender and juicy, delicious to the extreme. I didn't like eating chicken much before, but the fried chicken and chicken burgers have completely changed my view of chicken."

"Yes, and the Flying Fox Restaurant is still as affordable as before. I announce that starting today, I will come here to eat once a week!"

"Hehe, if I have time, I will definitely come here to eat every day!"

"And this milk tea, it's also very good with fried chicken!"

"Can I buy some of these delicious special sauces to take home for cooking?"

Amidst the noise, Jueqing was vaguely playing her pipa. Her faint pipa sound was like a clear stream in the restaurant, feeling really mismatched with the fried chicken and milk tea. It should have some more energetic music; if there could be an exotic dance, it would be even better, hehe.

It wasn't that Jueqing didn't play well, but this pipa sound always carried a faint sense of sorrow and self-admiration, which really didn't match the lively atmosphere of the restaurant.

The point was that Lin Cheng couldn't easily make suggestions because Jueqing and Lady Zhang had a cooperative relationship. Back then, Lady Zhang took Jueqing in without charging her a penny. Since then, Jueqing had been playing her pipa in the restaurant all day long. Other than that, she didn't ask about anything else, even if the restaurant was deserted or bustling, she remained the same.

This... how could Lin Cheng make suggestions? Even if he did, with Jueqing's cold personality, she probably wouldn't listen...

Passing by the central performance stage, Lin Cheng took the opportunity to suggest to Jueqing, who was playing the pipa: "Jueqing, I say, you play those sorrowful songs all day long. Can you change to something festive? Something more energetic?"

Jueqing glanced at Lin Cheng suspiciously but didn't speak.

"Or do you only know those few songs? Do you want me to teach you?"

Jueqing was even more suspicious and also a bit angry. You want to teach me to play the pipa?

Lin Cheng swore that his original intention was definitely to let Jueqing change the song she was playing, but his slightly roguish attitude at this moment made Jueqing mistakenly think that Lin Cheng was provoking her. The anger in her eyes burst out all at once.

However, Lin Cheng hadn't noticed this yet.

"I'm saying, can you change the song to something more festive, something more energetic! If..."

"No!!!"

Before Lin Cheng could finish, he was coldly interrupted by Jueqing!

The cold words and face seemed to make Lin Cheng feel a chill coming at him.

That was also the first time Lin Cheng heard Jueqing speak.

"Forget it if you can't." He turned and left, feeling a bit disappointed.

Lin Cheng was a man who possessed the spell flame, with flames burning in his body all day long, but the two words Jueqing said actually made him feel a long-lost chill. This Jueqing's identity and background were not simple either.

However, she shouldn't have any ulterior motives; otherwise, she would have left the Flying Fox Restaurant long ago, and perhaps Lady Zhang and her daughter would have met with misfortune long ago.

Lin Cheng's provocation before leaving made Jueqing's chest rise and fall as she played the pipa, furious. A blacksmith actually dared to lecture her, a genius pipa player who had studied music since childhood. Very good!

She was going to get serious! Since Lin Cheng wanted to hear other songs, she would satisfy him!

The magic power in her body quickly entered the pipa in her hand. The magic power followed the melody played. The melody was sometimes melodious, sometimes enthusiastic, and began to affect everyone in the Flying Fox Restaurant who heard the music. From the moment the magic sound entered their ears, they all seemed to fall into some kind of mysterious, happy hallucination. The desires hidden deep in their bodies were gradually stirred up. They were already happy eating fried chicken and drinking milk tea, and now they became even happier.

Even if it was just an ordinary restaurant, they seemed to experience the feeling of those high-end clubs of debauchery. The dim light inadvertently stirred up feelings, the charming laughter of women in their ears was infinitely amplified, and the milk tea in the cup seemed to be no longer tea but liquor! Delicious to the extreme. At the same time, those who originally had liquor in their hands now felt as if it had become a peerless vintage—luxurious, enjoyable, immersed in the peak of desire. Happiness was the only eternal theme!

At that moment, our protagonist, the object of the music's effect.

The sound of the pipa seemed to have changed, and it was heavier.

Lin Cheng, on his way to the private room, couldn't help but smile while listening to the brand-new song. It seemed his suggestion had an effect. But for some reason, the song sounded a bit awkward. He blinked his eyes, and Lin Cheng's spirit returned to clarity, not being affected by any... until he entered the private room. Eclair was resting her head on her arms, seemingly having fallen asleep while waiting. On the table were the freshly placed, steaming hot fried chicken, hamburgers, steak, milk tea, and so on.

The familiar fragrance made Lin Cheng miss it exceptionally. He couldn't wait to start enjoying it, grabbing fried chicken pieces with both hands and stuffing them into his mouth. It was fresh and juicy, and the taste was just right. In the past, he liked to dip it in ketchup, and this life was no exception. Paired with the sour taste of ketchup, it was simply a delicacy on earth.

Downstairs, Jueqing had been using the magic sound for some time. She clearly knew that she had indirectly controlled the diners on the first floor, but her target was Lin Cheng, who was alone. Don't think that just because you are an eighth-tier blacksmith, you are so amazing. In other fields, you are still just an ordinary person.

Holding this thought, Jueqing increased the magic sound effect again. The diners in the first-floor hall were like time had stopped, instantly silent, stopping any actions in their hands, staring blankly ahead with dull eyes, their bodies swaying slightly left and right in a daze.

The noisy sound dissipated, and the heavier pipa sound instantly reached Lin Cheng's private room on the second floor. Even Eclair, who was sleeping, couldn't help but be affected. Her originally tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, her gaze dull and lost.

Lin Cheng also felt his head a little dizzy, thinking he was starving, so he quickly ate a hamburger to pad his stomach. After blinking his eyes, he returned to normal.

Downstairs, it suddenly became unusually quiet. Lin Cheng leaned out of the private room window, curiously looking down. This glance happened to meet Jueqing, who had been looking at Lin Cheng's side. Seeing that Lin Cheng was still clear-headed, Jueqing's action of playing the magic pipa was stunned, almost interrupting the effect applied by the magic pipa.

Lin Cheng really had some skills. She had already used seven-tenths of her power, and the other party could still remain clear-headed.

Since that was the case, Jueqing suddenly played the magic pipa with full force. The heavier pipa sound attacked Lin Cheng in the private room with full force. It felt as if something was drilling into Lin Cheng's head. The sudden dizziness made him fall straight toward the table. However, just as he was about to hit the tabletop, Lin Cheng blinked his eyes, and the feeling of dizziness dissipated again. Immediately afterward, a violent hunger came from his stomach.

Damn, am I anemic? The hamburger I just ate didn't have any effect at all. Lin Cheng was puzzled, his gaze filled with disbelief, and he remembered the system's warning about the magic armor earlier.

Immediately, he began to frantically sweep the fried chicken, steak, and milk tea on the table, even helping to finish Eclair's portion. Until everything was in his stomach, Lin Cheng burped before he felt his whole body was comfortable.

He couldn't help but lean his head out of the window again and gave a thumbs up to Jueqing downstairs. It was so quiet downstairs; it was probably Jueqing's new song today that amazed everyone. And he also felt that Jueqing's new song was indeed quite interesting, vaguely making his appetite much better.

Not bad, not bad, worthy of praise.

Now it was Jueqing's turn to be puzzled. She had already used nine-tenths of her power.

How is it possible!

In this world, there are only two types of people who can ignore the magic sound. The first is people who don't understand music at all, just like playing the pipa to a cow. If it's someone who doesn't understand music at all, the magic sound naturally cannot have any effect.

The second is absolute powerhouses with super strong mental resistance!

Jueqing would rather believe that Lin Cheng was the first type of person than believe that he would be an absolute powerhouse of the second type! But earlier, Lin Cheng's suggestion to Jueqing to change the song meant that he was definitely not someone who didn't understand music.