Almighty Star System

Zhao Gang has lost his temper, what the hell is this poem called shallow?I won't take you to slap me in the face like this!

Ma Ma!

I want to go home!

Zhao Gang almost cried out...

When he came up, he was very high-spirited and wanted to slap Yan Ke in the face.

So he wrote a farewell poem in ancient style, but after Yan Ke was forced to come up by him, he mercilessly made a poem in ancient style to fight back.

Then, dissatisfied, he wrote another love poem.

As a result, Yan Ke also came up with a love poem, whose realm was so much higher than him!
Now, he racked his brains to write a poem about homesickness, but Yan Ke wrote "Nostalgia", which once again tortured him until he was completely bruised.

Faceless!

Without saying a word, Zhao Gang walked towards the corner.

You are not fools, Zhao Gang has completely lost to Yan Ke in terms of poetry attainments!
"My God, this poem is so deep! Was it really written by a migrant worker?"

"I don't think there is a problem. It is precisely because migrant workers travel around all the year round, and some can't even go home during the Chinese New Year, so they feel more homesick! Unlike Zhao Gang, who has lived in a wealthy family since he was a child, Where do you know how to write homesickness?"

"Yeah, poetry is something that must be filled with emotion, so that it will be moving when you read it!"

"It's over, what should I do if I start to like this migrant worker?"

"I'm a little bit..."

……

"This kid always surprises people!"

Qian Huashan began to stroke his beard again, smiling happily.

"Yeah, first he played the piano, then he played chess, and then he wrote poetry. What else can he do?" Li Ke also sighed.

"Hey, you probably forgot about a poem that went viral on the Internet a while ago?" Zhao Mingshan suddenly laughed.

"What poem?" Qian Huashan asked.

"I remembered, it seemed to be called "Confessions of a Migrant Worker", and it was really popular at the time!" Li Ke said.

"Hey, let me tell you, this poem was written by Xiao Yan!" Zhao Mingshan said.

"What? He wrote this poem?"

Qian Huashan was shocked. He also heard this poem some time ago, and even read it specially. He was impressed by the indomitable spirit in it, and also admired this migrant worker!
Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, the author of this poem turned out to be Yan Ke in front of me!
"What! The confession of "Migrant Workers" was written by him?"

When Qian Huashan said it, everyone was amazed.

After all, "Confessions of a Migrant Worker" was so popular some time ago that even domestic writers were alarmed.

"No wonder, a person who can write a poem like "Confessions of a Migrant Worker" can lose to Zhao Gang!"

"Yeah, it's also my fault that Zhao Gang didn't read the Huangli calendar when he went out, thinking that Yan Ke was a soft persimmon, but he kicked the steel plate..."

"Hey, this is a good show. Among the four princes of Nanqing, three of them wanted to slap Yan Ke in the face, but in the end they all pretended to be coercive and were raped. There is the last one left. Do you think he will stand up? Woolen cloth?"

"It's hard to say. Zhang Song is the calmest and most cunning of the four. He is known as a wise man. If he is not absolutely sure, he will not stand up."

"Yeah, this Song Ping is very low-key in the past, so he probably won't show up this time?"

At the same time, Zhao Gang had already returned to his original position, his face full of frustration.

In what he is best at, he was still completely abused by Yan Ke. He no longer has the courage.

"It's over, we're completely humiliated!" Song Qi slumped on the sofa, without any fighting spirit.

Wang Long: "Don't we still have Zhang Song!"

Thinking of Zhang Song, Song Qi's eyes suddenly brightened: "By the way, Zhang Song, haven't you participated in the Huaxia Singing Contest? You even won the ranking!"

Zhang Song's face was serious, Yan Ke was too invincible today, the other three went up, trying to hit Yan Ke in the face with their best talents, but they were all swollen from the beating, should he go up?
What if Yan Ke is also good at singing, which he is best at?Didn't you get slapped in the face?If this continues, you won't have to mess around in Nanqing in the future!
"Yeah, Zhang Song, you are the only one left! You must help us get back!" Zhao Gang also gained a little confidence, as long as one of the four of them can defeat Yan Ke, they will win!
Zhang Song: "I..."

As soon as Song Qi rolled his eyes, he immediately knew what Zhang Song was worried about.

So Song Qi quickly took out his mobile phone, and then searched for the video of Yan Ke singing "It's Dawn" live.

"Look, Lao Zhang, although this guy can write songs, he can't sing! I heard that some people can't sleep in the middle of the night after listening to his singing! You just need to go up and sing your voice, and this guy will definitely leave!"

"Haha, that idiot's voice really sucks! With such a voice, it's a bit scary to sing! Old Zhang, don't think about it, go up and fuck him!"

"That's right, it's up to you! If you don't go up again, today will almost become his home game!"

Zhang Song watched the video carefully, Yan Ke's voice was really bad, it was more than a star and a half behind him!
And the voice is something that is born, not something that can be learned the day after tomorrow!

He didn't believe that Yan Ke could change his voice at will!
"Damn it! Just go up! You guys watch it for me, and watch how I slap my face!" Zhang Song stood up suddenly.

Song Qi: "Haha, great job! Cut him off!"

"Wow, look, Zhang Song is about to go out!"

"What? Zhang Song is going to play? He has a singer-like voice. I heard that the last time he participated in the talent show, he won No.3 in one fell swoop! If he didn't want to inherit the Zhang family's business, he would have entered the music scene by now!"

"Yeah, I've heard him sing before, he's absolutely top-notch! If he gets involved, he'll be able to take care of Yan Ke in one fell swoop!"

"Damn, this is my male god! Zhang Song, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

……

Yan Ke frowned, it seemed that the fourth son of Nanqing was about to start a wheel war.

But he is not afraid, because he has the Almighty Star System!

Zhao Mingshan: "This is a big game. If you defeat him, you will offend all the four masters of Nanqing! This also includes the four major financial groups behind them!"

Yan Ke said indifferently: "Zhao Bureau, you also saw that it was not me who troubled them, but they came to the door themselves."

Qian Huashan said indifferently: "You can't just make compromises just because you are afraid?"

This is the arrogance of a literati, rather than give up!
Li Ke didn't say much. After all, he is still the mayor of Nanqing, and he has to rely on the four major financial groups for many things.

At this time, Zhang Song had come to the center of the hall.

"Tsk tsk, great talent Zhang Song, you are going to sing a song for Zhao Ju."

Gong Hua laughed.

Zhang Song: "Of course, Director Zhao has devoted himself to Nanqing for so many years. As a member of Nanqing, I will sing a song to cheer up the fun!"

Gong Hua: "Mr. Zhang is famous for his good voice. I wonder what song you want to sing for Zhao Ju?"

Zhang Song: "Hey, you'll find out in a while!"

Gong Hua: "Since that's the case, then we are all ears!"

After all, Gong Hua left, leaving only Zhang Song in the middle of the hall.

"Zhao Ju is leaving, I have nothing to express, I will sing "Good Luck" to Zhao Ju, I hope you will rise up every step of the way!" Zhang Song bowed slightly, then raised the microphone and started singing.

Hanging lanterns high, good luck often comes;
Noble people help, idlers avoid;

……

……

Listening to Zhang Song's singing, everyone was mesmerized.

The main reason is that Zhang Song's singing voice is so beautiful, that magnetic voice seems to want to seduce people's souls.

Looking at those nympho girls, the three souls have already lost two souls, and there is still one soul on the way.

When Zhang Song sang, no one made a sound, as if they were afraid of breaking the artistic conception.

After Zhang Song finished singing, everyone woke up like a dream and started clapping desperately.

Compared with Song Qi's piano, Wang Long's chess, and Zhao Gang's poems, Zhang Song's singing voice is more unique and more touching. You can tell from Zhao Mingshan's bright smile that he likes Zhang Song very much. The first "good luck".

"Good song! Good song! If Zhang Song goes to the singing audition now, he will definitely win No.1!"

"Yeah, it seems that his singing skills have improved in the past two years."

"Now Zhang Song is invincible! Even if there is a singer, he has the strength to fight!"

"Yeah, he finally kept the honor of the Fourth Young Master of Nanqing."

Things have come to this point, no one believes that Yan Ke can still create a miracle, defeating Zhang Song in singing.

If Zhang Song retreats gorgeously at this time, then he will be praised again after he has won the honor.

But how could he leave, he was the kind of competitive person in his bones.

Now that Yan Ke has defeated Song Qi, Wang Long, and Zhao Gang successively, as one of the four princes of the Southern Qing Dynasty, he must regain dignity for others!

He must defeat Yan Ke!

So he turned his attention to Yan Ke.

Looking into Zhang Song's eyes, Yan Ke didn't panic.

"Hey, sure enough, they still won't let Yan Ke go."

"No way, Yan Ke offended them badly this time."

"I can't swallow this breath!"

Zhao Mingshan said loudly: "Haha, I like Xiao Zhang's "Good Luck" very much, and I hope that I will bring good luck along the way! In this way, everyone will have a good time, why not start the dinner party!"

Zhang Song knew that Zhao Mingshan was using Yan Ke as a shield, but how could he let Yan Ke go so easily.

"Zhao Ju, how can we have fun? It's only interesting if you have a fierce confrontation! Why don't you ask Brother Yan to come on stage and sing a duet with me, everyone agree?" Zhang Song said.

"it is good!"

The people below didn't think it was a big deal, and kept booing.

"Hey, Mr. Yan, what do you think? Do you want me to sing for you? I have all kinds of music here!" Zhang Song laughed.

Because he had heard Yan Ke's singing before, he dared to laugh so presumptuously.

There were also people present who had heard Yan Ke's song "Dawn" and were not very optimistic about Yan Ke's voice.

"Hey, Yan Ke fell into the pit this time."

"Yeah, his voice is not good, Zhang Song is singing to him, that's mocking him naked!"

"This time it's an absolute strength blow."

……

"Grandma, it's finally a win, otherwise we won't be able to hold our heads up in front of a migrant worker in the future!" Song Qi clenched his fists and said.

Zhao Gang also breathed a sigh of relief. After watching the video just now, he thought that Yan Ke had no chance of winning.

"Xiao Yan, don't go." Zhao Mingshan persuaded.

Qian Huashan also said: "Young man, those who are content are always happy."

Yan Ke smiled wryly, "Old Qian, do you think I still have room to retreat?"

Qian Huashan shook his head, yes, Zhang Song pressed on every step of the way, if Yan Ke retreated, all the honors he had won before would be wiped away.

So Yan Ke stepped forward without changing his expression.

"It's fine to sing along." Yan Ke said.

Zhang Song laughed and said, "What? Did you ask me to sing for you?"

"Haha."

Zhang Song's words elicited bursts of laughter.

Yan Ke shook his head: "No, I'm afraid your accompaniment can't keep up with my rhythm!"