Chapter 17
[Hilarious! This is just like my little niece in kindergarten: Auntie, I got 100 points and got a red flower, why did you only get 60 points?]
[Using the most innocent tone to kill people and destroy their hearts. 】
[Children's words are innocent. Don't take it too seriously. Besides, it's for your father's own good.]
No one at the scene really took Xiao Fusheng's words seriously. What could a five-year-old child understand?
The teacher didn't care about this. It was just right that Kan Qi didn't have to talk about such sensitive topics when he went to coax the child, but Tian Zijin didn't think so at this moment.
He has his own system, and as long as he gets close to someone with good luck, he can get that person's luck.
But after communicating with Kan Qi for such a long time today, I didn’t get any clues.
Not to mention that Xiao Fusheng had just outmaneuvered him, and he had to get back at him.
As if nothing had happened, Tian Zijin smiled gently and walked over to Xiao Fusheng. "You're so cute! Why did you say that? Do you even understand these questions?"
【Tian Zijin, my mouthpiece.】
[Did Xiaotian receive any favors from Kan Qi's family? Why has he been making things difficult for them all day?]
[Our Xiaotian is very kind. Is it not okay for him to take the initiative to let others take the camera? ]
Hearing the sound of his Qi value increasing in his mind, Tian Zijin raised his eyebrows slightly and reached out to pick up the exercise book on the top of the table. "It's been so many years since I graduated, and I've forgotten a lot of these questions. It's better to have a fresh brain."
He lowered his head and asked jokingly, "What do you think is wrong, Xiao Fusheng?"
Little Fusheng leaned closer to Kan Qi's father's arms, keeping a good distance from this strange uncle. He bit a piece of candy and pointed at the problem in front of him: "The interval is wrong."
Tian Zijin's smile froze.
The few people who were discussing other things couldn't help but stop and ask: "Fusheng, what did you say?"
Is that wrong?
Xiao Fusheng moved down, puffing out his cheeks as he pointed at another wrong answer: "The auxiliary lines are drawn wrong."
The auxiliary lines are drawn wrong. Even after so many years of graduation, Tian Zijin has to recall what each symbol means when he sees these questions again. Can you tell what is wrong with it at a glance?
But Xiao Fusheng obviously didn't understand what kind of storm her words had stirred up in other people's hearts. In order to prove that she could ask her father to study, she worked very hard.
The little hands kept flipping through the book, pointing out the wrong questions when they were found, and even explaining each step and each knowledge point clearly.
Kan Qi didn't stop her. When Zizi started talking too much and could no longer hold the candy in her mouth, he took out a tissue and gently wiped the saliva from the corner of her lips: "Very powerful."
Is this a particularly powerful question?
[If they are five years old, how old am I? ]
[I pulled my sick brother up and forced him to watch the live broadcast. Everything he said was correct, and he even answered the last big question.]
[This isn't just a matter of being abused in school anymore. Little Fusheng must be a freak!]
"Xiao Fusheng?" The teacher didn't care about much else and had already followed Xiao Fusheng's words to sort out the wrong questions one by one. To be honest, even experienced teachers like them would have to think for a while when facing the last big question without prior preparation.
But Xiao Fusheng didn't think at all and just talked about whatever came to his mind.
She asked in surprise, "How did you know?"
Xiao Fusheng blinked and said honestly, "I thought of it."
There are many variations in these question types, but the knowledge points are deeply rooted in her mind.
"No, I mean, who taught you?"
oh.
Xiao Fusheng is not stupid. She pointed to her head and said, "I saw it and wrote it down."
Seeing that the child couldn't ask any questions, everyone had to turn their curiosity to another person.
Kan Qi, who was being watched, remained calm as he put the questions together: "She is quite sensitive to numbers."
"Kan Qi's father." Xiao Fusheng corrected him, "I can do it too, what about the others?"
After a few seconds of silence, Kan Qi nodded: "I am also sensitive to others."
He arranged them all class by class.
At five years old, I've learned everything.
"Your child's brain really needs to be studied." This was the first time Xu Mai had seen such a prodigy child who could do everything. "The legendary five-year-old genius has returned from school, and he can't possibly be able to program intrusion, right?"
program?
Xiao Fusheng looked at the computer on the side, eager to try it out.
Fortunately, Kan Qi was quick to hold down her little paw: "If she's interested, she'll know a little bit."
Then he looked at Tian Zijin, whose expression was extremely grim: "Don't you want to visit?"
What's the point of focusing all your attention on your own child? Can't you raise one yourself?
Yes, there is no chance to raise these people.
[He was very sensitive to numbers and could easily solve the high school entrance exam questions. He was also very sensitive to words and could be compared to a master calligrapher at the age of five.]
[Am I the only NPC in this world? ]
[Now I believe Kan Qi really didn't force his children. When I was eighteen, my mother put a clothes hanger on my neck and I couldn't write!]
I'm curious about Kan Qi's claim that this child was adopted. Given how beautiful and intelligent Xiao Fu is, could her original parents really bear to abandon her?
[Could it be that my parents have passed away? There is really nothing I can do.]
[Ignoring everything else, I feel bad for Xiao Fusheng being adopted by Kan Qi.]
[This kind of child would be a huge treasure to any family, especially to those who are rich and powerful.]
Xiao Fusheng is smart and will make her own decisions. Her love for Kan Qi doesn't seem fake. Have you forgotten those fans who used to hit their heads against the wall for Kan Qi?
There is a lot of discussion online.
Tian Zijin, who originally brought up the topic, was completely ignored. He never thought that Xiao Fusheng could actually do the questions!
This is fucking unscientific.
No, she had asked herself before if there was a voice in her head. Could it be...
Tian Zijin asked, "Do you have any other systems bound to the child?"
"No." The Protagonist Halo System denied, "A world can only have one protagonist. How could there be other systems? You are the only protagonist of this world."
"So what's her situation?"
"How would I know?" the system said. "Our data doesn't mention such a child. But the world is so big, there are so many geniuses. It doesn't matter to you."
"Can't I get her luck?"
Not only did he not get it, Tian Zijin even found that the luck he had just gained from Kan Qi had disappeared, while Kan Qi's luck was slowly rising.
The system checked itself for a long time but couldn't find any problems: "She is immune to us. It doesn't make sense. It's impossible for anyone in this world to escape the aura of the protagonist."
Tian Zijin's face didn't look good.
"It must be because she's now bound to Kan Qi," the system said. "Don't worry, people with such different fortunes won't stay together forever. A genius like her, as long as the show gets enough attention, will definitely attract more attention. By then, it's uncertain who her father is."
Kan Qi's end is death, and it won't be long before it happens.
Tian Zijin felt a little comforted. Wouldn't it be nice if he could take the opportunity to find a way to adopt the child under his own name?
The original intention was to have more shots, but today everything backfired unexpectedly. Tian Zijin had no choice but to find a way to move more shots to himself and temporarily put aside the idea of setting a trap for Kan Qi to fall into.
"We haven't been back for many years. Let's go and see the school."
Everyone is in class now, but when they learned that a celebrity was returning to school, the school leaders selected some students to give the celebrity a surprise.
The teacher deliberately took Tian Zijin towards the playground.
Little Fusheng didn't want to walk with the uncle, so he walked behind him holding his father's hand, looking left and right curiously.
She heard her father talk about her high school life.
Every time Kan Qi’s father worked hard, he would talk to himself in the void.
He said he wanted to go back to school and have more opportunities like those people, but he no longer had the chance.
Kan Qi's father always sounds lost.
She looked up and said, "Dad Kan Qi, let's go to school together."
"Um?"
"Auntie Huanhuan said she would take me to school." Xiao Fusheng said, "Let's go together."
Kan Qi laughed: "Dad is an adult."
"Sir, can't we go to school?" Xiao Fusheng frowned. "You never stop learning until you are old."
"Yes." Kan Qi leaned over and picked her up, saying softly, "But Dad, there is something more important."
To raise the cub.
At least she shouldn't always feel that her family is poor and can't support her.
"But Fusheng can." Kan Qi curved his lips, "From now on, Fusheng can do whatever he wants."
Xiao Fusheng tilted his head, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
Kan Qi stroked her back gently: "I will try my best to not let you have any regrets."
Just treat yourself as a child and live your life again.
【Ah, it's been a long time since I last saw such a gentle Kan Qi. I'm really moved. 】
[The way he looks at the baby is so doting, it's hard to dislike him.]
Xiao Fusheng also kept looking into his father's eyes: "Dad Kan Qi."
The latter waited patiently for her to finish speaking.
Xiao Fusheng put his arms around his neck and said in a muffled voice, "This is daddy."
Kan Qi was slightly stunned.
"I remember Dad." Xiao Fusheng hooked his hands, "He was gentle and strong. I can recognize him, but Dad is sick now. He is different from that time."
She pursed her lips and her eyes were red.
When she first saw her father at the police station, she almost thought she had recognized the wrong person. She was also afraid that her father would never come back and she would always be a stranger to him.
She sniffed and asked, "Dad, are you feeling better?"
Only then did Kan Qi understand what she was saying.
Five years ago, Zaizai had a bright future ahead of him and the courage to keep moving forward. He could keep talking even to fictional characters, and anything could become his hope.
Five years later, I became passive and evasive, and became a coward, wanting to push away anyone who extended a hand.
"Thanks to you." Kan Qi chuckled, "Dad is fine now."
[Favorability: 70. 】
Kan Qi raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and a happy laugh filled his chest.
Xiao Fusheng wiped his eyes and promised, "From now on, I will not let Dad get sick!"
What's wrong with him? Did Kan Qi retire from the entertainment industry due to illness?
[It sounds like they've met before? But wasn't Xiao Fusheng only three years old two years ago? What would he know?]
[The gentle and strong Kan Qi was exactly why I liked him in the first place. I watched him climb up from the bottom step by step, but now...]
What's the difference between him now and at the bottom?
As everyone was walking towards the playground, they suddenly heard someone exclaim, "Senior Kan Qi?"
Everyone stopped.
The head teacher who led the class was also a little surprised: "Yiruo, don't you have classes this period?"
The female teacher named Yiruo shook her head, her eyes following Kan Qi, her expression faintly bright: "Senior, long time no see."
The latter nodded calmly, his expression expressionless: "Yeah."
Seeing that the other party had no ill intentions and that he was here to learn about the guests' lives, Xu Mai continued, "Do you know each other?"
Before Yi Ruo could speak, Kan Qi interrupted her for the first time and said, "I'm not familiar with her."
"I'm not very familiar with you." Yiruo's eyes darkened, but soon brightened again, "So you guys are here to record the show together, so it's a good opportunity for me to take you there."
The head teacher tugged at her skirt and lowered his voice: "Are you going too?"
"Yes, the school arranged it." Yi Ruo hesitated for a moment, "But they didn't mention that Senior Kan Qi was also there, so don't worry."
It is impossible to be at ease. Kan Qi was expelled from school because of this female teacher.
I didn't expect to meet you again after so many years.
The head teacher subconsciously turned around, but did not notice any other reaction from Kan Qi. He had been led astray just now, but he had no intention of explaining at this moment. After so many years, he was still so sullen.
That’s good, as long as the wound doesn’t get reopened again.
[The way this female teacher looks at Kan Qi doesn't look unfamiliar at all.]
[She's pretty good-looking, so she's not having an affair, is she? After all, didn't Kan Qi get it through the backdoor?]
【Can some people control their keyboards? 】
But no matter what everyone speculated, Kan Qi's attention was only on his own son, as if he was really not familiar with Yi Ruo. The latter was busy with surprises and could only do her job well first.
Tian Zijin debuted as a singer and later developed into a versatile artist in film, television and music.
This time a stage was set up on the playground. As soon as you walked in, you could hear cheers from it. It turned out that the students sitting on the stage were cheering, and then music came from the speakers.
Little Fusheng, who was lying on his father's neck, suddenly stood up his ears and turned his head away in confusion.
Such familiar music.
She has been in this world for a short time, and has not heard many songs, let alone familiar songs.
Where have I heard this before? It must not have been implanted by a program. An implanted program is impossible to forget.
"Wow!" Tian Zijin covered his chest, "I didn't expect there would be this part!"
Yi Ruo stepped forward and asked, "Senior Tian, is this music familiar to you?"
"Of course I'm familiar with it." Tian Zijin was very moved. "It was the title song of my first album after my debut. It was thanks to this song that I was able to climb out of my low period."
【Wow, this brings back memories.】
[No cover can replace Oda's original version, which brought me to tears.]
[In the beginning, Xiaotian had no background or resources. He traveled the streets alone with his guitar to give roadshows, forging a path for himself that led to who he is today.]
Yiruo nodded and told him about today's surprise: "Later, this song was included in the school choir's required song list. Today, the choir students also want to sing it in front of you."
"Really?" Tian Zijin covered his face, "Let me calm down first."
It was at this time that the students on the stage slowly spoke.
"At four o'clock in the morning, the sky is dim, like a lamp, like a moon, like fog, like a lost path,
The lonely shadows on the street are like people, like souls, like illusions, like my heart.
Dark and arrogant at the starting point,
Mad at the first light of dawn,
Yet, in the misty light, their fighting spirit is high."
For a moment, everyone in the playground fell silent, appreciating this hard-earned audio-visual experience, and feeling a different kind of emotion from the song.
Only Xiao Fusheng's eyes showed increasingly obvious confusion.
"Dad Kan Qi, what are they doing?"
Xu Mai explained: "This is Uncle Tian Zijin's song, and the brothers and sisters are performing it for him."
Uncle's song?
Xiao Fusheng was a little unfamiliar with the music, but after hearing the lyrics, she felt very familiar with it.
She often heard this song at her other father's house, a version without any music.
At first, it wasn't the word "harmony", because her father also asked her whether the lyrics were well written, and her singing course was also arranged by her father.
The last word was added by her.
Why is it this uncle’s song?
Could this uncle be the father?
But Xiao Fusheng denied this idea as soon as it came out. Although she had only heard the voice, she had her own judgment, just like when she chose to follow Kan Qi's father whose voice was wrong.
She didn't feel any familiarity with Uncle Tian, let alone recognition of him.
If Uncle Tian was her father, he would know that she could do everything and that she and he created this song together.
That father often told her: "Baby, when your dad becomes famous and holds a concert for 10,000 people, I will project you onto the screen and tell everyone, 'This is my baby.'"
In the past, little Fusheng didn’t understand why he had to cast the screen, but he knew that this was a promise his father made to him.
She kept waiting, until finally her father disappeared.
I don't know whether his concert was held or not.
The singing on the stage slowly stopped at this moment, and sparse applause was heard in the playground.
Tian Zijin couldn't contain his excitement and stepped forward: "Thank you! It's like I've been transported back to when I was young and naive."
[I won't tell you who was moved, but I was so moved by Xiaotian's constant companionship that I cried my heart out.]
[This song accompanied me through many dark moments, and that's why I've always loved Xiaotian.]
At this time, in a river-view duplex in Haicheng, a man was sitting on the sofa watching a live TV broadcast. After seeing the scene in the video, he couldn't help but gasp: "Tian Zijin is really famous."
The girl next to him agreed, "That song is indeed well-written, and he was willing to work hard and tour the song step by step. He's really willing to take risks."
"What a coincidence." The man glanced upstairs and lowered his voice, "That's when I found Luo Yao."
The assistant was surprised: "Brother Luo?"
"Yes, he was performing in an underground bar and even got into a fight," the agent said. "I paid for his medical expenses. Tian Zijin was already a bit famous at the time, but he still dared to attack him."
"Brother Luo dares to hit Tian Zijin?"
The agent snorted twice. "Surprised? They both started from the same point, but Tian Zijin was luckier and also wrote a hit song. Luckily, your brother Luo met a mentor like me."
"You were attracted by Brother Luo's face at first, right?" the assistant pointed out without mercy. "But Brother Luo is indeed good-looking, but a little too fierce."
The agent grinned.
This is still fierce. Before his debut, Luo Yao had encountered all kinds of things in bars. He was young and often got drunk and fought with people. After his debut, he restrained himself a lot to take his image as a public figure into consideration.
"Brother Luo is also very talented." The assistant whispered, "Otherwise he wouldn't be so popular."
Both of them fell silent.
He is very popular, but as a singer-songwriter, he is on the decline at such a young age with only a few songs released. He is definitely doomed in the future.
But a year passed, and Luo Yao never wrote another good song.
At this moment, a lazy voice came from upstairs: "What are you talking about?"
The man's eyes were narrow and slightly red, perhaps due to the alcohol, and he had an unruly yet decadent handsomeness.
The young assistant hurried to turn off the TV. What would happen if Brother Luo knew that they were watching Tian Zijin!
Luo Yao had no interest in what they were watching, but when the TV flashed by, he seemed to see a pair of familiar eyes: "Who is that?"
The agent shook his head: "No one?"
Luo Yao narrowed his eyes slightly, took a few steps forward and snatched the remote control from the assistant.
He was tall and strong, and he had been drinking. Normally, the assistant would not dare to confront him at this time, and he was snatched away before he could hold back.
"What are you looking at? What's so good about it?" The agent stood up and blocked the way, but Luo Yao had already turned on the TV.
On TV, Tian Zijin was smiling and reminiscing with his students, listening to them talk about the pressure of high school life and helping them relieve it.
"I said it was nothing..."
"Heh." Luo Yao clenched the remote control. Before the agent could finish his words, he threw it out, smashing a hole in the TV. The TV screen suddenly became a mess. "The theft is real."
"Don't be angry." His agent reassured him, "He probably won't be pursuing a career in the music industry for the time being."
Luo Yao looked at him gloomily: "You don't believe me either?"
"I believe it! Of course I do!" the agent assured. "Since we can't get any proof, we'll just write another song and surpass him!"
Luo Yao's eyes were filled with bloodshot, and he finally pulled his lip and walked towards the wine cabinet.
"You're still drinking!" the agent was furious. "Do you think you'll ever be sober again? Look how long it's been since you last participated in a commercial performance!"
Luo Yao kept opening the wine. He woodenly poured the spicy alcohol into his mouth, covering his eyes and saying, "It's boring."
After he took the wine upstairs again, the assistant dared to speak tremblingly: "Brother, is it really okay for Brother Luo to drink like this?"
She had never seen Luo Yao sober for a single day.
The manager was also at his wit's end: "What's going on every day? He insists that Tian Zijin plagiarized him, but he hasn't written any new songs in over a year. How can this continue?"
The young assistant's heart trembled.
Tian Zijin plagiarized Luo Ge?!
The live broadcast on the smashed TV continued, and a child's puzzled voice came out: "Is this, uncle's song?"
They both turned around at the same time.
Xiao Fusheng went over it in her mind many times to make sure she had no impression of this uncle, but she knew that the entertainment industry must have hired people to write songs.
She wanted to know where her other father was, so she took the initiative to ask.
Tian Zijin had been overwhelmed by the ever-increasing luck value on the system, and he felt proud when he saw the child coming to him on his own initiative.
"Yes." He waved at the child and asked gently, "Does it sound good?"
“It sounds nice.”
Tian Zijin was even more proud, but before he could suppress his smile, he heard the child ask, "Uncle, who wrote this for you?"
"?"
[Did Zizi do it on purpose? Or was it a hint from Kan Qi?]
【As everyone knows, our Xiaotian debuted as a singer-songwriter. 】
Tian Zijin remained calm. He was not an ordinary person and would not leave any traces when doing things.
When he bound himself to the system and knew that he had the aura of a protagonist, he urgently wanted a chance to stand out, but the songs written by those studios in the company were very mediocre. Later, the system mentioned those who could provide him with luck.
One of them is Luo Yao.
Originally, it was necessary to come into contact with Luo Yao and absorb the other party's luck, but Tian Zijin could not wait any longer, so he asked the system to bring the song that made Luo Yao famous.
No one can detect what the system does, not even Luo Yao himself has any evidence.
Later, Luo Yao beat him up in an underground bar, but he didn't fight back, which earned him more fans.
Even though Luo Yao later wrote songs and made his debut, he still had a lot of black fans because of what happened back then. This made it easier for him to absorb the bad luck. As expected, Luo Yao can no longer write songs now.
"Of course it was written by my uncle himself," said Tian Zijin.
Xiao Fusheng pursed her lips. She really disliked this uncle, and she didn't want him to be her father even more.
Xu Mai took this opportunity to introduce Tian Zijin in the live broadcast room: "Uncle Tian Zijin composes all his songs himself, and he is an excellent singer-songwriter."
Xiao Fusheng repeated: "Write the lyrics yourself?"
"Yes." Tian Zijin wanted to touch her head, but the child dodged him. He withdrew his hand and said, "Xiao Fusheng, do you like it? Uncle can sing other songs for you."
Xiao Fusheng shook his head: "Thank you, but no thanks."
As she said that, she sat down, took out the small notebook prepared by her father from her bag, and wrote two sentences on it.
The camera moves in close at the right time.
Xu Mai said in surprise, "It seems that Xiao Fusheng really likes uncle's songs. He can remember every word of the lyrics."
Although Tian Zijin didn't say anything, his expression betrayed his pride.
"Uncle, do you remember these two lines of lyrics?" Xiao Fusheng asked instead of answering.
"Of course I remember," Tian Zijin answered patiently. "This is the most meaningful part of the song, and many fans like it."
"Then uncle, how did you write it?"
Tian Zijin thought carefully for a long time and sighed softly: "When I was a street singer, I always hoped that I could get a good opportunity to sing the songs I like and do the things I like. So in the early morning, an idea flashed in my mind and I wrote this song."
Many people were moved by these words. After all, that was everyone's hope. They hoped that they could get a good opportunity like Tian Zijin.
Tian Zijin, enjoying his good fortune, raised his chin slightly, but the child frowned in his peripheral vision.
Although he didn't know why, he always had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, the next second the child looked at him disappointedly: "You lied."
“???”
【!!! ！ ！】
[Kan Qi, can you please take care of your own child and stop talking nonsense!]
Xu Mai also subconsciously looked at Kan Qi, but the latter had no intention of obstructing him. Instead, he sat down next to Zaizai.
He believed in Zizi unconditionally, and he knew better than anyone that Zizi would not say anything without reason.
"Little friend." Tian Zijin was almost losing his patience. "You can't say that."
"This isn't what you wrote."
Tian Zijin laughed angrily: "Who wrote that?"
Amidst everyone's shocked and disapproving gazes, Xiao Fusheng said firmly, "I."
"You?" Tian Zijin heard a huge joke. "This song was released four years ago. You can't even walk straight, how can you write it? Who is lying now?"
Although the words are a bit sharp, they are indeed very true.
"able."
This time it was not Xiao Fusheng who answered, but Kan Qi.
"Kan Qi..." Xu Mai was worried about a live broadcast accident, "This is not a joke."
"Didn't I tell you?" Kan Qi had silently enclosed the baby in his safe area. He gently put his arm around her shoulders and raised his eyes calmly, "She will understand."
"Understanding doesn't mean being good at it." Tian Zijin's face darkened. "Then how did you write it? Did you write it in the womb?"
"I didn't write it." Xiao Fusheng said, "But I wrote these two sentences."
Two sentences?
What nonsense are you talking about?
I feel a little sorry for Tian Zijin, having his work copied by a child.
Tian Zijin didn't let her go this time: "What about the others?"
This time Xiao Fusheng was silent because she didn't know the father's name.
"He said he would write my name on this song," Xiao Fusheng said softly, "and cast me on the screen at the concert."
Xu Mai looked at Kan Qi: "Are you tired, Xiao Fusheng?"
Started talking nonsense.
【It turns out they wanted a lens. 】
[Just recognize our Xiaotian as your father. ]
"You want to go to my concert?" Tian Zijin also misunderstood. "Just tell me earlier. Uncle will definitely give you a good seat. But don't say you wrote the song anymore. This is Uncle's song. If you say that, your father will have to pay you for it."
Lose money?
Xiao Fusheng immediately clenched her schoolbag. She didn't have much money and she had to support her father.
"Kan Qi's father." She turned her head, a little aggrieved, "I didn't, I lied."
Kan Qi's dark eyes were very calm: "I know."
He is now more concerned about something else than who wrote the song.
The system prompted at the time that Zizi would make a choice based on the degree of favorability. After a few days, the voice did not appear again and he did not take it seriously.
But now after hearing what Zizi said, he became more certain of one thing.
There are other people, and the status of those people in Zizi's heart is the same as his.
"Tell me slowly." Kan Qi suppressed the ups and downs in his heart and even chuckled gently, "What impression do you have of that person?"
Any impression?
Xiao Fusheng thought seriously: "Noisy, no money."
He always talks to himself in a very noisy environment and always says he has no money.
"Drink." She hummed as she spoke.
That father loved to sing to himself after drinking, and he sang a lot.
I didn't expect that Xiao Fusheng could actually hum the melody. The expressions of the people around him gradually changed from ridiculous to somewhat complicated.
This melody sounds familiar.
[Sounds familiar, whose song is this? ]
[I know, I know! Luo Yao! This is a song Luo Yao released when he first debuted! Back then, Luo Yao and Tian Zijin even competed against each other on the charts.]
[It turns out Xiao Fusheng is actually an undercover agent sent by Luo Yao! Luo Yao hasn't written a new song in ages. He must be running out of ideas. How could he possibly write a song like Xiaotian's?]
[Is it true that Xiao Fusheng is not only related to Kan Qi, but also to Luo Yao? ]
[Why are all these celebrities who have fallen on hard times in the past two years? What's wrong with Xiao Fusheng?]
Xu Mai knew a lot of people, so he quickly realized, "Is it Luo Yao?"
Xiao Fusheng was bewildered: "Hmm?"
Kan Qi placed his fingertips on Zaizai's shoulder and tapped lightly. Those courses that he had not set up must have been set up by others.
Your name is Luo Yao?
On the other side, Luo Yao's agent and assistant were completely stunned. They had to watch what Xiao Fusheng said on the broken TV.
"Shit, maybe Haruko really didn't lie to me."
After realizing what was happening, he rushed upstairs and kicked open Luo Yao's door.
At this time, Luo Yao's room was littered with scattered white papers, all covered in a mess with no idea what was being written on them. He was lying among the white papers, already drunk and unconscious.
After yelling for a long time and being scolded, the agent slapped him and said, "Don't fucking sleep with Haruko, you're going to be strong!"
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