"The wind blows against me, the wind chases me, I spread my wings and fly, I am fearless, I turn distracting thoughts into ashes, waiting for me to return in triumph, I will accompany whoever it is..."
"No regrets, tears and sweat, the more difficult it is, the more enthusiastic it becomes, I am the unparalleled king..."
Needless to say, Deng Ziqi's singing voice is naturally Zhang Han's singing voice that is surprising.
Everyone in the audience, whether they were elderly or young people, couldn't help but look up after hearing Zhang Han's singing. Even Deng Ziqi, who was singing on stage, couldn't help but look sideways. Zhang Han's voice was really beautiful, even with his singing skills.
Generally speaking, it's just not out of tune, but it's enough.
Because Zhang Han's voice is definitely better than that of professional singers, and he is definitely a star born to sing. If he had to polish it a little bit and participate in an elective program, with Zhang Han's figure, it would be difficult not to become popular.
For a moment, Deng Ziqi had the idea of making Zhang Han his debut. Fortunately, this idea passed quickly. After all, what kind of occasion is here, and where is Zhang Han sitting? Can a person of his status become an artist?
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Although celebrities make a lot of money these days, people from big families can only make occasional guest appearances and will never regard this as a career.
Outsiders were dumbfounded, and the Luo family was even more confused. I only knew Zhang Han could play the piano last time, but I didn’t expect that Zhang Han could sing so well!
Luo Siying saw this and couldn't help looking at Luo Siya's table with jealousy, cursing in her heart, Luo Siya, Luo Siya, where did you find this man... How come I can't meet such a man...
Luo Siya, Luo Siqin, and Wan Yining were all stunned. Luo Siya also didn't expect that her man could sing so beautifully. Why didn't she notice it when she was in school?
Luo Siqin was totally dumbfounded. Even if he could play the piano, he could sing so beautifully. How did he do it?
Wan Yining was stunned for a while, then looked at Luo Siqin and said, "Hey, your brother-in-law's singing is pretty good... He can even catch up with professional singers..."
"It's just so-so..." Luo Siqin said stiffly.
"If this is called so-so, how can it be called good singing... Miss Luo, why don't you come on stage and sing a song for us later... and let me see it..." Wan Yining said.
"Hmph!" Luo Siqin pouted deliberately and said, "If you ask me to sing, I will sing... Why am I so shameless... My songs are not just for others to listen to..."
"Tch! It's not like I haven't heard of it before..." Wan Yining said disdainfully.
In the eyes of Wang Shuoming, Tang Xinrou and others, the two of them bickering is commonplace and not a big deal at all. Luo Siya knows that these two are not ordinary bickering, they have already risen to the level of a fight.
Luo Zhiyin, who was at the next table, began to scold her son-in-law again. She glared at Wang Delong, not caring that there were outsiders at the table, and just said: "Tell me, what can you do? Make a piece of wood to make a fool of me.
I still don’t know anything... I used to be silent for many times, but now I have learned to speak my mind..."
Wang Delong lowered his head and cursed in his heart. He was about to be in the limelight just now. If this kid hadn't interfered, would he have been like this? Do you still blame me...
Luo Zhiyin continued to scold, "Look at my second wife's son-in-law. He can play the piano and sing well...Look at you...what can you do...By the way, didn't we agree before that if the things you give us are...
If you can't make my aunt happy and can't earn enough face for our family, then you will divorce Xiaoqing tomorrow... You promised it at the time, don't forget it... If you divorce unknowingly, our family will file for divorce..."
In the past, Luo Siqing would still speak for her husband, but today, Luo Siqing couldn't stand it anymore. My mother had wanted to see what gifts Wang Delong had brought, but Wang Delong didn't let anyone see it. The result was great, all of a sudden
I made a fool of myself...and was ridiculed by so many people...
This is my aunt's birthday party. How many people are present? It's okay to say a few sarcastic words in private. Who can bear the humiliation of you in public?
Therefore, Luo Siqing did not say anything this time.
Wang Delong didn't say anything. After all, he wanted to make a big splash, so arguing with his mother-in-law was nothing. He wanted his mother-in-law to see his strength, and then cry and beg him.
He doesn't like throwing money directly at it, he just likes the feeling of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, being ridiculed by others first, and then counterattacking and getting slapped in the face.
"You have the nerve to continue sitting here! Don't you understand what I just said? Are you ready to let me send you away!" Luo Zhiyin scolded again.
"I'm leaving first!" Wang Delong really couldn't stay. He glanced at Luo Siqing, stood up, and walked towards the door.
Luo Siqing raised her buttocks and deliberately followed, but after noticing her mother's unkind gaze, she didn't dare to move.
Wang Delong's behavior was noticed by Qian Bao, who had been observing him. Qian Bao wanted to follow him, but if he did so, it would be a bit too obvious. So, he pretended to go to the bathroom and left the table temporarily.
Wang Delong walked out of the VIP banquet hall alone, took the elevator downstairs, left the Hilton Hotel, and walked slowly along the roadside.
There was an indescribable feeling in his heart. The majestic Young Master Long was so glorious. Didn't he just want to pretend to be 13 and slap him in the face, so that those people in the Luo family who looked down on others could see him? Why is it so difficult?
…
"Young Master Long...Young Master Long..."
After walking for a while, Wang Delong heard Qian Bao's shouting behind him.
He stopped and Qian Bao quickly caught up to him and said apologetically: "Young Master Long, I'm sorry... I didn't expect this situation..."
"Forget it...it's not a big deal..." Wang Delong did not blame.
"Most people really can't recognize that thousand-year-old agarwood. Otherwise, I'll rush back now and get you an authentic painting of Tang Yin, and keep it to open their eyes." Qian Bao suggested.
"No, I have that at home too." Wang Delong shook his head and said.
If you take an authentic painting that others can recognize, is that still called output from adversity?
This is not in line with Mr. Long’s idea of slapping someone in the face... I am rich, I also like to wear street stalls, and I like to repair those security guards who look down on others... Can I tell you about this hobby?
"Then...what do you mean..." Qian Bao was a little confused about Master Long's character.
"You go back and eat your food first... I want to walk alone..." Wang Delong said.
"Okay... then Mr. Long... if you need anything, just call me..." Qian Bao said.
"Yes." Wang Delong nodded slightly and walked forward with great momentum.
Not far from the hotel, there is a small park.
He came to a corner of the park and sat down, took a few deep breaths, and finally made up his mind, "Luo family...you forced me...since you look down on people so much...then don't blame me for being rude to you...
...This time, I want you to know what strength is..."
Then, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a phone number.
The phone was connected, and a middle-aged woman's voice sounded, "Hello, how are you?"
