Tang Xiaobao disagreed.

Chen Huimin smiled bitterly and said, "How many singing gods are there? Yes, you are right. There are also people who are unwilling to go on the stage, but such people are really too few. Either they have achieved success or they don't want to continue to develop in the entertainment industry. In any case, in our country, there are very few people who can resist the temptation of the Spring Festival Gala."

"Then you don't need to sleep tonight."

Tang Xiaobao laughed.

Chen Huimin was stunned and immediately blushed: "You are a gangster. Look, you keep talking about your profession. Here you go again."

"Hey, you can't accuse me wrongly. What I mean is, you are going to be on the Spring Festival Gala and you are so excited that you can't sleep. What do you think it is?" Tang Xiaobao blinked.

"What did you say?"

Chen Huimin suddenly jumped up from the sofa, extremely excited: "Say it again, what did you just say?"

"Not really, are you so excited?"

Tang Xiaobao said embarrassedly, "It's just about letting you perform on the Spring Festival Gala. Are you really so excited?"

Chen Huimin sat down and held Tang Xiaobao's hand. Her hands were shaking, and she spoke incoherently. "Are you serious? I'm going to be on the Spring Festival Gala? Why? I haven't even received an invitation."

"Of course it's true. Lang Kun personally invited me. I guess the invitation letter will be sent to you soon." Tang Xiaobao said with a smile.

"I, I want to be on the Spring Festival Gala? I want to be on the Spring Festival Gala?"

Chen Huimin muttered to himself.

Her face flushed and her whole body trembled with excitement.

For her, it would be the best thing if she could perform on the Spring Festival Gala.

She is going to make a comeback, and this is the biggest stage in China.

She needs it so much.

But soon, she calmed down, and then she frowned.

"wrong!"

Chen Huimin suddenly said something.