"Red Dust Acquaintance" KTV.
Second floor, VIP Room No. 1.
Despite the corridor and the thick doors of the private rooms, one could still vaguely hear the rumbling music coming from the next room. Disco balls hung from the ceiling, spinning and shining, casting mottled and splendid shadows on the floor.
The area in the middle of the brightly lit room featured a small dance floor, with a table next to it piled with a sumptuous fruit plate.
In the dimly lit room, the faces of the young men and women beamed with the excitement of gathering with friends for an outing.
"What songs do you guys want to pick?"
"Choose your own, sing whatever you want to sing."
"Do we have any mic hogs here? Let's have someone warm up with a song."
"Silly, at this kind of time you should let the birthday person sing first."
"Right, right!"
Encouraged by those around him, Sui Zhiyong picked up the microphone with a smile on his face.