Chapter 213
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After that, Lin Xiang gave a few simple instructions and left the office for her classes.
Poor Chen. He did not even get a kiss from Li Yongbing. Instead, he was pestered by Li Yongbing to take pictures of him for a long time. It took him a lot of effort to get rid of him.
However, before he could take two steps, he was stopped again.
"Chen! Come over here! "
Murong Xiaoyao shouted in a spoiled manner.
"Little Secretary! Your attitude is not right! How many times have I told you to call me Mr. President? "Chen pouted and said.
"How dare you call me little secretary?! Are you asking for a beating? "Xiaoyao waved her fist. She looked like she was going to beat Chen up.
"Pfft … As if you can beat me in a fight!" Chen laughed mockingly. He was not afraid of Xiaoyao's threat at all.
"You … You are pissing me off …"
Murong Xiaoyao's face was flushed red.
She was still holding a grudge against Chen for the fight last time. Chen just had to rub it in!
He was just trying to piss her off!
"Hurry up and call me Mr. President. If not, I'm leaving!" Chen laughed evilly.
"You … Mr. President!"
Xiaoyao was so angry that she gritted her teeth. In the end, she chose to give in.
She had no choice. She had something to ask of Chen.
"Mmm … My little secretary is such a good girl."
Chen nodded satisfactorily and said mockingly, "Tell me. Why are you looking for me?"
Xiaoyao rolled her eyes at Chen. She wanted to jump on him and fight it out with him.
After taking a few deep breaths, Xiaoyao finally held herself back. She asked in a deep voice, "How's the program that I asked you to prepare?"
"Erm … This … I'm almost done …" Chen suddenly felt guilty.
He had been busy for the past few days. He had to rescue Lan Mengcheng and sweep the colosseum.
Chen had completely forgotten about preparing for the program.
"That's good. I'm warning you! If your program isn't good at tomorrow's charity dinner, you will die! "
Xiaoyao said seriously.
"That's not right! Last time, you told me to perform as I please and not make a fool of myself. Why are you asking me to perform something spectacular now? "Chen was having a headache.
Up until now, he hadn't even thought of what he was going to perform. Exciting my ass …
"I don't care! It had to be exciting! Otherwise, you will be slapped in the face! I will be embarrassed too! "Xiaoyao's expression was getting more and more serious.
"Erm … After all, I'm the founder of this foundation. I've donated more than three hundred million. Even if I don't act well, I won't be slapped in the face, right?" Chen was frustrated.
"Anyway, I've already reminded you! If you don't want to be slapped in the face, then perform well! I'm busy! Let's go! "
Xiaoyao pouted her lips and left right after she finished talking.
"Motherf * cker … This is just too much …" Chen was speechless.
Although he already had a lot of awesome skills, he didn't have any that he could perform on stage!
He would be slapped in the face if he didn't act well!
Holy shit!
How could he do that?
Face slapping was Bro Bei's specialty!
How could the Face Slapping Prince be slapped?
"I'll go home and learn it now! I don't believe it! I'm going to put on a show that will amaze the audience! "
Chen made up his mind and drove home immediately.
Chen didn't really think about it before. He always thought that performing was not that big of a deal.
But when he got home, he realized that it was not as simple as he thought.
Singing required talent as well. Once a person's voice was formed, it was hard to change it. There was a huge difference between performing on stage and singing in a KTV!
Singing was out of the question!
Dancing was too girly for Chen … Also, costumes, dancers, lighting, stage, sound effects … These were all things that could not be done in a day.
Dancing was out of the question!
Musical instruments were out of the question as well! As the saying goes, to do a good job, one must first sharpen his tools! An elegant musical instrument was definitely not something that could be obtained easily.
One had to know that the people who attended the charity banquet were all big shots. If they didn't have a high enough status, they would feel that they were being slighted.
Musical instruments were out as well!
Musical instruments were out as well! Musical instruments were out as well …
"What the f * ck … Why is it so troublesome to perform?"
He looked at the clock on the wall. It was already six in the evening. Chen had not even decided on what he was going to perform.
Chen only went downstairs after his mother urged him to eat dinner.
But, when he thought about how he would be slapped in the face if he did not perform well, he lost his appetite.
He ate a few mouthfuls of food and went back to his room.
"Motherf * cker! I will not admit defeat! He had to get the show done tonight! Don't be a coward! Just do it! "
Chen took a deep breath and tried to motivate himself.
Just as his fighting spirit was ignited, Chen was dumbfounded.
Ding!
There was a message from the Red Envelope Group!
"Damn! How did I forget about this … "
Chen slapped his forehead. There was going to be a duel in the group tonight!
There was no time to prepare for the competition.
You can't have your cake and eat it too!
Chen was in a dilemma.
If he did not prepare for the show, he would be slapped in the face.
But, when he thought about the rewards that he got from the competition, he could not resist the temptation.
"Screw it! Let's go into the group first! "
Chen gritted his teeth and clicked on the Red Envelope Group.
NeZha: Wow! God Chen is finally here! Let's begin our singing competition! (Excited)
Chen: Musical competition! How am I supposed to play? (Surprised)
God Xianle: I am the organizer of this competition. All the members in the group are allowed to participate! The rules are very simple. All the contestants have to do is to play a song or sing a song within the time limit.
Chen: The rules are very simple. But, everyone has their own preferences. How are we going to determine the winner?
God Xianle: Good question, God Chen! As the saying goes, there is no first place in literature and no second place in martial arts. There is no way for us to defeat our opponents in this competition. So, we will use voting to determine the winner! The one who can make the majority of the contestants will be the winner!
Chen: Hmm, this is a fair rule … But, how am I supposed to play or sing if I'm not there?
God Xianle: Don't worry. Everyone will be sending voice messages to participate in the competition! There are no restrictions on the venue!
"Haha! I can send voice messages! That's easy! "Chen's eyes lit up. He smiled evilly and rubbed his hands together.
Chen: I have no more questions! (Smiling)
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