number one idol

Chapter 497 Block the gun for you, Uncle Zhang! (fourth more)

Li Shengxin came to Singapore single-handedly, and as soon as he entered the arena, he wanted to show off the God of Songs, which was unexpected by everyone.

He was too strong, and he got straight to the point when he first came, so many singers present didn't know how to react or what to say.

"This bastard, even if his teacher Quan Xiaoren is here, he doesn't dare to talk to us, where does he have the confidence?"

Lin Yun's chest heaved up and down, and when he saw no one in the yard, he immediately became angry.

In fact, the reason for his anger was not to question whether Li Shengxin had the confidence, because he had already expected that the other party would inevitably come in a bad way. What really surprised him was the straightforwardness of the other party.

Naked, unabashedly straightforward.

Let me tell you clearly, today I am going to fuck you Zhang Juncheng, the God of Songs, and I am here to mess things up!
This approach undoubtedly made Lin Yunkai, who has been in the society for decades and is good at using people's feelings, feel uncomfortable. After all, most of the people he met in his life were treacherous people than foxes. They do tricks in the inside, but on the surface they are still called brothers and brothers, and they are more polite.

So this sudden counter-operation made Lin Yunkai feel dissatisfied that the other party had broken the rules of the game.

Zhang Juncheng didn't have much reaction to this, he just smiled and said: "It's not bad for him, at least we don't have to wonder if there is any trap behind it, let's go, let's eat first."

What Zhang Juncheng said is also reasonable. Although Li Shengxin's actions are more radical and uncomfortable, at least they are all on the bright side and can be seen clearly at a glance.

In a sense, he can be regarded as a gentleman.

……

Inside the living room.

With the entry of the big birthday star, all the guests and friends in the house stood up to welcome, and the atmosphere was very lively.

He Xiao waved at Lin Yun and said, "Teacher, the gift money has been calculated."

"How much did you charge in total?"

Lin Yunkai rubbed his palms, the anger just now was gone, and he asked with a look of a money fanatic.

There is no more violent business in this world than receiving gift money. Even ordinary people can earn tens of thousands of dollars from banquets, let alone high-end people at the top of the social comfort zone?
Xiao Wangnian blinked, clapped his fingers and said silently: "If all the cash is converted into Huaguo currency, it will be more than 500 million. Some limited-edition handicrafts or antique calligraphy and paintings cannot be counted. Maybe it will exceed [-] million."

"It's okay."

Lin Yunkai nodded, with a look of barely passing the test, as if he didn't think so, and He Xiao was stunned. Is this still the old Lintou who ran around the country to deliver goods for 50 million commercial performance fees?really?

When he was stunned, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, only to realize that it was the goddess of the Neon Kingdom, Chiyo Gui, who was standing not far away, looking at her with a pair of watery eyes.

This old man, his feelings are pretending in front of girls...

The key is to pretend to be so calm, without blushing or heartbeat, which is a skill that ordinary people can't learn.

"It was the same price last time. More people came to celebrate birthdays this year than last year. I didn't expect it to be stagnant. It seems that everyone's development has been mediocre in the past year. The economic level has declined. Yes, there are a few A person like me can’t push all the announcements every day? Sigh...it’s too difficult for everyone.”

Lin Yunkai pretended to be addicted, pretending to be serious, and said in a grandiose manner, but in fact, last year's birthday party had nothing to do with him.

He Xiao blushed when he heard this, coughed, lowered his head and whispered: "Teacher, it's almost over, Miss Chiyo is gone."

"Ah? Cough cough, what Miss Chiyo, it's just a sigh of relief for the teacher."

Lin Yunkai looked back and saw that Qiandai Guyi had gone away with his friends long ago, so he found himself a step down without changing his face and heartbeat, and forced Fuyi to go, hiding his merit and fame, and drifted into the among the crowd.

"..."

He Xiao and Xiao Wangnian looked at each other with a look of helplessness on their faces, human beings are really getting more and more out of tune as they get older.

……

One p.m.

Among the guests on the invitation list, all were present except for one Filipino singer who was absent.

The older generation of outstanding singers in various countries, the new generation who are popular, the celebrities in Southeast Asia, and the media friends from all walks of life in various countries, both familiar and unfamiliar, gathered together.

Not to mention a mixture of dragons and snakes, they are all elites, and the top elites in their respective circles, together, there can be about 50 to [-] people.

This huge scene also proves Zhang Juncheng's status in the Asian music scene and his strong connections.

A generation of song gods, so brilliant.

And Zhang Juncheng didn't take it too seriously. He chose to hold a birthday party at home, which proved his attitude. No matter where or in which country, a family banquet is always the highest standard for entertaining guests and friends.

Zhang Juncheng invited a team of chefs from a top restaurant in Singapore to cook at home. There are no foreign dishes, but all Chinese food. There are four long tables that can accommodate 16 people.

Thanks to the fact that this is a villa, otherwise it would be a little hard to let go.

"The cake is coming!"

Before the birthday party started, Lin Qianhui came out of the kitchen pushing a trolley containing a nine-tiered giant cake.

"so beautiful!"

The moment they saw the cake, many people were amazed, because the cake was sparkling and translucent, it was inlaid with a circle of platinum and precious stones, and the top layer was decorated with a big diamond.

This is He Xiao's birthday gift to the God of Songs. The top pastry designer in Malaysia is invited to make the cut. There are fifty platinum circles on the top, six small diamonds and one big diamond in the middle, a total of 57 pieces. Like 57 shining stars, it represents the 57th birthday of the God of Songs this year.

The whole cake cost 45 SGD to make, which is about [-] SGD when converted into Chinese currency.

One cake is equal to the price of an Audi A6L. Don't be ridiculous, this may be the most expensive cake that many celebrities here have ever eaten.

After all, money is not spent like this...

"Happy-birthday-to-you, Happy-birthday-to-you..."

A group of friends gathered in front of the cake, surrounded by Zhang Juncheng, and sang happy birthday song joyfully.

"You are the oldest today, Juncheng, do you have any birthday wishes?"

A producer of Xiangjiang TVB radio station put Zhang Juncheng's shoulders at this time and asked with a smile.

"Wish..." Zhang Juncheng blew out the candles in one breath, and said to all the guests and friends, "My greatest wish is to wish everyone here a fortune and good luck!"

When Shou Xing spoke, there were enthusiastic booing and whistles in an instant. The atmosphere was in place and there was an internal taste.

"Since the God of Songs has spoken, I'll do it first as a respect!"

A popular male singer from Singapore even stood up with a glass of baijiu in the audience and took the lead to say that he choked up the glass of wine in one sip.

And his glass of wine also officially opened the entire banquet, sharing cakes, eating food and wine, chatting about business and creation, and everyone was very busy.

But under the lively surface, each has their own restraint. No one dared to drink too much, and they kept three points in their words, especially the media and entertainment reporters. Many people had hardly touched alcohol. Something big will happen, and I'm afraid that drinking will cause trouble.

"Heh, a group of people who are full of wine and food."

Korean song god Lee Seung-shin leaned on the chair, didn't eat much, and didn't make trouble. Although he was not angry with Zhang Juncheng, he also knew that today was his birthday gift, and it was too unruly to mess up at the banquet. At least he had to wait until the dinner was over. after.

The same is true for Chiyoya, chatting happily with friends, acting as if nothing happened, but silently waiting for an opportunity.

After six o'clock in the evening, when everyone had eaten and chatted, Li Shengxin finally stood up.

"Zhang Songshen, you and I are both called the Gods of Songs by the media, and many people compare you to me, so I have always been curious. Since we are both Gods of Songs, is there any difference in creation? After all One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and I think Zhang Geshen is also very curious, right?"

"It just so happens that so many colleagues in the industry and friends from the media are here today, why don't we compare and see who is the 'true singer'? What do you think?"

As soon as Li Shengxin finished speaking, the scene fell silent for an instant. Everyone put away the expressions of drinking and talking for a second, and rolled their eyes. They knew that today's main event was finally coming.

Zhang Juncheng, who was drinking tea with a friend at the main table, narrowed his eyes at this moment, and looked at Li Shengxin who was standing in front of him with his hands in his trouser pockets.

"Ah, ah, Zhang Geshen, aren't you afraid?"

Li Shengxin continued to speak aggressively.

In fact, he didn't need to be provocative, just said what he said just now, Zhang Juncheng was already unable to accept this challenge.

Because he represents not only an individual, but also the face of the Chinese music scene, and the owner of the title of God of Songs.

This led to no matter what reason he used to evade, as long as he dared to back off, everyone would regard him as incompetent. From now on, the Chinese music scene will lose its leadership and its status will plummet.

Especially in a few years, after the older generation of singers have completely retired, leaving only the Chinese music scene with Internet celebrity traffic, saliva fast songs, and square dance divine songs, it really can't stand up.

So this moment is destined to be a historic moment.

Many Chinese singers present felt nervous.

The gazes of Qianyokiyai, Indian singer, and several pop singers from Southeast Asia are even more pressing.

Zhang Juncheng kept his eyes down, drinking his tea in self-concern, without speaking.

On the contrary, Lin Yunkai, who was sitting firmly in the second chair, winked at He Xiao at this moment, then dusted off the long robe and jacket on his lower body, and said calmly:
"Teacher, block the gun for Uncle Zhang!"

(End of this chapter)