Trajectory 2: entangled curves

Chapter 162 Happy Birthday to Me

At 12 o'clock midnight, the clock rang and the game on stage ended.

The DJ's voice sounded: "There's a beautiful lady wanna give us a beautiful song."

Then the spotlight suddenly turned to Zhuge Qinuo. She had told the waiter that she wanted to go on stage and sing a song, but she instinctively felt a little uncomfortable with the attention of the whole audience.

I am still grateful for the careful arrangements of the ship's staff and DJ. They are so attentive, and if I don't show my appreciation, I will be sorry for their kindness. With a little bit of alcohol, Zhuge Qinuo calmly stood in front of the microphone stand: "Today is my birthday, I'm gonna sing a song as my gift, sorry to take your time. Hope you can like it."

She was wearing a white suspender tight skirt with a circle of tassels hanging down, which was lazy and sexy. Her curly hair was loose, which was charming and could well cover the upper body of the suspender design, so as not to be too exposed. The slightly exposed shoulders and the slightly smoky heavy makeup also looked very harmonious. This was specially prepared for the bar party tonight.

At this moment, she stood on the stage, her aura and temperament were perfectly controlled. Under the lights, the skirt played with the light, shining with her movements. She fully agreed that this outfit was prepared for this song at this time, at this moment, in this mood, and in this scene.

The music started, Landy Wen's "Happy Birthday to Me".

She held the microphone with both hands and sang with a low voice: "I know that being sad can't change anything, so let me be honest. Being honest will inevitably lead to uncontrollable venting. I can only close the door and ignore everyone..."

Her voice in this range is quiet and mellow, and coupled with her familiarity with the song, the effect on the scene is no less than that of some singers. The song came slowly and melodiously, and the whole audience was quiet. The beautiful melody, like the gurgling stream floating in the air, flowed into everyone's emotions.

Zhuge Qinuo continued to sing:

"I sit alone in an empty box, letting my phone rest for the night. It's hard, like switching songs and cutting off memories, tears can't flow past twelve o'clock..."

"Happy birthday, I said to myself. The candles were lit, and the loneliness was bright. Happy birthday, my tears melted, and I want to thank you for everything you gave me and took away from me." She raised her eyes and looked at the audience below the stage. No matter they were Chinese or foreigners, they were all listening and watching quietly, keeping the rhythm for her. Countless past scenes, whether they were touching or sad, she suddenly wanted to cry, and her voice trembled a little. "I still love you, with a little hatred. It will take time to balance the scars of passionate love and the rebirth of disillusionment..."

“Happy birthday to me…”

"Happy birthday to you..." The audience also changed the lyrics and sent her their blessings.

At the end of the segment, there was warm applause from the audience.

Her eyes, which had been red, stopped shedding tears instantly. She bowed to the audience, followed their rhythm, moved with the music. She was like a star, catching everyone's attention; she was also like a princess, gathering everyone's envy.

For the next song, the audience in the audience followed along, and those who knew how to sing sang along, and the chorus and clapping blended into one.

By the last sentence: "Happy birthday to you..." it had turned into a chorus of the entire audience.

There was constant applause and cheers from the audience, and she received a "Happy Birthday" from everyone present.

"Happy birthday, happy birthday~~" the DJ's voice sounded, with fluent English followed by awkward Chinese blessings.

With the sound of champagne being opened, the foam of the wine splashed on her; the primitive and cheerful "Happy Birthday" song sounded; a very old-fashioned and extremely unexpected scene appeared for Zhuge Qinuo - a neatly dressed bearded foreigner came from the stage pushing a cake.

Before she could ask, the bearded man had already stood in front of the microphone stand and said: "The cake is from our captain, he wishes that she can feel the happiness from the whole ship. Happy birthday, my gorgeous lady."

After saying that, he handed the cake to Zhuge Qinuo. Before he had time to savor it, he followed the bearded man's instructions and cut the cake.

With a "bang" sound, colorful ribbons and fireworks fell down.

Thoughtful, too thoughtful. I didn't expect this cruise ship to have such hidden services. I have to say that this was the most unexpected and grandest birthday since Zhuge Qinuo was born.

She felt like she had suddenly become the luckiest one. She was flattered. This God-given favor made her doubt whether all the hardships in the past were because she had accumulated all the luck over the years to use for today's good fortune.

After the fireworks, her time alone was over. A group of dancers came on stage and led Zhuge Qinuo and the audience to dance and jump together on the stage.

She was not used to dancing with a group of people, but she didn't want to spoil the fun, so she danced for a while. She felt exhausted and staggered back to her seat.

She was sighing at how efficient the ship's staff was. From the time she said she wanted to sing on her birthday to the time she finished singing, it only took 20 minutes, and they were able to arrange everything so richly and in such an orderly manner.

Zhuge Qinuo picked up the red wine on the table, poured a glass, and drank it by herself. Anyway, there was nothing else to do, so she habitually used her brain to think about today's experience.

I happily watched the people dancing on the stage, and was grateful for their generous applause. Some of them might have really appreciated the dance, and some might have just been moved by the atmosphere, but it was fate that they could sing in one room among the vast crowd.

Imagining this arrangement again, she didn't believe that it could be so perfect at such a last-minute moment. Was it possible that when they first boarded the ship, they had already counted the people whose birthdays were today from the customer information? Or in other places, people whose birthdays were today were also given cakes. In different places, there were similar surprises. After all, today was indeed a good day, very suitable for creating an atmosphere. Being able to give back to customers today - China's Valentine's Day - is itself a kind of event planning.

It seems that only this explanation can explain such perfection.