Switched Life:I Went Viral on a Family Variety Show
Chapter 145 The Sang Family are all bug people

Chapter 145: Chapter 145 The Sang Family are all bug people

"Big Sister, do you think I nailed it?" Sang Ning looked eagerly at Big Sister, her eyes brimming with a plea for approval.

She had sung two lines that perfectly rhymed, filled with uplifting positivity—she truly felt like a genius!

[I suddenly have a terrifying thought. Could it be that Sang Ning has no idea how awful her singing really is?]

[It’s entirely possible! Just look at her—she clearly thinks she’s got this and is waiting for compliments.]

[Big Sister: These words of praise are burning my tongue; I can’t spit them out—what should I do?]

Big Sister’s expression twitched even harder. It wasn’t that Sang Ning didn’t nail the rhymes; it’s just that her singing was unbearably bad.

In their village, even a random rooster could crow better than this girl sang.

"Big Sister, you’re not saying anything. Does that mean you’re not satisfied? Should I belt out another couple of lines for you?"

Sang Ning had already conjured up another set of lyrics in her brain. Just as she was about to let her voice soar again, everyone instinctively raised their hands in alarm to stop her.

"Sangsang, please, no, no, no—one performance is enough! Great songs lose their magic if sung twice."

"Sis, just that one line you delivered was already legendary—you’ve hit the ceiling; any more would be redundant."

Song Shiye and Sang Chuan showered her with exaggerated praise, giving her compliments so overblown they were practically running away with the train. Sang Ning found it hard to take their words seriously.

Her gaze slowly shifted to Chu Wei: "Little Weiwei, what do you think?"

Chu Wei swore she had never heard anything as excruciating as Sang Ning’s singing. Terrified that Sang Ning might get upset and unleash another verse, she nodded with exaggerated enthusiasm and zero hesitation: "As an amateur singer, you’ve done extraordinarily well!"

[Just admit it, you guys are spoiling her rotten!]

[Can someone please be honest and loudly whisper in Sang Ning’s ear: your singing is unbearable—please, stop forever!]

[Haha, even an honest person wouldn’t dare—they might hurt Sang Ning’s fragile ego and get beat up to death.]

Big Sister was also terrified that Sang Ning might start singing again. Her face froze into a bitter smile as she reluctantly declared, "Little Sister, you sang beautifully, and your lyrics were perfect. I officially announce you’ve passed the challenge!"

Sang Ning stroked her chin, unable to suppress her smug satisfaction. It seemed like she might have some innate talent for thriving in the entertainment world after all.

Once all the guests successfully crossed the river, Director Sun approached Big Sister. Gritting his teeth, he complained, "Big Sister, how could you let them pass so easily? If their songs didn’t measure up, at least throw some buckets of water on them!"

Big Sister planted her hands on her hips, clearly displeased. She retorted, "With that girl’s deadly vocals, just listening to her sing is worse than getting doused—if it were you, could you endure it?"

Director Sun fell silent, rendered speechless. Even he hadn’t anticipated that Sang Ning’s singing could be this horrendous—it was a complete departure from her regular speaking voice.

The exchange between Director Sun and Big Sister was captured on camera, sending the livestream chat into fits of laughter.

[Director Sun: I never expected that being unbearably tone-deaf could actually count as an unconventional talent.]

[Big Sister: The fact I didn’t file for workplace injury compensation already shows how much patience I’ve given him.]

[I’d like to file a request: Director Sun, please remove any singing challenges from future shows—our fragile ears demand protection from further torment.]

Having crossed the river, they didn’t get far into the village gate before encountering a group of young men. They danced their way toward the guests, playing the Lu Sheng as they moved.

Then, a group of young women wearing silver accessories gracefully approached, carrying Cow Horn Cups in their hands while singing enchanting melodies toward the guests.

One of the young women took Sang Ning by the arm. Using the unique folk-style singing of Jiangkou Village, she crooned to Sang Ning, "If you wish to enter this gate, please drink the road-blocking wine, dear Little Sister~"

Sang Ning took the Cow Horn Cup, downed its rice wine in one gulp, and handed the empty cup back to the woman.

But the woman didn’t seem ready to let her go. Still holding her arm, she flashed a radiant smile and sang again, "If you wish to enter this gate, you must also sing the road-blocking song~"

"Fine, then let me sing you a quick tune," Sang Ning said cheerfully, convinced she had mastered Jiangkou Village’s musical style, agreeing without hesitation to sing the road-blocking song.

The young woman holding her arm hadn’t sensed any impending doom yet. Her gaze toward Sang Ning was full of anticipation—this gorgeous girl must surely sing beautifully!

But the moment Sang Ning sang the first two words, the woman’s expression instantly changed.

Having initially clung affectionately to Sang Ning’s arm, she now recoiled as if she had seen a ghost, yanking her hand away without a trace of hesitation or sentimentality.

The rest of the group, hearing that Sang Ning was about to sing again, hurriedly swarmed in panic to intervene.

"Sister, a road-blocking song, you say? Allow me to sing it on her behalf!" Chu Wei immediately raised her voice an octave higher than usual, drowning out Sang Ning’s singing before it could continue.

A professional singer herself, Chu Wei found Sang Ning’s off-key crooning to be nothing short of torturous.

[Poor Chu Wei, she deserves a medal for this! I swear, this must be the loudest singing in her entire career.]

[Haha, listen to how flat and technique-less that was. Chu Wei’s performance wasn’t singing—it was sheer desperation screaming.]

[Look at the young woman who handed Sang Ning the wine. Even with Chu Wei practically yelling, her gaze toward Chu Wei was like looking at a savior. Imagine how awful Sang Ning’s voice must have truly been.]

The road-blocking song ordeal finally wrapped up without disaster. The guests achieved an unlikely consensus—Sang Ning could do anything she wanted, as long as she didn’t sing.

With Sang Ning’s crisis resolved, another disaster was brewing on Sang Youming’s end.

The villagers who came to offer road-blocking wine to the guests were hired by the show. They knew the guests would need energy for the next activities, so they were careful not to overdo it. One cup of wine per guest was the norm—that was it.

But when they got to Sang Youming, things took a turn. Sang Youming held the Cow Horn Cup tightly, almost like begging, nodding and bowing as he pleaded, "Little Sister, please, have mercy—could you pour me just one more?"

The villager stepped back cautiously, only for Sang Youming to follow her forward. Step by step, he pursued her until she was backed into a corner. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, the villager exclaimed in frustration, "But you’ve already had ten cups!"

The rice wine of Jiangkou Village packed a serious punch, with even a single cup capable of felling those with weaker tolerances—and here Sang Youming had polished off ten in a row!

[I think that poor villager’s fists are already clenched. If Sang Youming weren’t filming for a show, I bet she would have decked him by now.]

[Everyone else tries to evade the wine after a symbolic toast, but not Sang Youming—he’s flipped the script, chasing the villagers down like they’re the ones who need to hide.]

[Sang Ning’s singing may be deadly, but Sang Youming’s drinking is lethal too. The Sang Family are truly like unmatched glitches in the human matrix—you simply can’t mess with them.]

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