Let you act, you serve your sentence in the entertainment industry

On the stage, Rong Zuer sang with ease.

Not only Su Bin, but almost everyone in the audience was shocked.

There were no in-ear monitors, no professional metronomes, and no excellent sound systems, but Rong Zuer made everyone feel like they were at a concert.

In addition, the song "Used to Broken Hearts" has a lot of high notes and very dense lyrics. Singers without any strength would not dare to sing this song easily.

As a result, Rong Zuer didn't even need to warm up her voice. She put down her knife and fork and walked onto the stage to sing.

"So this is the strength of a queen. I am still superficial."

Originally, Su Bin thought that these singers sang well only because they had top-notch equipment, just like ordinary people singing in a place with echoes like the bathroom would sound good.

But today he opened his eyes. It seems that he is indeed not suitable for singing.

There is indeed a barrier between ordinary people and such professional singers.

Not to mention that his singing is not even as good as ordinary people.

"Thank you, everyone."

After Rong Zuer bowed slightly, thunderous applause broke out again.

When Rong Zuer walked back to his seat, he raised his eyebrows to Su Bin again.

Su Bin raised his thumbs with both hands at the same time, and then made a gesture of prostrating himself.

He was now extremely regretful. If he had known that Rong Zuer's performance would be at this level, he would not have dared to sing in front of others even if he had ten times the courage.

"Zhonglei, what do you think of Zuer's singing?"

"Mr. Yang, is there any need to say that? Of course it's quite good."

"I heard recently that you are going to invest in a music variety show in the mainland. I think..."

Wang Zhonglei was shocked. Although there were many talented singers in the music variety show he was going to invest in, they could not compare with Rong Zuer in front of him in terms of status.

"Mr. Yang, do you mean to let Zuer be the mentor?"

"No, no, no, let her be a contestant. I just want her to get more exposure in the mainland."

"But with Miss Zuer's ability, will it be a waste of talent to be a contestant?"

"Take your time. You can show more as a contestant."

Su Bin was also very surprised when he heard the conversation between the two.

Unexpectedly, Yang Shoucheng really adopted his suggestion and began to push the artists of Yinghuang Hong Kong headquarters to the mainland.

"Dad, are there any other programs? Sister Zuer just sang one song, and I haven't heard enough."

Wang Wen, who was sitting next to Zhen Zidan, also spoke again.

Su Bin looked over and found that Zhen Zidan was now helpless and tired.

After all, taking care of children is really a difficult task for old men like them.

"Zhonglei, if the princess wants to listen, why not let Zuer sing another song."

Yang Shoucheng heard Wang Wenye's thoughts. After all, he had something to ask of Wang Zhonglei, so he took the initiative to ask Rong Zuer to sing another song.

"No, no, Mr. Yang, Miss Zuer just finished singing, don't bother her."

"I was busy with work before and didn't have time to accompany her. After the company stabilized, I let her do whatever she wanted, but she spoiled her."

"Look at her, she's already 20 years old this year, and she's still throwing a childish temper."

"Cough... cough cough..."

Su Bin almost sprayed a mouthful of red wine from his nose when he heard Wang Zhonglei's words.

"What's wrong, Abin, waiter, bring a towel."

"It's okay, Uncle Yang, I accidentally choked."

Yang Shoucheng called the waiter immediately, which shows that among all the people on the scene, he paid the most attention to Su Bin.

"Sir, here's a towel."

"Thank you."

Taking the towel from the waiter, Su Bin wiped the corner of his mouth.

Su Bin thought it was because of the dressing that made the fifteen or sixteen-year-old child look like a twenty-something.

Is this girl really twenty years old?

Why doesn't she look like an adult when she talks and acts, she looks like a child.

"Wen Ye, lower your head and eat your food."

"I don't care. If Sister Zuer is tired, then I want to watch Teacher Donnie Yen boxing."

"Wen Ye! Don't let me scold you in front of so many people today!"

"Zhonglei, don't be angry, don't be angry."

Su Bin's worldview was about to be shattered. This was not like the lady from a rich family in his impression.

This is too much!

"Buzz."

Su Bin's mobile phone suddenly rang. He quietly took it under the table and saw the message Zhang Qiang sent him.

"Be careful, this father and daughter are acting. I have learned a little about Wang Zhonglei's daughter from my friends before. Her personality should not be like this."

Acting?

Sure enough, no matter how much you spoil your daughter, in a family like this, she will be educated in etiquette from a young age.

This scene is despicable.

But who are you acting for?

Or, what is the purpose of acting?

Su Bin was unable to react for a moment.

Among all the people present, the one with the highest status is Yang Shoucheng, followed by Mr. Wu, whom Su Bin dislikes, the chief director Chen Desen, and the master of the martial arts circle, Yuan Heping.

Coming for Rong'er? It shouldn't be the case, after all, it's a movie wrap-up party, and Rong'er is just accompanying Yang Shoucheng.

Brother Dan? Not likely, Zhen Zidan has been filming diligently over the years and has never provoked anyone.

"Zidan, otherwise I can only trouble you."

Although Zhen Zidan is not an artist of Yinghuang, Yang Shoucheng's words are still extremely important in the Hong Kong circle.

"Okay, then little sister, what kind of boxing do you want to see? I'll show you a set."

Zhen Zidan slowly stood up and asked Wang Wenye for his opinion.

"I don't know any other boxing, Teacher Zidan, just the Wing Chun you performed in Ip Man."

"Wing Chun..."

"Mr. Yang, there is no wooden man in Wing Chun, so it's hard for me to fight, and Wing Chun is not good to watch if it's performed with bare hands."

This stumped Zhen Zidan. Wing Chun is almost not good to watch without the real object.

"Zidan, don't listen to her, just do whatever you want."

"She is a girl, and she can't see any tricks."

Wang Zhonglei's face became redder and redder, and he was obviously unable to sit still.

If it is true as Zhang Qiang said, this father and daughter are acting, then their acting skills are too top-notch.

"Dad, I just want to see Wing Chun."

"Teacher Zidan, please fulfill my wish."

Zhen Zidan had no choice but to nod and walked to the center of the restaurant.

After a few punches and styles, although the movements were very standard and beautiful, Su Bin could see that Zhen Zidan was very uncomfortable.

"It's not enough, Dad. I want to see someone fight against Teacher Zidan."

"Stop fooling around!"

Although Wang Zhonglei kept speaking to stop him, he didn't actually take any action.

"What about him? Isn't he also the protagonist of this movie? Dad, ask him to be Teacher Zidan's opponent."

Are you here for me?