"A person walks into the hot streets, surrounded by all kinds of ridicule, and the rumors~ are like the freezing rain~"

Xu Yijie stood on the stage holding an electric guitar and howling at the top of his lungs.

A rough, abrasive sound like the howling of ghosts and wolves rolled around the lakeside and dispersed in all directions.

"What are you singing? It sounds awful!"

"My old man is as quacking as a duck!"

"Anyone who shouts on the street can sing better than him!"

"Didn't this grandson plagiarize Zhao Changan's songs? How come he still has the nerve to sing here?"

"I didn't understand what he meant. It's a rumor, hey~!"

"How shameless!"

"What's going on with the organizer? Why did they invite Xu Yijie to come and invite him to play in the gym?"

"The organizer is Xia Wenyang, how friendly do you think he can be to Zhao Changan?"

"Ma~, this is bullying us mountain city people, don't you give up?"

Thousands of mountain city people in the lakeside square discussed with confusion and anger.

A fire-like emotion was brewing in the audience.

Xu Yijie has lost all his halo, and he has spent more than half a year working as a grassroots worker in the countryside. Although he has not made any money, those who hold weddings and weddings are all responsible for smoking and drinking.

A throat that has not been maintained by any health care products for a long time is like a broken bellows leaking air everywhere.

No wonder the mainstay of the grass band, Fat Girl, looks down on him. As far as his true singing skills are concerned, among those grass band members who travel from village to village, any lead singer can crush him.

"Ah~uh uh uh——"

At a high note, Xu Yijie sang so hard that he was out of breath as if he was suffocating.

"Hahahahaha——"

The thousands of spectators below burst into laughter.

"Get out!" Suddenly, a girl shouted in a high-pitched voice, "You are not even worthy of carrying Zhao Changan's shoes!"

Suddenly, one stone stirred up thousands of waves.

"Not to mention carrying shoes, he's not even worthy of licking hooks!"

In the dark audience, another young man shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Get off!"

In the audience, someone yelled again.

"Get off!"

"Get off!"

First a few people roared, then more people roared, and finally it turned into thousands of people roaring in unison.

Pei Pingjiang, Xia Wenyang, Xia Wuyue, Qiao San, Guo Keke, Zhang Xuelong, Yu Yingming, Song Ming, Qiao Qinqin, Qiu Jinhui, Qiao Jianwei,——

All changed color.

"Whoosh~pop!"

At this time, a mineral water bottle with more than half of the water in it flew across the stage from a distance of thirty to forty meters and hit the stage.

"Whoosh, whoosh~"

Suddenly, more bottles smashed up.

——

The moon was bright and clear, Zhao Changan and Wen Ye were sitting on the chicken heads on the rooster stone, drinking small wine and eating cold dishes.

"At this time, Xu Yijie should come on stage, right? Prince, Prince, you can really do it!"

Zhao Changan shook his head.

"Only by exposing the sharp conflict between you and the Xia family so that all the people in the mountain city can see clearly, Xia Wenyang, his son, and Qiao San's group of monsters and spies will not dare to play tricks on uncles and aunts. The stench in the gutter is adapted to the dark environment.

What rats fear most is light."

Wen Ye said with a smile: "Actually, I have asked someone to bring your guitar to you. It is at the current performance at Taohua Lake. If you come on stage at that time and sing your new song "Existence", it will definitely detonate the whole place.

;What a pity!”

"It's quite a pity."

Zhao Changan felt regretful thinking about the wonderful scene that could have happened.

——

Taohua Lake Scenic Area.

After the party ended, Pei Pingjiang's originally scheduled stage to shake hands with the singers and give a passionate speech to the attendees was cancelled.

Pei Pingjiang didn't even look at Xia Wenyang, got in the car and left.

Xia Wenyang returned to the luxurious private room, first entered the small bedroom, and sat in silence for half an hour before walking out with an expressionless face.

Xia Wuyue, Qiao San, Guo Keke, Zhang Xuelong, Yu Yingming, Song Ming, Qiao Jianwei, Mo Hai'er, Zhang Xiubing, the whole room was filled with chills.

"Wenyang, I blame that little bastard Zhao Changan,——"

Qiao Qinqin poured a glass of water for Xia Wenyang with concern, while she kept cursing Zhao Changan.

"You go into the inner room."

"Uh~"

Qiao Qinqin knew her man's temperament and did not dare to violate it. She glanced at her son and brother worriedly and entered the big bedroom angrily.

"Qiaojiashan Brick and Tile Factory is still short of people. You two go there first."

When Xia Wenyang said 'you two', he didn't look at anyone, but everyone knew who he was talking about.

"Dad, how long will you stay?"

Xia Wuyue's heart suddenly felt as bitter as Huang Lian's, so he had the courage to ask.

"Crack!"

Unexpectedly, Xia Wenyang slapped Xia Wuyue hard, and the unprepared Xia Wuyue was whipped around in a circle and fell to the sofa.

"Stay until you two wake up!"

Xia Wuyue lay on the sofa, being beaten by his father in front of a group of subordinates, and the anger in his heart gradually increased.

If it weren't for the backlog he had developed over the years that he had to hold on to, it would have exploded by now.

"The rich man is left to you, including Xiao Yu, Xiao Song, and Xiu Bing. You can all hold shares. At that time, this little bastard invested 1 million and got back 1.5 million; after more than a year of depreciation,

, there is still friendship in it, so I will give you five hundred thousand."

"dad!"

In Xia Wuyue's view, this rich man was doing everything he could to make money and play with girls. At this time, he couldn't care less about the pain on his face and the anger in his heart, and he was begging for mercy with a pitiful look on his face.

"Either you continue to do this and I will treat you as if I don't have a son, or you sell out the store and stay in Qiaojiashan for a few years. It's your choice!"

Xia Wenyang's face was as gloomy as the thunder that was about to explode. He was so frightened that Xia Wuyue didn't dare to say anything again: "Go back and pack your things now. I called the brick and tile factory office at two o'clock in the morning. If you hadn't answered the phone, I, Xia Wenyang, would have been blamed for everything."

There is no son like you!"

Mo Hai'er, Guo Keke, and Zhang Xuelong quietly exchanged glances with each other, their hearts filled with ecstasy.

Even Yu Yingming and Song Ming could not restrain the increasingly unbearable smiles on their faces.

Zhang Xiubing's eyes were the only one with a bit of joy and surprise.

——

Taohua Lake Building.

Xu Yijie ordered a bottle of Shancheng Liangye from the front desk of the hotel and drank half of the bottle in one go.

His eyes were red, and he sat on the sofa breathing heavily.

A beer bottle was hit on my forehead by some bastard. Even though I had applied some cooling ointment, I still felt a burning pain.

His face was as red and painful as a monkey's butt.

He has no face!

Tonight was the greatest humiliation in his life.

Thousands of people in the dark audience shouted "Get out, get out" in unison, completely suppressing his singing of "Gossip".

Then there are mineral water purified water bottles, Sprite and Coke bottles, and finally beer bottles!

"These little red guys, bumpkins!"

Xu Yijie cursed drunkenly and hoarsely.

In the dark, he had a terrifying and sad premonition that his singing career on the big stage would come to an end tonight!

——

Early the next morning, Zhao Changan drove down the mountain with Wen Ye and Wen Ye's grandma.

Although on the way, Grandma Wen Ye always looked out the car window full of joy and talked about the familiarity of having been there before.

However, both Zhao Changan and Wen Ye felt her nervousness.
Chapter completed!