We made up at the beginning, and I continued my relationship with my secret crush

[Stunning? Hahahaha, I swear this is the funniest joke I've ever heard.]

[I'm dying of laughter. Just look at the quality of the previous one and you'll know what good it can be. It's just the work of a bunch of amateurs at best.]

[Alas, young people nowadays really don’t know how high the heavens are and how deep the earth is.]

A bunch of fans who consider themselves drama fans can't stand fans bragging about how well these hosts sing.

In their opinion, these people are not even one percent as good as their own characters.

at the same time.

Ji Qimin, who was mentioned by everyone, was actually in the live broadcast room at this moment.

After he shared the video of Moyu last time, many of his friends thought this kid was interesting.

Everyone was also curious about which school the child followed, and the most popular guess was Cheng School.

However, Mr. Ji Qimin himself belongs to the Mei school, and his friends in the social circle do not have much communication with the Cheng school.

I thought this matter would gradually fade away, but I didn't expect that someone spread the word that such a talented disciple of the Cheng School did not study hard but went to Douyin to live broadcast, disturbing the cleanliness of the entire circle.

The rumors became more and more outrageous, and as a result, they put Cuyu in the center of public opinion. By the time Ji Qimin found out, it was already too late.

It just so happened that M. Moyu also revealed his real name: Qi Mo.

After checking, everyone knew that this person was Mr. Qi's grandson.

You must know that although Mr. Qi has a high reputation, he has a better relationship with the Mei School and an extremely close relationship with the inheritors of the Mei School. No one expected that he would hand over his grandson to the Cheng School.

But no matter how they tried to unravel the mystery, they could not find out who from the Cheng family had adopted the Qi family's grandson.

After guessing all the famous actors, no one came to claim Qi Mo as his apprentice.

So everyone had their own considerations.

Two possibilities.

Or maybe his master thought this disciple was too shameful and didn't want to acknowledge him at all.

Or maybe his master is not really a famous actor.

But no matter which one it is, in this circle where factions are respected, Qi Mo's status is particularly low.

Even though everyone knew that he was Grandpa Qi's grandson, it could not change this naturally formed hierarchy.

Therefore, everyone looked down on Qi Mo more and more.

Even the Cheng School Research Association conveyed a message to Mr. Qi.

They openly and secretly asked Mr. Qi to discipline his grandson, saying that he should not waste the child's talent, that he should not let the child be idle, and that this was not a good practice. They almost pointed at Mr. Qi's nose and said that he was affecting the reputation of the entire circle.

No one expected that after knowing what his grandson had done, instead of disciplining him, Mr. Qi announced that he hoped everyone would supervise him more and give him guidance and instruction. As for the grandson's master, he only said that the other party did not want to reveal his name and hoped that everyone would stop investigating.

And they were not happy when they heard what Master Qi meant. "Teach me, huh?" Since Master Qi couldn't teach them well, they would just clean up the mess themselves!

The mysterious guest contacted Meng Qi, which led to the so-called urgent live interview.

But what they didn't know was that after Mr. Qi hung up the phone with his grandson, he called his friend and said, "Xiao Cui, you're really not kind. I've known you for years, and you secretly kidnapped my grandson and kept it a secret from me all these years. I'm not one of those old fogies. I liked you because you had a bit of a martyr in you. I'm so happy that you're willing to teach my son all your skills. Don't feel any burden. I'm a tight-lipped man. This matter is between you, me, and my grandson. No one else will know."

Cui Li on the other end of the phone was completely confused, but he reacted quickly and instantly thought of the recent uproar over the disciple-recruiting incident.

He happened to hear the younger ones say a word or two.

It was just because the other party sang Cheng style, which had little connection with Mei style, that he didn't pay much attention to it. But today, Mr. Qi called him and said clearly that he was Qi Mo's master?

Cui Li's heart skipped a beat and his mind raced.

The fact that Mr. Qi called me shows that he is completely confident.

But Cui Li swore that he had only met the little boy Qi Mo and had never taught him anything!

Cui Li suppressed his urge to refute and played Tai Chi with the old man for a while. After hanging up the phone, he watched the video himself.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

This kid... this kid... every tone, every pronunciation and singing style is actually his own!

It’s not Mei style, but Cui Li’s style!

Considering what Old Man Qi said, Cui Li couldn't wait any longer. He wanted to see Qi Mo! He wanted to know what happened!

He booked a ticket the next morning and flew directly to Hangzhou. Along the way, he listened to Qi Mo's completely damaged audio over and over again.

I asked Mr. Qi for Qi Mo's phone number and contact information, but Qi Mo's phone was always turned off and his WeChat address was not accepted.

Cui Li had no choice but to find a hotel to stay in temporarily, and waited in Meng Qi’s live broadcast room for Qi Mo to come on stage since the live broadcast started!

He also saw many unpleasant comments, and felt even more worried for Qi Mo.

Even though he became famous back then, he was still criticized by fans. How could Qi Mo, a kid who hasn't fought hard enough, expect these people to buy into it?

What's more, others don't know who the mysterious guest is, but he knows it very well.

Lang Ying.

Disciple of the fifth-generation successor of the Cheng School.

He had a legitimate background and became a little famous within half a year of performing on stage, and his show was a big hit.

But only people in the circle know that this person is not down-to-earth. He sings well, but his heart is too impetuous.

It’s just that the Cheng School has been like this for many years. Each school has its own way of doing things. The Mei School never gets involved in the disputes of the Cheng School, and they have always lived in peace.

Cui Li was very worried about Qi Mo's song selection today. He was even more nervous than his own first stage performance.

"Qi Mo, Qi Mo, who are you? Why did you wade into this mess?"

But no matter how worried Cui Li was, he couldn't stand up for Qi Mo like Ji Qimin did, and it was even more impossible for him to say a good word for him.

There is no other reason.

His past outrageous behavior did not allow it, his current status did not support it, and he could not break his promise to his master.

So he was worried, but he could only worry.

He didn't know why, knowing that he had never taught Qi Mo, he was so worried about him. For a moment, he even hoped that Qi Mo could sing the traditional Cheng style and not be so like him.

That road is too difficult.

Moreover, Qi Mo's path started from the Cheng School.

The Cheng School is too complicated, so complicated that there are serious conflicts among fellow practitioners.

The situation among Cheng school opera fans is even more complicated. When fans of the same school start to argue about who is good and who is bad, they will start to fight with each other.

Some drama fans only watch their favorite actors and ignore everyone else when they watch a play.

The trick of praising the leading actor is very clear.

If it was the Mei school, perhaps I could have put some pressure on everyone today, at least not let Qi Mo leave so hard.

But even so, there is very little I can do.

Both the Cheng and Mei schools like to create a so-called authenticity, and they insist that one must worship or follow a certain person before one can sing.

Qi Mo couldn't tell who his master was, and was looked down upon by others.

He didn't even need to listen further, he knew that no matter how well Qi Mo sang, it would be wrong if it didn't sound traditional!