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Chapter 85 You Are Not Even A Dog

As her voice fell, the lights gathered on an old man on the second floor. This person was the famous Chinese musician, Mr. Huang Qiao, Mr. Huang!"

Someone immediately exclaimed, but he didn't expect that the old man would invite this powerful man to come.

In fact, this kind of family dinner is not only about contacting feelings and discussing some family and business matters, but more importantly, this dance party is actually.

The upper class is not only concerned with the equality of the family, but also the cultivation of talent is also very important.

The performance of every young man at the dance will be recorded and then leaked. The more outstanding the men and women, the more popular they are in their circle, and there will be a lot of bonus points in the future, whether it is marriage or cooperation, so everyone attaches great importance to it.

Now that this music master is here, if he can get a compliment from him, he will have everything in his face.

At the audience's attention, Huang Lao smiled and said, "Lao Liu and I are old friends. Don't be nervous, show your best side!"

Below, Mr. Liu laughed and said, "Old Huang, how can they not be nervous in front of you, a big musician?"

"Okay, time is precious, let's start now."

At the command of the old man, he nodded to Yang Ling and walked up to the second floor by himself, and everyone's eyes were now gathered on Zhang Jiahua.

In terms of talent, among so many young people in the audience, he is the strongest among the many young people in the audience.

In previous years, he started the show, and Liu Muhan ended up.

Seeing everyone's eyes gathered on him, Zhang Jiahua seemed to have become the "only male protagonist" again. He smiled handsomely, then looked at Yang Ling not far away like a provocative look, and slowly walked onto the stage.

Immediately someone brought his violin over, and he took it gracefully and began to tune.

Below, Lin Xiaoshuang giggled and said, "Brother Jiahua is so powerful, and his tunes are so handsome!"

Several rich second-generations around him laughed when they heard this. One of them looked at Yang Ling not far away and said loudly: "That's natural. We have received upper-level education since childhood, especially Jiahua, and our talent in music is outstanding. How can some slum wild boys compare to?"

Another person immediately responded and said, "You are wrong. Although the wild boy is not well-educated, he can fight. He is a vicious dog."

"If you have a vicious dog at home, you will not lose money. Speaking of which, I also want to raise a vicious dog to play with!"

Although he did not name a name, he was just for Yang Ling, which was vicious.

Lin Xiaoshuang didn't know if she understood it, and giggled: "If you want to raise you, I won't raise a big dog!"

Liu Muhan frowned slightly when he heard this, and looked at several people coldly and said, "My Liu family does not raise dogs, but in my opinion, some people are not even as good as dogs except for eating, drinking and having fun."

After leaving this sentence, he walked away alone.

The few people were stunned. Liu Muhan was cursing, and the scolding was very unpleasant!

This is clearly a way to help Yang Ling stand out!

The faces of the few people instantly became ugly. They were holding a sense of evil fire in their hearts, but they did not dare to attack Liu Muhan, and they glared at Yang Ling one by one.

It would be fine if I didn't look at it, but when I turned around, I looked like I fell into an ice kiln.
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