What on earth was it? This was so hard to guess. Shen Jin hugged Yun Xiaoran, still racking her brain.
As the top student in her year, she could always answer math questions quickly.
She never stumbled during spoken English practice, either.
So why did she keep making the most elementary mistakes over and over whenever it came to Yun Xiaoran?
Seeing Shen Jin like this, Yun Xiaoran drank a glass of liquor and stroked her head.
Shen Jin was a little drunk by now.
While asking Yun Xiaoran those questions, she had unknowingly downed four glasses.
Shen Jin had almost finished an entire bottle of the liquor Sister Hua had mixed. Feeling sorry for her, Yun Xiaoran suggested:
"How about I just tell you the answer? It's actually really simple."
No. Shen Jin firmly refused, then looked at Yun Xiaoran and said softly:
"There are no shortcuts in love! So I have to find the answer on my own. I have to do it myself."
Yun Xiaoran started to say something, then stopped. Looking at Shen Jin, he could tell she was already a little drunk.
She had become especially stubborn, as though she absolutely had to guess his answer.
Seeing how worked up Shen Jin was getting, Yun Xiaoran said with concern:
"Then how about I change the rules instead of giving you the answer? One drink for every six wrong guesses..."
"No!"
Shen Jin had now slipped into full contrarian mode.
She was getting frustrated, too. She had to figure it out.
Left with no choice, Yun Xiaoran gave Shen Jin a hint:
"A good singer has to make the next note land somewhere that feels natural, yet still unexpected. If the listener can guess what you're going to play or sing next, then the song is