Arriving at the entrance of Shanhai Hotel and in front of Shanhai KTV, the manager who had been waiting for a long time saw the arrival of the limousine, but he didn't know that the famous gentleman was coming.
"Mr. Wang, you are finally here."
Wang Sicong glanced at him and said with an indifferent expression: "You are the manager here, right? How are you preparing the KTV private room I asked you to prepare in advance?"
"It's ready for you, please come with me?"
"Um."
Wang Sicong nodded, and under the guidance of the manager, he and a group of celebrities wearing masks to cover their faces entered the KTV's luxurious private room.
They have been protected by bodyguards and security guards along the way. Even if the celebrities among them are discovered, nothing will happen to them.
The only people who are disgusted are probably those paparazzi members who are desperate for their lives.
They will try their best to take photos in an attempt to obtain valuable information.
But... I just came to this KTV to sing. Wang Sicong, do you want to have such a big battle? Do you really care about face?
Jiang Liu seemed a little speechless.
This was one of the reasons why he could not have a close relationship with Wang Sicong.
Jiang Liu himself was not born into a wealthy family. He was not a second-generation rich man and even lived a very poor life when he was very young.
Excessive luxury is waste. Jiang Liu knows this very well, and he probably won't have too many interactions with boss Wang Sicong Wang in the future.
The two of them really don't share the same worldview.
After a while, the manager took Jiang Liu and others to the most luxurious and high-end KTV here.
This room occupies approximately more than 300 square meters. Looking at it, it is almost too big to have any friends!
"Let me take a look...what is it? Is there a basketball court?"
That's right, there's half a basketball court in this room!
Of course, there are countless entertainment facilities such as billiards and table tennis.
Jiang Liu looked at it and didn't know what to say.
This is ridiculous...is it still a KTV?
"Wow, luxury!" Even Guan Qikaizhi has not experienced a KTV of this level in a few years.
Angela and others came to the house together. Wang Sicong sat on the main seat and said to the manager: "Go and get your best drinks. Tonight, I will organize the night party!"
"Yes, Mr. Wang!"
The service manager was overjoyed and left in a hurry.
Jiang Liu looked at it and couldn't help but laugh.
Is this how rich people actually live?
While Jiang Liu was still thinking this, Wang Sicong picked up the remote control and started to click on the song.
"Beibei, I haven't heard you sing for a long time, why don't you sing one?"
"Ah? Shall I sing?"
"Wow! Beibei's singing! I'm looking forward to it."
"Beibei, come one, Beibei, come one, Beibei, come one!"
Angela Beibei was booed by everyone, and had no choice but to smile bitterly, sigh, and pick up the microphone on the side.
"You asked me to sing, don't blame my singing voice for being scary!"
"How could it be? When our former university singing champion sings, of course you have to listen with all your ears." You Er Zuozhao said with a smile.
After a while, Angela Beibei started singing the song.
Jiang Liu also knew the content of the song, it was sweet and classical.
The singing is indeed good, at least the notes are in tune, not to mention how perfect it is, at least it is within the ranks of listenable songs.
"Mr. Jiang Liu, why don't you sing a song too?" Wang Sicong suddenly said this.
When Jiang Liu heard what he said, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Wang Sicong.
Is this guy still angry about what happened before?
But that's right, it would be strange if Wang Sicong suddenly stopped causing trouble for him.
It's no wonder that he wants to embarrass himself in a small way. At this level, it's nothing.
"Are you sure you want me to sing?"
Jiang Liu picked up the microphone, looked at a few people, and asked.
"Jiang Liujun's singing... I want to hear it too." Kanako said with a expectant smile under the tree.
"Haha, classmate Jiang Liu's song must be good." Right ear Zuozhao followed.
"Yes, Mr. Jiang Liu, please sing a song." Angela, who had just finished singing, also suggested.
"Hey... Then just sit back and prepare yourself mentally."
Jiang Liu said and opened a hand of blue and white porcelain.
The beautiful prelude of Jay Chou's music appears here like a poem and a picture, and many people are intoxicated by the prelude.
The prelude accompaniment was completed and it was time for Jiang Liu to sing...
"The plain matching outlines the blue and white brush strokes, which are thicker and lighter..."
"etc!"
Before Jiang Liu finished singing the first line, Wang Sicong quickly stopped him from singing: "Um...Mr. Jiang Liu, are you kidding us?"
"Ah?" Jiang Liu asked in confusion, "I...what's wrong with me?"
"The blue and white porcelain you sang...is the blue and white porcelain we know?" Wang Sicong asked with a twitchy face.
"Uh... isn't it?" Jiang Liu scratched his face and said slightly embarrassed.
"Please, Mr. Jiang Liu. Please be more serious and sing it again. At least one note must be in tune." Wang Sicong said.
"Oh! I understand. Maybe I didn't find the tune at first, so I sang wrongly," Jiang Liu said.
"Okay, then you can do it again."
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding." The musical prelude sounded again.
Everyone began to listen attentively, trying to forget everything they had heard before.
The performance is currently completed.
"The blue and white brush strokes are outlined by the plain combination, and the strokes are thicker and lighter... The peonies painted on the bottle are just like your first makeup... The scent of sandalwood comes through the window and I understand your thoughts... I have put the pen on the rice paper halfway~"
"Stop! That's enough! OK, certified, certified, Mr. Jiang Liu, your singing voice is indeed so unique. We think we have heard enough. Let's change to the next person."
In order to prevent Jiang Liu from poisoning the people in the room, Wang Sicong immediately gave in and took the microphone away from Jiang Liu's hand.
Jiang Liu shrugged innocently and returned to Kanako's side under the tree.
Kanako under the tree sighed helplessly and whispered: "Jiang Liujun, you are naughty again. How can your five tones be so imperfect? I have heard you hum before, but it is not like this."
"Shhhh."
Jiang Liu hissed in a low voice: "I didn't do this because I didn't want Wang Sicong to target me. This guy is still complaining about what happened today. It would be very annoying for me if he keeps targeting me, so I might as well sell it directly.
Give him a loophole and let everything end today."
"Jiang Liujun is really good at being a good person."
"Hey, my wife taught me well."
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After knowing that Jiang Liu's singing voice was so bad, Wang Sicong felt a little more balanced. He was quite satisfied with his singing voice, and he was the last man to sing among them.
In this way, the dissatisfied estrangement ends.
While waiting to leave the KTV, Shushita Kanako and Jiang Liu discovered that the housekeeper of the Shushita family, Shushita Kijusen, was waiting at the door of the KTV.
