"Scumbag Su is going to lose."

"Which bastard called him Su Shen just now? Come out here."

"What does this grandson do? Does he want to defy heaven? But this guy pretends to be really big and round. I'm convinced."

"Although, I am convinced."

"What should I do? I've made a bet with my roommate. If the scumbag loses this game, I'm going to strip naked and run around naked."

"Hahaha, which building is the one upstairs in? I'll go watch."

"Building 3, the girls' dormitory, are you coming?"

"She's still a girl, my day."

"Who do you want to date? I'll beat you to death."

Almost everyone in the auditorium stood up.

Even the reporters applauded vigorously, not caring that their palms were red.

This scene is worthy of special mention for both us and the enemy.

Liu Jianming, the dean of the Art Department, and several senior professors at Dongyang University also woke up at this time.

Lao Liu quickly threw away the little regret in his heart.

Dongyang University has actually won.

Su Mu's previous nine games are enough to explain everything.

In this case, it would be best for Su Mu not to end.

In this way, everyone is happy.

Principal Liu was all smiles and applauded warmly.

Feng Qinghuang's expression did not change, he just smiled slightly, bowed lightly to the audience, then tied his tie, put on his coat, stretched out his hand to Su Mu, and then returned to his seat.

The meaning is obvious.

It's your turn to perform.

Liu Jianming quickly winked at the host.

The host woke up, came to Su Mu's side, and raised his hand to indicate that the applause could stop.

Then he asked with a smile:

"Professor Su, are you sorry for the... man just now? Until now, we don't even know the name of this gentleman."

Su Mu smiled softly:

"You can call him Mr. Feng."

The host was stunned.

Do you know each other?

Are there any grievances left?

He quickly came to his senses and said with a smile:

"It turns out to be Mr. Feng. Professor Su, what do you think of Mr. Feng's performance?"

The whole audience was quiet, looking forward to Su Mu's evaluation.

Su Mu said four words very simply.

The host was so stunned that he didn't vomit blood.

Liu Jianming and others' expressions instantly became stiff.

But the exchange group was collectively angry.

Everyone in the audience was stunned for a moment.

What does scumbag Su mean?

But that's it?

His evaluation was... nothing more than that?

Unexpectedly, Su Mu had another word to say.

He took advantage of the host's daze, grabbed the microphone from his hand, looked at everyone in the exchange group, and said calmly:

"I mean...!"

"You...are nothing more than that."

"I'm not targeting any of you..."

"I'm talking about your entire so-called high-brow, Western classical music scene."

"In front of me, you...are all rubbish."

The whole audience could hear the needle drop suddenly.

Everyone opened their mouths in horror.

Liu Jianming's eyes darkened and he fell straight down.

God.
Chapter completed!