: "Okay."

"Old Yan!"

Fang Jiqing was going crazy. This brat Ye Cang must have done it on purpose. He rejected him and then turned around and invited his best friend. Wasn't this a clear attempt to stab him in the heart? !

"Ye Cang! I want to duel with you!!"

Yan Xiangming looked at Fang Jiqing helplessly: "Jiqing, stop making trouble."

Ye Cang looked at the angry Fang Jiqing, but suddenly laughed: "Sure, do you want to make a bet with me?"

Fang Jiqing was still angry: "What?"

Ye Cang: "I heard that your best performance is double platinum, how about betting whether the performance of my album can surpass yours?"

Shen Huai was helpless: "Ye Cang, don't joke."

Fang Jiqing was stunned, and then laughed: "I admit that you do have some talent, but you are too ignorant. Do you know how difficult it is to get this performance in the past ten years? Not to mention that the record market is shrinking now, the difficulty is even higher."

"Oh." Ye Cang didn't care at all, "Then do you want to bet?"

Fang Jiqing was provoked by him: "Bet! You are not afraid, so why should I not be afraid!"

Fang Jiqing didn't give him a chance to regret: "Men speak with spit and nail. Old Yan, Mr. Shen, you two can be witnesses. I'm going to say this today. If I, Fang Jiqing, lose, I will go out naked in December!"

Ye Cang smiled: "Then you'd better start exercising now, so as not to catch a cold."

Fang Jiqing: "Brat! Don't be complacent, I tell you, if you want to beat me, you have to be resurrected by Lu Yang!"

Shen Huai: "..."