You Were Told to Write Songs, Not Dominate Sinology Masters?

Actor Wang Yueheng transmigrates as a street singer participating in a talent show. His on-the-spot creation of "The Lone Brave" ignites the entire internet, helping him rise from a grassro...

Chapter 203 Music Talent Recruitment Plan, The Cinema's Rich Second Generation with Malice (2/2)

But as things stand now...

At least Wang Yueheng knows how to use his own strengths to help the platform develop.

Qin Mingyu, who originally thought Wang Yueheng could only sing, was once again impressed by the male singer's talent.

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Scene at Lilac Tavern.

To satisfy the listening desires of fans both at the venue and in the live stream.

Wang Yueheng sang two more old songs on stage.

One song is "The You of the Past," and the other is "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky."

As Wang Yueheng began to sing and play the guitar, the scene quickly turned into a massive sing-along.

Almost everyone present was familiar with the melodies of these two songs.

The once quiet and deserted tavern has now transformed into a concert venue.

Bar patrons and online viewers alike were captivated by Wang Yueheng's singing.

The music helped me forget all the troubles of real life.

Clang~

Just then, the wind chimes on the glass door of the bar were rang again.

"Get out of the way."

"Excuse me!"

Immediately afterwards, a young man dressed in an expensive white suit and wearing a gold watch, exuding an impressive aura, entered the bar accompanied by a group of burly men.

It was Shao Wenzhao, the owner of the Golden Coast Bar in Hengdian.

"Hey, this person looks familiar!"

"Isn't that Mr. Shao, the eldest son of the film studio's shareholders?"

"Wow, it really is him! He's so handsome!"

"That watch on your wrist should be a limited edition Rolex gold watch, starting at least four million!"

"What's he doing here? Is he here to listen to music too?"...

Some passersby who recognized Shao Wenzhao sized up the young man and began to whisper among themselves.

The guests who were pushed aside by Shao Wenzhao's bodyguards were originally about to get angry.

But upon seeing the imposing presence of the other party's wealthy second-generation heir, they immediately backed down and voluntarily moved aside to make way for them.

"Mr. Shao from the Gold Coast Bar?"

Gao Fei, who was accompanying Wang Yueheng on stage, noticed the group of people who had suddenly arrived and felt a little nervous.

He wondered if the other party had come to get revenge on Wang Yueheng...

Upon learning that the person who came was Shao Wenzhao, Wang Yueheng also looked at him curiously.

"Mr. Gao, I'm sorry. My younger brother was ignorant and offended your bar, which affected your business."

"This 300,000 yuan in cash is compensation for the losses my brother caused you. Are you satisfied with that?"

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Shao Wenzhao walked to the bar and then gestured to his subordinate to hand a backpack to Gao Dingxiang.

"Sizzle—"

As the backpack zipper was unzipped, stacks of bright red hundred-yuan bills appeared before my eyes.

Gao Dingxiang was stunned by what she saw.

I don't understand what this rich second-generation heir means by doing this.

Is it really just about finding peace within oneself?

Then Shao Wenzhao turned around, his lips slightly upturned, and made a fist-and-palm gesture towards Wang Yueheng on the stage.

It seemed as if they were trying to show goodwill in this way.

Upon seeing this, Wang Yueheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

I sensed a hint of cunning in the other person's smile.

Clang~

Just then, another group of people suddenly rushed in from the bar entrance.

Leading the group were two tall, muscular, blond, blue-eyed foreigners.

Following behind the blond foreigner was a man with dyed white hair, wearing a silver earring and a black jacket.

The white-haired man with an earring chewed gum, his gaze sweeping across the stage.

After watching Wang Yueheng playing and singing with a guitar.

The white-haired man grinned slightly, revealing a smile that seemed to indicate he had spotted his prey.