Seeing Park Jung-ki take the bait, Long Qi laughed:

"Whatever you do, I can do anything. Why not, let's have a duet dance. We can have more physical contact. Look at me, how developed my chest muscles are. Do you want to touch it?"

Park Jung-ki was full of chills, staring at Long Qi, and said a little angrily:

"Mr. Long, please respect me. You have teased me three times. My patience is limited!"

Long Qi laughed and said to me that I am so disgusting to you.

"Okay, why don't we dance awkwardly? Otherwise, you can compete for any instrument. My piano is very good, so I won't compete with you, for fear that you will lose and look ugly!"

Park Jung-ki sneered and said proudly:

"My piano is also very good. If we are better, we will play the piano!"

Long Qi immediately said with a smile:

"Zhongji, are you going to have a relationship with me? What are you going to do? Should you talk while sitting or lying down? Otherwise, tonight...!"

"Stop! Mr. Long, you are simply…!"

Park Jung-ki looked at Long Qi again, as if he was a ghost.

He stood up and quickly said a few words to the vice president of SBQ company on his left. The vice president was stunned, looked at Long Qi, then said oh, then turned around to the old dean's ear, and started to say with a smile.

When the old dean heard that Long Qi was going to be with this Park Jung-ki, he immediately felt energetic.

How good is Long Qi's piano? I'm afraid that one hand can hit this arrogant guy with nothing.

In fact, the old principal has no good impression of Park Jung-ki.

This arrogant guy kept picking on his faults and judging along the way. If the old principal hadn't been well educated, he would have been unhappy.

Since you don’t respect us, you will respect you.

Originally, the evening party programs were scheduled and the time was fixed, so all the subsequent programs were disrupted.

But as long as Long Qi is willing to appear, his contest with Park Jung Ki will definitely cause a greater sensation, and it is even more gimmick than the pre-arranged program.

The old dean was also proficient in hype, so he immediately arranged it.

Xu Meixing's solo received enthusiastic applause and cheers, followed by a dance, and He Zijin was choreographed. The dance was beautiful and outstanding.

After the dance, the host walked onto the stage with a smile on his face and said loudly:

"Dear guests, leaders, classmates and media friends on site, I have a very surprising news that I want to share with you. Mr. Park Jung-ki from South Korea will personally go on stage to perform for everyone. At the same time, he will have a PK competition with Professor Long from the Beijing Film Academy. Please applaud!"

This news made the auditorium silent for a moment, and then with a loud bang, an unprecedented loud applause and cheer were bursting out, mixed with sharp whistles.

The girls were so excited that they kept waving their hands, holding Park Jung-ki's avatar sign, screaming.

Apart from these girls, the reporters are the most excited.

Today's event is semi-official, so the media on site are several large media outlets, and the reporters who come and are also senior journalists.

Who is Long Qi? These reporters cannot not know who they have long listed Long Qi as the most dangerous person who is absolutely untouchable.

This Park Jung-ki is actually going to compete with Young Master Long, and he is really ignorant of his life.

But the students present didn't think so.

Especially those idiot girls, Park Jung-ki is the dazzling sun in their minds and can do anything.

"Oba is so handsome. He is so happy that he actually wants to play the piano for us!"

A silly girl stared at Park Jung-ki, hoping to swallow her Opa in one bite.

"That's right, what Professor Long, when did there be a professor Long in the school? This guy actually dared to compete with our Zhongki Oppa, and it was simply overestimating his ability!"

Another girl pointed at Long Qi with contempt and said:

"Look at that guy, he looks much ugly than my Oppa. He actually dares to have the face to play against Oppa. Oh my God, how thick is this person's face?"

At this time, Park Jung-ki had already stepped onto the stage with a charming smile on his face. He waved his hand at everyone, and then bowed slightly, which immediately caused a overwhelming scream.

If it weren't for the fact that there were many security guards in the student auditorium today, those crazy girls would probably have directly pressed Park Jung-ki to the ground and xxoo!

Park Jung-ki was used to this crazy occasion and knew it well, so he reached out and made a swearing gesture on his lips, and the scene suddenly became quiet.

He threw a charming smile at everyone, and then Shi Shi walked to the piano that had just been pushed up in the middle of the stage.

After doing it, he first tried the scales and then signaled that he could start.

In order to prepare for this evening party, the school is full of sincerity and the stage and style are among the best in the industry. Even those who are on the lights have been professional senior members who have held concerts for many superstars.

The lights on the stage changed rapidly, and the surroundings were pitch black. Only in the center, a soft and bright beam of light fell from the sky, shining on Park Jung-ki like a waterfall, making him look like an angel with no small cock.

With a handsome face, charming smile, and a slender body of 1.8 meters brought by the heightening pad, all of these are really worthy of being the style of Asia's No. 1 star.

As his hands stroking on the piano like flowing water, strings of beautiful notes flowed out between his hands.

Long Qi nodded for a while when he heard this.

This guy is really not a slut. He only talks about this piano, at least he can get a Level 10 certificate that a thirteen-year-old child can get in China.

At this time, Jin Yan'er approached Long Qi and said softly in a somewhat ambiguous tone:

"Mr. Long, how do you think Mr. Park Jung-ki's piano talks about?"

The old god of Long Qi was there, shaking his head:

"At first, I thought it was good, but when I listened carefully, it was just that. This guy didn't have enough momentum and he couldn't play the piano for more than three minutes. Now he can't listen at all. The pitch is at least eight or nine out of ten. Alas, in our country, this can only be considered the level of elementary school students!"

Long Qi said this very loudly, and every word was so strange. It just happened to be in the gap between Park Jung-ki's pronunciation of playing the piano. Almost everyone around him could hear it clearly.

The center of the stage is no more than ten meters away from Long Qi in a straight line, so Park Jung-ki cannot hear it.

Zhongji's mood can only be described in three words.

You are paralyzed!

In anger, his fingers trembled and a murmur came out.

He stopped suddenly and was stunned on the stage.

The surroundings were silent, and it was embarrassing!

Long Qi suddenly took the lead in applauding and shouted:

"good!"

Immediately, thunderous applause sounded, and screams came one after another.

At this moment, Zhongji wanted to die.
Chapter completed!