Lan Mu looked at Luo Yi, who was just watching a good show. No one would have thought that he was the 'director'.
"Why did you send an idiot to provoke Zhang Yang? Did you see his plan? "
"It should be …"
After listening to Bai Ze's guess, Lan Mu felt a little funny. Luo Yi had a very accurate grasp of Zhang Yang's mind.
At the same time, Zhang Yang spoke again.
"How do you know I didn't bring a gift? It's not up to you whether Tang Wei is qualified to stand here or not. "Zhang Yang disdained Wu Nuofeng and raised his eyebrows.
Wu Nuofeng did not give up and said, "Humph! No rules. All the friends here in the entertainment circle debuted earlier than you. Some of them are even my seniors. I don't see anyone bringing an agent. Do you think you're better than everyone else? "
This was a critical remark. He did not want to let go of the fact that Tang Wei was just an agent.
Zhang Yang shook his head and smiled. "Of course I don't think I'm better than everyone else. It's just that my gift is very special. Tang Wei must be present. Otherwise, I can't give this gift!"
Wu Nuofeng sneered. "Is your gift this woman? What a joke! "
The conflict between Wu Nuofeng and Zhang Yang continued. The security guards of the Du family turned a blind eye to it, causing the surrounding dignitaries to talk about it.
Seeing that the noise was getting louder and louder, suddenly a capable and loud voice scolded.
"Today is my birthday. Why are you quarreling?"
Although the voice belonged to a woman, it was full of momentum and instantly silenced the scene.
A graceful figure came out. She was dressed in shining clothes, with luxurious ornaments on her chest, fingers, and ears. She walked over in a long dress, dazzling everyone's eyes.
Unfortunately, she was not young. Even if she had superb beauty and makeup skills, it was difficult to hide her age. She looked at least forty years old.
Du Yu said goodbye to Lan Mu and hurried to greet her. "Aunt, happy birthday."
After that, Du Yu took out an empty jewelry box.
"Auntie, you have so many jewels, so I won't embarrass myself. This jewelry box is my gift to you. Today, you will definitely have a lot of jewelry and have nowhere to put them. This jewelry box will come in handy! "
Du Rushuang personally took the jewelry box and placed it in the hands of a handsome man behind her. Then, she smiled at Du Yu: "Little Yu, are you laughing at your aunt?"
"Alright, stop fooling around all day. It's time to fall in love. There are so many beauties here today. Which one do you like? Tell me! "
Du Rushuang had just finished talking when Du Yu hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, I'm going to find Elder Sister!"
After saying that, he fled into the mansion, afraid that Du Rushuang would turn his birthday party into a blind date.
With a junior like Du Yu taking the lead, all the executives and tycoons took out their carefully prepared gifts and offered them.
As for their gifts, apart from a few who received them personally, the rest were accepted by the attendants beside them.
Du Rushuang exchanged pleasantries with the guests, and the previously chaotic atmosphere gradually returned to normal.
Wu Nuofeng's gift was a Yuan Dynasty antique. After the attendants accepted it, he smiled.
"Sister Shuang, thank you for taking care of me all these years. Without you, I, Wu Nuofeng, wouldn't be here today."
"I wish you all the best and always be young."
"I specially composed a song for Sister Shuang's birthday. I'll give it to Sister Shuang and everyone here. I hope Sister Shuang will like it."
Du Rushuang was very happy. She didn't seem to care about the dispute between Wu Nuofeng and Zhang Yang.
"Little Wu is considerate. Sing it."
Wu Nuofeng walked to the side of the stage where live music was being played. Holding the microphone, the accompaniment of the orchestra immediately changed into a melodious melody.
"The day of birth is eternal … Who lit up the distant starry sky … Only you … Only you guide me forward …" Wu Nuofeng sang his own original song with the accompaniment.
Lan Mu listened to Wu Nuofeng's singing. He had to admit that his singing was excellent and the tune was well composed. It sounded very beautiful.
However, the lyrics were too explicit. At first glance, it didn't sound like a birthday song. After listening carefully, it was full of praise for Du Rushuang. The lyrics were all flattery.
At the end of the song, there was thunderous applause. Everyone could tell that the song was purely to please Du Rushuang, but everyone still cheered loudly.
"Good song! The melody is touching, the lyrics are sincere, well sung! "
"Yes! Very emotional! "
Du Rushuang was also very happy with the guests' support. She seemed to enjoy it very much.
"Little Wu sings well. Thank you, I like it very much."
He should have come down at this time. Unexpectedly, Wu Nuofeng held the microphone and suddenly said.
"Sister Shuang, as long as you're happy. It's all thanks to you."
"But how can my song compare with Zhang Yang? He's a genius. I think he must have prepared a better birthday song … "
As soon as this remark came out, the map was unrolled and the dagger was revealed.
The guests looked at Zhang Yang for a while, and then looked at Wu Nuofeng for a while.
"I was wondering why Wu Nuofeng cared whether people gave gifts or not. It turns out that he was waiting for this!"
"Why is Wu Nuofeng acting like he ate gunpowder today? He wasn't like this before!"
"Does he have any grudges with Zhang Yang?"
"There's a feud between them. A few months ago, the two of them started fighting. Their songs have been fighting each other on the charts, but Zhang Yang has always suppressed Wu Nuo Feng."
"Just because of this? Wu Nuofeng dares to use the Du family's hand to suppress Zhang Yang? "
"Can this Zhang Yang do it? Don't be scared later. "
Wu Nuofeng stood on the stage and pointed the tip of his tongue at Zhang Yang. "Great talent Zhang, didn't you say that your gift is very special? It's time to show it to everyone. "
Du Rushuang still had a smile on her face and said softly, "Oh? Little Zhang is here to celebrate my birthday. I'm very happy even without a gift. "
Zhang Yang was at the heart of the storm. He first glanced at Tang Wei. Seeing Tang Wei nod at him, he smiled.
"Sister Shuang, I'm a junior. Of course I have to prepare a gift for your birthday."
"You also know that my company has just started. Not long ago, I gave out so many works. I really can't afford an antique like the Yuan Dynasty blue and white porcelain as a birthday gift."
Zhang Yang's words were undoubtedly a counterattack to Wu Nuofeng. Wu Nuofeng had just given the Yuan Dynasty blue and white porcelain.
"I don't have anything. I just have a little talent … I can only write a song for you. I hope Sister Shuang will like it."
After saying that, he gave Tang Wei a look. Tang Wei walked on the stage in her high heels.
Wu Nuofeng stepped down from the stage. Tang Wei held the microphone and said.
"My name is Tang Wei. I'm President Zhang's assistant … This song 'I'll Be a Woman in the Next Life' is dedicated to Sister Shuang."
On the other side, Zhang Yang handed the score to the orchestra and let them play the music on the spot.
Then, the melody of the violin drifted out, mixed with the gentle accompaniment of the piano.
Tang Wei closed her eyes and sang, "You're the cloud in the high sky."
"You're the star that can't shine."
"You're the mud born in the rainy season."
"You're the morning left behind by the night …"
The song was low and soothing. It was especially pleasant to listen to with Tang Wei's voice.
However, the guests were stunned when they heard the lyrics. What the hell? She'll be a woman in the next life? Does this mean that Sister Shuang is going to die?
What do you mean by the cloud in the high sky? What do you mean by the star that can't shine?
The mud born in the rainy season, the morning left behind by the night. Is this a description for Du Rushuang? This is courting death!
Everyone looked at Zhang Yang. They thought that this young man was awesome. He dared to say that to Du Rushuang in front of her!
Although Zhang Yang had been doing well in the past two years, his company was still too weak in front of Du Rushuang. China Entertainment Group could easily crush him into bankruptcy.
Zhang Yang didn't care about everyone's gaze. His hands tapped the rhythm, making it seem as if he was immersed in the music.
Tang Wei was not affected and continued to sing.
"A woman as strong as a mountain … a woman as weak as water …"
"You're the tears that dare not fall. You're the heart that no longer looks forward to. You're the road that gives birth to the bumpy road. You're the eyes that cross the vast …"
"Huh?" Lan Mu raised his eyebrows and secretly said, "There's a twist …"
The song continued, "Good is a woman, bad is a woman, hate is a woman, love is a woman, a woman as noble as a mountain, a woman as kind as water."
"If for the beauty of life …"
"I'll be a woman in the next life …"
After the song, there was no applause. The guests looked at each other, and finally their eyes converged on Du Rushuang.
Everyone heard the twist in the song. Not only was it not belittling, but it was praising a woman's resilience and strength. It was as if it was talking about a gentle woman on a bumpy road, step by step resolutely walking to the light at the end of the tunnel. In the end, it showed the most beautiful and moving part of a woman.
Especially the last sentence. If for the beauty of life, I'll be a woman in the next life.
For a super strong woman like Du Rushuang, who stood at the top of the entertainment circle, it was a unique flattery.
At this moment, the melody was mellow and pleasant. Sung by Tang Wei, it was moving.
Both were praising Du Rushuang. Compared with Zhang Yang's song, which was tactful and implicit, Wu Nuofeng's song was too straightforward. From beginning to end, it was unabashedly flattering.
From the perspective of flattery, Zhang Yang was undoubtedly better. However, no one dared to applaud. After all, whether the song was good or not depended on whether Du Rushuang liked it or not!
"Clap, clap, clap … Good song!" Du Rushuang was the first to applaud.
Her expression was complicated, and her eyes showed appreciation and recognition.
"Zhang Yang, this song is well written! Tang Wei, you also sang very well. "
"Thank you, Sister Shuang. I'm glad you like it." Zhang Yang finally raised the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but look at Wu Nuofeng.
Wu Nuofeng took a deep breath and looked at the crowd calmly.
Lan Mu was surprised. As a real outsider, he could see things that others couldn't.
Just now, Wu Nuofeng was secretly looking at Luo Yi!
Luo Yi seemed to like the song very much and began to applaud wildly.
His lead was immediately followed by thunderous applause. After all, Du Rushuang approved it. Everyone quickly followed the trend!
Lan Mu smiled, lit a cigarette, and blended into the crowd to watch the show.
He whispered into the headset, "Bai Ze, next, Wu Nuofeng should not be convinced, right?"
As soon as Lan Mu finished speaking, Wu Nuofeng spoke.
"Good song! Zhang Yang, well written! "
"But I think it's more because Tang Wei sang well. Why don't you sing it yourself?"
Zhang Yang couldn't sing. He knew his own ability and immediately said, "Everyone knows that I can't sing. I'm a scholar."
"This is a gift from you and Tang Wei, right? Don't you think it's too perfunctory to just give a song to Sister Shuang? "
Wu Nuofeng's insistence surprised the others.
"Why do I feel that Wu Nuofeng is courting death?"
"Is there a blood feud? Isn't that too much? "
But suddenly, a few tycoons in the crowd shouted, "I heard that Zhang Yang's literary talent is superb. Why don't you write a poem for Sister Shuang?"
"That's right! Aren't you a scholar? Write a poem! "
With them coaxing him, Wu Nuofeng became even more aggressive.
Du Rushuang had been in the business world for many years. Naturally, she could see the strangeness.
Du Rushuang narrowed her eyes and said, "I like Little Zhang's gift very much. Forget about the poem …"
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang took a step forward with a 'you forced me' expression and said, "Sister Shuang, today is your birthday. The most important thing is to be happy!"
"Since everyone is in such high spirits, I'll write a poem for Sister Shuang on the spot!"
Zhang Yang was getting excited. Zhang Yang retaliated.
Zhang Yang didn't want Du Rushuang's excuse. With the crowd's coaxing, Zhang Yang decisively accepted the challenge.
He was very confident in his poem, as if he couldn't wait for a chance to show it off.
Lan Mu laughed while smoking, then said softly, "Bai Ze, those people are Luo Yi's people, right?"
"Yes, master. They were probably the ones who started the commotion."
"Haha …"
"Bai Ze, this guy likes to show off so much. Don't tell me Luo Yi spoiled him?"
"You're right. In fact, after people found out about Zhang Yang's so-called heaven-defying talent, no one wanted to stick their face out for him to slap. 90% of the people who stepped on him were arranged by Luo Yi. They deliberately sent people to slap him in the face. I think it's to force him to keep producing new works until he's forced to use his trump card, which is that anomaly. "
Lan Mu sat at the dining table, eating desserts and drinking fruit juice. While eating, he watched Zhang Yang recite his poem.
These people didn't really want to embarrass Zhang Yang. Most of them were deliberately done by Luo Yi.
He knew Zhang Yang too well. Zhang Yang looked humble and polite on the surface, but was actually arrogant and complacent on the inside.
His principle was that if people didn't offend him, he wouldn't offend them. If people offended him, he would pay them back a hundredfold.
Once the performance desire in his heart was aroused, Zhang Yang would inevitably step into Luo Yi's trap step by step.
Zhang Yang was just like an addicted gentleman. Zhang Yang was addicted to stepping on others.
If someone dared to stick their face out, he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't slap their face.
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