At the entrance of the venue.

The sun has risen and shines warmly on the earth.

As time goes by, the climate also changes. Now the ice and snow have melted and spring is full of joy.

The spring breeze blew, stirring up the repeated darkness on Su Qi's forehead.

Today he was wearing the golden Tang coat and a simple black trousers on his lower body. Although the weather in the north was still a little cool, Su Qi was now very powerful, but he was not afraid of this temperature.

Especially after taking the Lingtian Pill in Wudang, my internal strength became even more intense and I became much more energetic.

In addition, because he often uses male god training gift packages, he has a very generous temperament. Although he is an ordinary person, he is just a low-level ordinary person and does not have the excellent background as Jiang Baichuan, his temperament and momentum at this moment are not inferior to him at all.

When the reporters looked from a distance, they couldn't help but sigh.

"I am worthy of being a stolen person who can compete for the quota of the fourth young master. This temperament is indeed extraordinary!"

"What a strong aura!"

"I have only felt this feeling in our company **oss. It is a momentum that only social elites have!"

"Quick, stop him!"

"Don't let him enter the venue, be sure to interview him!"

Most of these reporters are old-fashioned, and they are rushing towards Su Qi at this moment, fearing that they will not be able to interview.

A new reporter was a little stunned: "Sweat, is that?"

A reporter from the same newspaper next to him smiled and said, "Xiao Wang, you are new to you. Among all the stars, Su Qi is the best interview, and it is also the most informative. Other stars are concerned about face, and he ignores it. If you want to curse people, it is easiest to get a lot of news when you interview!"

Xiao Wang looked like he was taught, and the old reporter patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go and have a look."

All reporters.

Su Qi was surrounded by water as soon as he got off the car.

"Mr. Su, do you have any ideas when you have been collectively criticized by so many singers?"

"Mr. Su, today's game is very bad for you, why did you still raise it?"

"Mr. Su, pop music is definitely not as good as bel canto. What is your purpose in doing this?"

"Mr. Su, how likely do you personally think you have to win against Jiang Baichuan?"

So many reporters raised questions together. If ordinary stars were to be a little panicked now, but Su Qi was obviously an old man. This guy said calmly: "I dare not say the winning rate, but aren't they criticizing my music for being difficult to be elegant? Then I'll use his criticizing my songs to participate in the competition today."

When all the reporters heard this, they looked at each other, "Which song?"

Su Qi smiled: "The Most Charming National Style!"

What?

"The Most Displeasant National Style"?

The reporters were surprised!

Brother, how can you stop making trouble?

Joining this competition, are you going to sing "The Most Charming National Style"?

Is this too much a joke?

What is this routine?

How to win?

The reporters were all confused by Su Qi's words. In today's competition, he planned to sing "The Most Displeasant National Style"?

"This is impossible!"

"There is no reason, there is no reason for him to sing "The Most Charming National Style"!"

"Can't you be fooled by us?"

"If he sings the square dance song "The Most Charming National Style", he will have no chance of winning!"

"What is Professor Su doing?"

"I can't understand!"

All the reporters were confused. Su Qi actually wanted to sing "The Most Disappointing National Style" to compete with Jiang Baichuan?

What is the situation?

Seeing that Su Qi had already entered the venue with ease, the reporters quickly followed, wanting to find out.

Enter the opera house.

It is full of magnificence. The entire opera house can accommodate about five or six hundred people. It is divided into two floors, and it is now full of audiences.

At the front row are the figures of several singing people, smiling and communicating with each other.

And he also saw the other popular candidate for the four young masters who had been against him - Jiang Baichuan!

Jiang Baichuan also noticed Su Qi, smiled coldly, and looked full of contempt.

Su Qi was not angry either. He walked to him and took the initiative to reach out and hold his palm. The actions of the two of them immediately attracted the attention of the audience, all of whom were quietly looking at the two of them.

Jiang Baichuan didn't expect that Su Qi would shake hands with him on his own initiative. He thought that he knew the difference between the two and was shocked by his turtle aura, so he came to shake hands and make peace. His expression suddenly became even more contemptuous.

Su Qi said kindly: "Oh, isn't this Brother Jiang?"

"Hmph!" Jiang Baichuan looked cold and arrogant and did not speak, but made a muffled sound of disdain in his nose.

Su Qi continued to exaggerate: "Brother Jiang is really better than seeing at first sight! Compared with photos, real people are even uglier!"

It's even more uglier...

It's ugly...

This sentence immediately made the whole scene silent.

"Puchi!"

Suddenly, someone accidentally laughed out loud. Su Qi didn't play according to the routine!

I thought I would praise Jiang Baichuan, but I said this.

Jiang Baichuan's face turned red even more angry. Before he could think of how to fight back, he saw Su Qi and continued to shout: "Brother Jiang, don't get me wrong. I mean you are ugly than in the photo! Bah, it's more beautiful than you in the photo! Hi, look at my mouth, I'm also stupid, I can't understand it."

"Hahaha!"

"Professor Su is so funny!"

"It's too bad for this mouth!"

The audience burst into laughter.

Jiang Baichuan's face became even more gloomy, but Su Qi was still trying to "smooth the situation" and said, "Look, my brother, I'm stupid, I mean, now that technology is advanced, PS and other things are more realistic, so I'm actually praising our country's good exhibition! That's right, hahaha..."

Jiang Baichuan: "%￥*a#"

Damn, I am ugly than the photos and have nothing to do with the national exhibition!

How come you praise the country?

This is clearly a harm to me!

And when will you become my brother?

I'm obviously older than you?

Damn, you are so shameless!

Jiang Baichuan's face was gloomy, and his chest was so angry that it was rising and falling. He gritted his teeth and said, "Just show off his words, Su Qi, you will lose today!"

"That's right, the Huangkou boy will let you know what music is today!" Jiang Ruliu, who was sitting next to him, also raised his eyelids and looked at Su Qi disdainfully.

Su Qi looked at Jiang Ruliu in surprise, pointed at him, and then looked at Jiang Baichuan: "Oh, Lao Jiang, your son?"

This is your son...

Your son...

Jiang Ruliu's face was covered with dark clouds, and he said angrily: "I am his father!"

"This is my father!" Two voices sounded at the same time, and Jiang Baichuan also shouted.

Su Qi raised his eyebrows: "Who is whose father? Or are you both sons?"

"He is my son!"

"I am his son!"

Two more voices sounded at the same time, and Su Qi pretended to be shocked: "My grass, it turns out they are two sons! The two sons are quarreling slowly. I'll leave first, we'll see you later."

Su Qi inserted his hands into his pocket and whistled slowly to the backstage.

The audience was silent and silenced until a few seconds later, bursts of laughter broke out.

"Hahaha, Professor Su's mouth is so poisonous!"

"Two sons?"

"Who is the father? I'm so confused!"

"Professor Su is awesome!"

"It's so cheap! This mouth cannon is already invincible!"

“…”

The sound of ridicule reached the ears of the father and son of the Jiang family, but it seemed as sharp as the tip of a knife, and only felt the pain on his face.

"Su Qi!!"

Jiang Baichuan gritted his teeth and stared at Su Qi's back. He looked at the posture and wanted to bite him.

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!