Chapter 393

Zhu Suosuo was at home alone, wearing pajamas and shorts, beginning her DJ performance.

Zhu Suosuo did this

so that when she next saw Qin Feng, she could make him take notice.

Now that she knew Qin Feng was coming,

Zhu Suosuo was naturally overjoyed,

immediately took off her headphones,

then

rummaged through her closet for the same sports bra and shorts as Soda's,

changed into them right away,

then stood before the mirror and meticulously applied her makeup.

That night,

Soda had gone for a fiery red lip look,

so

Zhu Suosuo had not only applied eyeshadow and highlighter,

but also painted on a vivid, brilliant red lip.

Only,

Zhu Suosuo did not know

that her lips were slightly thin and could not carry the bold red pigment,

blindly imitating without understanding,

only made her look ridiculous.

After changing clothes,

after applying makeup,

Zhu Suosuo put her headphones back on,

resumed practicing,

but her eyes kept fixed on her front door.

"du, du, zi——ao! du, du…"

Just as he reached the ground floor,

Qin Feng heard a faint, intermittent beat.

After climbing several floors, nearing Zhu Suosuo and Jiang Nansun's rented apartment,

the harsh rhythm grew louder,

no rhythm at all,

no musicality whatsoever,

it was like someone wildly banging a spatula in the kitchen,

so painful it made one want to cover their ears.

Qin Feng frowned,

immediately pushed open the door,

then

saw Zhu Suosuo wearing a terribly low-quality red lip,

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wearing a sports bra that barely held up,

and deliberately flashed him a seductive glance!

He shook his head in disbelief,

strode up to Zhu Suosuo,

turned off the equipment,

pulled off her headphones,

then stared at Zhu Suosuo, who looked utterly confused,

and said dryly: "Zhu Suosuo, what are you doing?"

"Me?"

Zhu Suosuo smiled and pointed at the equipment: "Qin Feng, isn't it obvious? I'm making music!"

"Music?"

Qin Feng gave a dry laugh: "Zhu Suosuo, you're making noise."

"And what's with this makeup and these clothes?"

"Are you imitating Soda?"

"But you don't imitate her at all — you look downright ugly!"

Ugly?!

Qin Feng's words struck like thunder from a clear sky,

causing Zhu Suosuo to stagger back two steps,

turn around,

gaze at her reflection in the mirror,

and ask in disbelief: "Qin Feng, am I really that ugly?"

"Hmm, it's ugly."

Qin Feng nodded.

Zhu Suosuo's face turned pale instantly.

Without a word, she took out makeup remover and wiped off her makeup.

She changed out of the same Soda-style outfit.

Then she put on only a loose short-sleeved shirt.

Slowly, she walked to Qin Feng's side.

Then she leaned helplessly against the bed.

She looked at Qin Feng with deep disappointment and said: "Qin Feng, I thought you liked Soda because of her makeup, hairstyle, and the music she mixed, so I bought the equipment and came home to learn..."

Did Zhu Suosuo do all this for me?

Hearing this, Qin Feng felt a touch of emotion.

He looked down at Zhu Suosuo beside him.

Qin Feng smiled helplessly and said: "Zhu Suosuo, you thought I liked Soda because of her face and her music?"

"Actually, I like her passion and boldness..."

"Zhu Suosuo, if you really want to become like Soda, I suggest you just go straight to a plastic surgery hospital..."