You have Bai Yueguang, why are you in such a hurry when I choose a male model?

"I understand. I'll be there soon." Father Song responded as he walked out.

After making the call, Song Buci found a place to sit down and ignored what the group of people were talking about.

Just open a card game and start playing.

Some people were even provoking Song Buci: "Don't you want to prove it to us? Where's the evidence?"

"You're not trying to trick us, are you?"

"Exactly. Where's the evidence?"

"Bring me the evidence!"

Teacher Li looked at the members he recruited and felt countless regrets in his heart.

She really feels sorry for the Free Band by recruiting these people.

After this competition, she will have to change the free band again.

Free can't afford this group of blind people without self-thinking.

It only took half an hour to get from the rose garden to the studio, but during this half hour, Song Buci suffered from the constant rolling of eyes and provocations from this group of people.

Song Buci ignored them one by one, looked at the failed screen on the mobile phone page, and clicked on a new game in a good mood.

"Since you can't produce evidence, are you going to kowtow to us in return?" the younger brother asked. He just couldn't stand Song Buci. Why did this woman take Shi Yue's place?

It would be best if Song Buci could consciously withdraw from free, so that they don’t have to do it themselves.

Don't become so notorious that you can't even continue working in the piano field.

"I'll kneel down in front of you?" Song Buci pointed at himself and laughed out of anger for a moment.

She knelt, which was simply the opposite of Tian Gang.

"You can't produce any evidence, so why don't you kneel before us!" The younger brother continued to pressure.

"Let the bullets fly for a while." Song Buci put away his phone and said with a smile.

She slumped back in her chair, her hands folded over her stomach, her legs crossed.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Song Buci asked with a smile.

"The witnesses and physical evidence are on the way." Song Buci said, and the cell phone beside him suddenly rang.

When she picked it up, she saw it was her cheap dad calling.

After pressing the answer button, the other party began to ask which floor Song Buci was on.

Song Buci told him the floor and hung up the phone.

"The witnesses and physical evidence are here." Song Buci said as he stood up and walked towards the door.

Song's father stood in the elevator with his hands in his pockets. His long-term high position gave him an aura that others were afraid of.

The people around him huddled in the corner, not daring to approach Song's father.

When they reached the designated floor, Father Song raised his wrist to check the time.

The timing was just right, arriving on time in 30 minutes.

Song's father walked towards the studio in his leather shoes, while Song Buci was waiting at the door.

After seeing Song's father from afar, Song Buci waved to him excitedly.

"Dad, you're here." Song Buci called out to him after waving his hand.

Hearing Song Buci's voice, everyone stood up and went to the door.

They wanted to see who this person was.

A group of people were crowded at the door, and when they saw the person coming, they all opened their mouths in surprise.

An expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

It turned out to be Feihong’s former chairman - Song Chenyu.

Song Chenyu is Ms. Ye Haitang's husband. If he comes, doesn't that mean that Song Buci's mother is really Ye Haitang?

This realization made everyone unable to believe it.

Shi Yue's face turned livid, but she still stubbornly distorted the facts: "Perhaps Miss Song is an adopted child of the Song family?"

"That child died in a car accident."

Song Chenyu happened to hear Shi Yue's words, and he said in a deep voice: "How come I didn't know that my own daughter was adopted?"

"Who told you?"

Although they were just two simple questions, they made everyone present straighten their backs involuntarily.

They were afraid that the big boss would see them and punish them.

Now that his backers were here, Song Buci was unlikely to let go of the opportunity to complain: "Not only are they suspicious, they also want me to kneel down and apologize to them."

"There's a termite in my mother's band." This one sentence made everyone sweat profusely.

Isn't Song Buci's words saying that they are parasites?

Is this a plan to replace them?

"You don't know how nasty things these people said before you came." Song Buci continued to complain.

Anyway, I have Song Chenyu's support, so there is nothing for me to be afraid of.

Song Buci finished speaking, and with those beautiful eyes, he looked at the man in front of him who was over fifty years old and had white hair on his head, and asked with grievance in his voice: "Am I really not your biological daughter?"

"Why are they all laughing at me after hearing that my mother is Ye Haitang?"

"Think I'm lying."

"Dad, I am the child you had with your mistress after you cheated on me, right?"

The questions asked by Song Buci made Song Chenyu's face more and more ugly.

Song Buci was the child born when he and Ye Haitang were at their sweetest, and could be said to be the fruit of their love.

Now it has been distorted like this by this group of people.

"Who told you these words?" Song Chenyu asked with a dark face.

Song Buci raised his hand and pointed at the group of people, saying aggrievedly, "Them."

"They were honking non-stop on your way here."

"Okay, I got it." The man who once dominated the entire shopping mall became angry at this moment, making everyone frightened.

Shi Yue hid in the crowd in fear, trying to reduce her presence in this way.

But how could Song Buci let her go? Everything was caused by her.

Song Buci is not an aggressive person, but Shi Yue's behavior is quite disgusting.

From time to time, he instigates some people and uses them as weapons.

She can handle it once, but she gets impatient if it happens too many times.

It’s better to solve it once and for all to save trouble.

"Dad, that girl said that." Song Buci pointed his finger at Shi Yue in the crowd without hesitation. "She is jealous of my talent, jealous that I can participate in international music competitions, and jealous that I can sit in the position of the main pianist."

"That's why she lets these people talk about me."

"Yeah." Song Chenyu responded, his eyes fell on Shi Yue. Just one glance, and Shi Yue felt a chill on his back, thinking that he was going to die.

"Teacher Li, I'm handing the orchestra founded by my late wife over to you so that you can lead it to a more glorious and grand stage, not so that you can lead it downhill."

"Feihong doesn't allocate millions of dollars every month for you to eat, drink and have fun instead of practicing and scheming against each other."

"My wife used to sit in the piano chair, but now it's only my daughter who sits there."

Song Chenyu glanced at everyone, and finally his gaze fell on Shi Yue, "If there is anyone here who is dissatisfied, then Free will not welcome such a person."

"Remember, the piano player's position is for my daughter to sit on. If she doesn't sit on it, it will be left empty."

The last sentence made Shi Yue even more heartbroken.

What if Song Buci is not in Free? This position can only belong to Song Buci.