Yesterday was my first time entering an entertainment venue. My classmate said this place is very erotic and violent. Category: Nonsensical Web Novel Provided by: Nico the Great King. I've lived for 28 years, and yesterday I went to the cashbox to sing karaoke for the first time. I've never been to a place like this before. I heard from classmates that it's very erotic and violent. I originally didn't want to go, but since my childhood friend had a birthday, I had to go, so I gritted my teeth and went in. Sure enough, the place was full of lewd music. I saw women with voluptuous breasts and hips, dressed like even more seductive women, striking seductive poses—it was disgusting. I also saw quite a few middle-aged men secretly touching these women's butts! What surprised me even more was that my childhood friend even said to me with a filthy look: 'Flirt with any pretty girl you see, but the price in this place doesn't exceed 500 yuan per shot!' Oh my god, what kind of society is this! This is the same society I know! Yes! Lord! Right, have these people forgotten what color our national flag is? Have they forgotten the countless ancestors who sacrificed their lives and shed blood? Have they forgotten the Four Modernizations? Waves of grief and anger surged from my heart. Eventually, I couldn't hold back anymore, rushed onto the stage, grabbed a non-mainstream microphone that was singing 'Brother and Sister', and began to sing my specialty, 'Heroic Sons and Daughters': Smoke rolls as I sing heroes, green mountains on all sides listen closely, listen intently... On sunny days, thunder beats drums, the sea ripples in harmony... Why is the battle flag as beautiful as a painting? The hero's blood stains it red. Why does spring always shine on the earth? The hero's life blooms with flowers!! After I finished singing, I suddenly realized the whole place was so quiet. All the red men and green women looked at me with surprised and confused expressions. Even the harsh electronic music stopped, and even the waiters serving the wine stared blankly at me. At this point, I had no choice but to keep singing. I sang a cappella "Chairman Mao's Books I Love to Read Most," "Three Major Disciplines and Eight Points to Note," "The Red Army Fears Not Difficult Expeditions," "Song of the Railway Guerrilla," "Shandandan Flowers Bloom Bright Red," "Without the Communist Party, There Would Be No New China," "Ode to the Red Plum Blossoms"... Gradually, I noticed more and more people singing with me, and the chorus grew louder!When we finally sang 'March of the Volunteers,' the venue erupted with the most powerful sound, and many comrades in the audience shed tears of excitement. I also showed a gratified smile.
At the enthusiastic invitation of the crowd, I led the singing of my favorite song, 'Asian Mighty Wind!'
The joyful atmosphere lasted until after 10 p.m., when we finally left in high spirits. As I was leaving, I noticed that those heavily made-up women had gone to the restroom to remove their makeup, restoring their naturally delicate and beautiful appearances. Truly, 'Chinese sons and daughters have many noble aspirations; they prefer arms over adornment.'
The owner refunded our entrance fee and insisted on giving me 100 yuan as a tip, which I would not accept. He said, 'In front of you, I only deserve to kneel and speak.' I smiled and helped him up, saying, 'We all come from different places, united here for a common purpose.'
Finally, when saying goodbye to my childhood friend, they were in tears, holding my hand tightly and saying excitedly, 'Thank you. Today I have had the most meaningful birthday of my life.'
Back at home, my surging emotions could not calm down for a long time. Eventually, with no other way, I opened the hidden folder on my computer... (this line is implied).
