Chapter 67: A Concert in Three Years (Chapter 2)
"What are you laughing at?" Mu Jun asked.
"Haha, what am I laughing at? I laugh at your self-esteem, and you will actually say that I am afraid of this Zhao Xian, who has just entered the first year of college, not to mention that I am already a rare musical genius in the school, just saying that he Zhao Xian is a poor bastard, he wants money without money, he wants a background without a background, he wants to look good and has no looks, but he is still a cripple, do you mean that I will be afraid that he will surpass me in the music world in the future? Yuan Changqing said with a laugh.
"Hmph, uneducated things, lame people with open mouths and lame mouths, I don't know how your parents taught you! Besides, you are so confident that you will be able to make a name for yourself in the music world in the future? How do you know that Zhao Xian's junior brother can't become the king of the music scene in the future? Mu Jun couldn't help but say a little coldly on his face.
"Become the king of music? Haha, laughing at me? Yes, I'm not sure I'm going to make a name for myself in the music world, but you say he's going to be the king? The lame king? Haha, are you going to let him go with a cane when he holds a concert in the future? Do you need someone to help him? Don't fall off the stage! That Yuan Changqing said arrogantly, and his words were full of deep disdain!
"Damn, this kid is too arrogant!"
"Isn't it just the vice president of a music club? Look at his little b, hanging like 2580,000? ”
"Hey, don't say that this kid really has a bit of a hanging capital, if you want to blame it, blame us for not having a good parent, I really hate it!"
"I want to step on his big long face now, every time I fuck see this kid showing such an arrogant face, I feel very unhappy!"
"What if you're not happy? His uncle is the head of the music department, and we can't afford to mess with him! ”
"Although I don't like his tone, but what he said doesn't seem to be wrong, you see that Zhao Xian's junior has a hidden disease in his right foot, maybe there is nothing to sing at the gate of our school, but if you want to have the opportunity to sing on stage, I'm afraid it's a little difficult!"
"Hey, it's a pity that he has a good voice and such good singing skills!"
"Yes, he must have worked very hard when he used to study music, otherwise he wouldn't have such good singing skills, but God's will made people, so that his right foot fell into a hidden disease, and it was almost impossible to sing on stage!"
"Think about it, in the current discourse music scene, which one doesn't all have a good-looking and beautiful skin? Even those powerful singers are all handsome and healthy, and it is indeed very sleepy for someone like Zhao Xian to want to sing on stage! ”
The onlookers talked fiercely, and the voices of discussion were like a tide, some scolded Yuan Changqing for dissatisfaction, and some sighed in a low voice for Zhao Xian, hundreds of people had different expressions.
As for Zhao Xian at this time, he was holding his hands rigidly, and he could see that the green tendons on it were bursting up, and there was a kind of extremely suppressed anger on his entire face, his ears were red, his thin lips were pursed, and his breathing was extremely heavy, obviously his heart fluctuated unusually violently after hearing Yuan Changqing's words.
However, after looking at Yuan Changqing angrily, Zhao Xian helplessly let go of his clenched hands, his head hung down, and his eyes were gloomy, obviously he also knew that although he was talented in music and studied extremely hard, he was congenitally deficient, and his right foot had a hidden disease, and it was almost impossible to really sing on the stage in front of tens of thousands of audiences.
Thinking of this, his heart was suddenly full of confusion and confusion, he didn't know what he was studying music hard for in the end? It is said that God rewards hard work, but I am so diligent, but in the end, I can't even get a chance to sing on stage? A kind of unwillingness bred in Zhao Xian's heart, that was the unwillingness to live and his own fate, and that unwillingness finally turned into hatred, he hated his right foot, at this time, looking at his slightly distorted right foot, he only felt that it was so dazzling, and he wanted to break it immediately!
At this time, Mu Jun also saw Zhao Xian's lowered head, and he suddenly felt a familiar feeling from Zhao Xian's body, which was a kind of unwillingness, and in his previous life, Mu Jun sang so well but was still the kind of unwillingness after being suppressed by the brokerage company, at this time he suddenly felt that he should help Zhao Xian!
Thinking of this, Mu Jun pretended to look at Yuan Changqing again, and said in a sharp tone: "Who said that junior brother Zhao Xian can't sing on stage?" Who told you that Zhao Xian's junior brother would not be able to become a heavenly king? Is it in your eyes that the appearance and body are the basis for success or failure? It's really superficial! ”
Mu Jun's words were not loud, but they clearly entered the ears of more than 100 people present, and they actually overwhelmed the noisy voices of everyone present, and at this moment, almost everyone stopped talking, and they all looked at Mu Jun with stunned faces, as if they were completely stunned by his words!
"Hehe, what if I said that? Can a lame man sing on stage? Can you also become the king of the discourse music scene? It's really ridiculous, what do you think the discourse music scene is? How could he become the king? Is it just his so-called singing skills? Or is it on you? Do you really think who you are? Don't laugh at us! Yuan Changqing laughed loudly, his last sentence was "we" instead of "I", but it seemed to be much more level than the previous words, obviously he wanted to take the opportunity to pull the onlookers of the soy sauce party down his camp, otherwise if they were isolated all the time, I am afraid that their situation would be quite bad.
And his words did play some role, although most of the onlookers were dissatisfied with Yuan Changqing and Director Yuan, but some people just watched with the posture of watching a good show, at this time, after listening to Yuan Changqing's words, there were many people who raised the bar and coaxed, saying what Mu Jun's tone was too loud and too full of words.
"Hmph, I said he could! If you think it's impossible, why don't we take a gamble? Mu Jun looked directly at Yuan Changqing and said.
"Bet? What to bet on? Yuan Changqing said.
"Bet that Zhao Xian's junior brother can sign a contract with an entertainment company within a year, release a record within two years, and hold a solo concert with a full house within three years!"
"Haha, sign an entertainment company within a year? A solo concert in three years? Haha, where did you come from to laugh at me? Yuan Changqing laughed, extremely exaggerated, he actually bent down with a smile and a smile, not only him, but also some onlookers next to him also laughed, mocking, disdainful, one by one looking at Mu Jun like an idiot, obviously quite disdainful of his words!