Li Shengxin came to Singapore alone and wanted to give the God of Song as soon as he entered the venue, which was unexpected.

He was so tough that he got straight to the topic as soon as he came, which made the many singers present not know what to react and what to say.

"This bastard, even if his teacher Jun Xiaoren comes, he doesn't dare to yell at us. Where does he get the confidence?"

Lin Yun's chest was fluttering with breath, and when he saw that there was no one in the yard, he immediately started to attack.

In fact, the reason for being angry was not to question whether Li Shengxin had the confidence, because he had long expected that the other party would inevitably be in bad situations. What was really unexpected was the other party's straightforward spirit.

**Naked, unconcealed and straightforward.

I will tell you openly that I am going to fuck you, the singer Zhang Juncheng, today, and I am here to ruin the situation!

This practice undoubtedly made Lin Yunkai, who had been living in society for decades and was good at using human nature. After all, most of the people he met in his life were more treacherous than foxes. Even if he wanted to mess with you in his heart, he would do some tricks behind his back. On the surface, he still called his brother and was very polite.

Therefore, this sudden counter-operation made Lin Yunkai feel dissatisfied with the other party’s rules.

Zhang Juncheng didn't react much to this, but just smiled faintly and said, "He is pretty good like this. At least we don't have to doubt whether there is any trap behind it. Let's go and have a meal first."

What Zhang Juncheng said is reasonable. Although Li Shengxin's approach is rather radical and uncomfortable, it is at least all of them are on the surface and can be seen clearly at a glance.

In a sense, he is a gentleman.

...

In the living room.

As the birthday star entered, the guests and friends in the room stood up to welcome him, and the atmosphere was very lively.

He Xiao waved to Lin Yunkai and said, "Teacher, the gift is counted."

“How many were collected in total?”

Lin Yunkai rubbed his palms, and he disappeared from the anger just now, and asked in a look of financial confusion.

There is no more violent business in this world than receiving gifts. Even ordinary people can earn tens of thousands of dollars when holding banquets, let alone high-end people at the top of the social comfort zone?

Xiao Wangnian blinked and said with a finger, "If all the cash is converted into Chinese currency, it will be about five million. Some limited edition handicrafts or antiques calligraphy and paintings cannot be counted, maybe more than ten million."

"It's okay if you have tens of millions."

Lin Yunkai nodded, looking like he was reluctant to pass the test, as if he was so dissatisfied. He Xiao was stunned. Is this the old Lindo who ran around to deliver goods to his door for 400,000 yuan for commercial performance fees? Is it fake?

When he was stunned, he glanced at the sight of his light and realized that it was Chiyoyaya, the goddess of the neon country, standing not far away, with a pair of watery eyes looking at this side.

This old guy is pretending to be in front of a girl...

The key is that he pretends to be so light and calm, and his face does not blush or his heart does not beat, which is a skill that ordinary people cannot learn.

"The price last time was also the same. There were more people who celebrated their birthdays this year than last year. I didn't expect that they were still standing still. It seems that everyone's development has been very average in recent years, and their economic level has declined. So, how many people like me can't finish pushing every day? Alas... it's too difficult for everyone."

Lin Yunkai was addicted to pretending, and said seriously, but in fact, last year's birthday party had nothing to do with him.

He Xiao's face turned red when he heard this, coughed, lowered his head and whispered: "Teacher, it's almost done, Miss Chiyo is gone."

"Ah? Cough, what Miss Chiyo, I just want to sigh at the world of the world for my teacher."

Lin Yunkai looked back and saw that Chiyoya I had already gone away with her friends. She looked for a step for herself without changing her face and forced her to leave, hid her merits and fame, and floated into the crowd.

“…”

He Xiao and Xiao Wangnian looked at each other, with helpless expressions on their faces. Human beings are really getting less and less focused as they get older.

...

One pm.

Among the guests on the invitation list, everyone except for a Filipino singer was absent.

The older generation of outstanding people in the music scenes of various countries, the new generation is popular, and the celebrities in Southeast Asia, as well as the media friends from all walks of life, are familiar and unfamiliar with each other.

There is no question of being mixed with dragons and snakes, they are all elites. The elites who have reached the top level in their respective circles, and together, there are about forty or fifty people.

This huge scene also indirectly proves Zhang Juncheng's status in the Asian music scene and his strong connections.

A generation of singers is so brilliant.

Zhang Juncheng was not proud of himself. His choice to hold a birthday party at home proved his attitude. No matter where or in which country, family banquets will always be the highest standard for banqueting guests.

Zhang Juncheng invited a team of chefs from a top restaurant in Singapore to come to his house to take care of the chefs. There were no watercress, all Chinese food, and there were four long tables that could accommodate 16 people.

Thanks to this villa, otherwise I would have been a little bit unwilling to let go.

"The cake is coming!"

Before the birthday party started, Lin Qianhui pushed a small cart with a nine-layer giant cake out of the kitchen.

“So beautiful!”

The moment I saw the cake, many people admired it because the cake was crystal clear and it was inlaid with a circle of platinum and gems, and the top layer was decorated with a large diamond.

This is the birthday gift He Xiao gave to God of Song. He invited the top Malaysian pastry designer to take care of it. There are fifty platinum circles on the top, surrounding the six small diamonds and a large diamond in the middle, a total of fifty-seven, just like fifty-seven shining stars, representing the birthday of God of Song this year's fifty-seven years old.

The whole cake cost 88,000 New Coins. If converted into Chinese currency, it will be about 450,000.

A cake is equal to the price of an Audi A6l. Not to mention He Xiao, this may be the most expensive cakes that many celebrities here have ever eaten.

After all, it’s not like this that money is spent...

“happy-birthday-to-you,happy-birthday-to-you…”

A group of friends gathered in front of the cake, surrounded Zhang Jun in the middle, and happily sang the happy birthday song.

"Today you are the biggest Junsung, do you have any birthday wishes?"

A producer of Xiangjiang TVB TVB asked with a smile on Zhang Juncheng's shoulder.

"Wish..." Zhang Juncheng blew out the candle in one breath and said to the guests and friends: "My biggest wish is to wish everyone here can make a fortune and achieve great luck!"

When the birthday boy spoke, a warm cheering and whistle sounded instantly from the audience. The atmosphere was very in place and it had a taste.

"Since the God of Songs has spoken, I will do it first!"

A popular male singer from Singapore in the audience even stood up with a glass of white wine and said first that he would make the glass of wine stuffy in one sip.

His glass of wine also officially opened the banquet, which was full of cakes, food, business and creation. Everyone was so busy.

But under the lively surface, they are all reserved and reserved. No one dares to drink too much, and they keep three points in their words, especially the media and entertainment journalists. Many people have almost never got drunk. They expected that something big would happen today, and they might be afraid that drinking would make things worse.

"Ha, a group of people who are full of wine."

Korean singer Lee Shengxin leaned on the chair, didn't eat much, nor did he make trouble. Although he was angry with Zhang Juncheng, he also knew that today was someone's birthday gift. It was too unruly to make a fight at the banquet, and at least he had to wait until the dinner was over.

The same is true for Chiyoya I. She had a great chat with her friends. She seemed to be fine, but she was actually waiting for the opportunity silently.

Until around six o'clock in the evening, everyone had almost finished eating and chatting, and Li Shengxin finally stood up.

"Zhang Ge Shen, you and I are both called God of Songs by the media, and many people compare you with me, so I have always been curious. Since we are both gods of songs, is there any difference in creation? After all, there is no place for two tigers in one mountain, and I think you are also curious, right?"

"It just so happens that so many colleagues and media friends in the industry are here today. Why don't we compare and see who is the 'true song god'? What do you think?"

As soon as Li Shengxin finished speaking, the scene suddenly became quiet. Everyone put away their expressions of drinking and talking for the last second, and their eyes rolled. They knew that today's main show was finally here.

Zhang Juncheng, who was drinking tea with a friend at the main seat, narrowed his eyes and looked at Li Shengxin, who was in front of him with his hands in his trouser pockets.

"Ahhhhhhh, aren't you afraid, are you?"

Li Shengxin continued to provoke.

In fact, it is not necessary for him to provoke. Just by saying what he had just said, Zhang Juncheng would have to take on this challenge.

Because he represents not only an individual, but also a person in the Chinese music industry, but also the owner of the title of God of Songs.

This leads to no matter what reason he uses to shirk, as long as he dares to show signs of retreat, everyone will regard him as his ability. From now on, the Chinese music scene will lose its lead and its status plummets.

Especially after a few years, the older generation of singers have completely retired, only the Chinese music scene where the traffic of internet celebrities is left, the saliva is fast singing and the square dance music is rampant, so I really can't get up.

So this moment is destined to be a historic moment.

Many Chinese singers present were nervous.

Chiyoya I, the Indian singer, and several Southeast Asian pop singers were even more keen.

Zhang Juncheng kept his eyes down, drinking tea at his own eyes, without saying a word.

However, Lin Yunkai, who was sitting firmly on the second chair, turned to He Xiao at this time, then dusted the robe and jacket on his lower body, and said calmly:
Chapter completed!