Back to 1997 as an idol

The man in the dark blue suit slowly turned around.

A rebellious yet handsome face appeared in front of Le Xi.

This face is extremely delicate.

Each of the facial features is like a sculpture. One more feature would not be delicate enough, and one less feature would not be grand enough. What is even more rare is that they can be blended together just right. None of them overshadows the other, but rather complement each other.

However, such a good-looking face was looking at Le Xi coldly at this moment.

To be precise, he was looking up at her with his head held high.

Le Xi felt the arrogance of this man.

I also felt the coldness in his eyes.

But she was a little confused. She had no impression of the person in front of her. He was definitely not a star. Then who was this person? Was he also a newcomer to the competition? Could a newcomer be so arrogant?

At this time, the security guard who led Le Xi to the waiting area came over and bowed, "Boss Bai, I'm sorry, I didn't bump into you. I'm really sorry."

Mr. Bai?

Could this person be a member of the Rolling Stones’ management?

Thinking of this, Le Xi realized that she was in trouble.

Oh my god, this person who appears here at this moment must be the judge of today’s singing competition!

I bumped into him and my first impression was ruined.

I don't know if it's too late to apologize now...

Le Xi quickly imitated the security guard and bowed and apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I'm really sorry for bumping into you."

Le Xi clasped her hands in front of herself and bowed repeatedly to apologize, but she didn't hear the other party get angry or say anything else.

She quietly raised her head to see what was going on, but found that Mr. Bai had disappeared without a trace.

Le Xi finally straightened up, stroked her chest with one hand, and let out a long breath.

"You are such an unlucky girl. How come you bumped into him?" The security guard said worriedly at the side.

Le Xi's heart trembled, and she asked casually, "Why?"

The security guard laughed at her ignorance and said, "Do you know who he is? He is Bai Zicheng, the son of Bai Yixiong, the largest shareholder of Asia Rolling Stone."

Damn it.

Le Xi felt that her mood today could be completely summed up by the two words "Fuck".

The largest shareholder of Asian Rolling Stone, how rich must he be???

"The big boss." Le Xi couldn't help but sigh.

"So, children from rich families tend to have strange tempers." The security guard finally talked about the taboo. He said it quietly, looked around to make sure there was no one else around before he regained his composure.

The term "rich second generation" was not popular at that time, and Bai Zicheng was a rich second generation.

He's just a rich second-generation with a weird temper.

He's just a good-looking rich second-generation with a weird temper.

But he is the judge of this competition!!!

Le Xi really had no place to cry.

She drooped her head and looked pale.

The security guard felt sorry for her when he saw her like this. "Hey girl, don't be too discouraged. I heard there are six judges today. I see you are so pretty and have a nice voice. You must be a good singer too. You have such good qualities, you will definitely be chosen!"

The security guard's words are like the voice of an angel.

Le Xi resurrected with full health on the spot.

She held the security guard's hands with both hands and said gratefully, "Thank you so much! If I become famous in the future, I will never forget you."

The security guard scratched his head and smiled silly, "You are the sixth person who has said this to me."

Le Xi asked, "So are those people who said this to you before famous?"

The security guard thought for a moment and said, "Only one person became famous."

"Who is it?" Le Xi asked.

“It’s the new king of pop, Wu Hyun-chen,” the security guard laughed.