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What?

Lin Fan wants Hua Yiwu to sing Qinghai-Tibet Plateau? Is this for real!

Hua Yiwu really wants to strangle Lin Fan. Isn't Lin Fan deliberately making things difficult for him, trying to embarrass him?

"Xiaohua, there's no problem, right?" Liu Jinwei asked.

"Well..." Hua Yiwu looked troubled, "Brother Wei, my throat has really not been well these past two days, can we switch to another song?" Hua Yiwu said.

"Young Master Hua is a top-tier star in the entertainment industry, with extraordinary strength. With Young Master Hua's skills, Qinghai-Tibet Plateau should be no problem. I also wish to witness Young Master Hua's strength; this is an exceptional opportunity, please don't decline." Lin Fan smiled, looking at Liu Jinwei.

Lin Fan's meaning was clear; Hua Yiwu could only sing Qinghai-Tibet Plateau because it was Lin Fan's choice. If Hua Yiwu refused, then Liu Jinwei would be responsible for making Hua Yiwu agree.

Liu Jinwei was really furious, he felt like killing Lin Fan. He, Liu Jinwei, had walked the jianghu for decades, and never felt so helpless like tonight. However, this humiliation couldn't be avoided, and after enduring it, he still needed to thank Lin Fan for letting him go.

He never imagined that his own 60th birthday, a joyous occasion, would be so ruined because of Lin Fan.

Liu Jinwei forced a smile and said, "Xiaohua, I also want to hear this song, consider it as a birthday gift for me, it's settled then."

Hua Yiwu panicked, damn it, does he really have to sing Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, this is really risking his life.

"Singing Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is not impossible, Brother Wei, how are the equipments here? I'd like some electronic sound, is that possible?" Hua Yiwu asked.

Liu Jinwei knew nothing about music, "What's electronic sound, what is that?"

Hua Yiwu sweated; Liu Jinwei didn't even know what electronic sound was, so how could he expect there to be electronic sound equipment here?

Lin Fan said, "Brother Wei, you don't know, electronic sound is a tool for processing sound, making the original sound distorted as if electrified. Generally, people with poor singing skills like to use electronic sound, thus masking their flaws. To put it bluntly, it's like a fig leaf."

Liu Jinwei responded, "Is that so? Why do you need such a thing!"

Hua Yiwu blushed as Lin Fan hit a sore spot.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "With Young Master Hua's skills, there is no need to hide behind electronic sound. Young Master Hua was just casually asking, isn't that right?"

Hua Yiwu really wanted to rush over and punch Lin Fan.

Hua Yiwu couldn't admit that his singing was bad, so he could only cough a couple of times and say, "Cough, never mind if there's none."

Lin Fan said, "Brother Wei, I have to get going later, since we've agreed on it, I think we can start. Oh, I heard Brother Wei's filming crew is all set, don't forget to record Hua's performance later, it's bound to be a classic worth rewatching."

Liu Jinwei nodded, then walked up to the stage.

Suddenly, the room went silent as everyone watched Liu Jinwei.

Liu Jinwei chuckled, "Thank you all for being here and attending my birthday banquet, I'm really honored. On this joyous night, I'm very pleased to have invited top-tier star Hua Yiwu from the entertainment industry. Xiaohua just told me he's going to perform a song to add joy to my birthday banquet, do you all want to hear it?"

"Yes!"

"Great!"

The crowd was enthusiastic, clapping with excitement.

"I've heard of Hua Yiwu's fame, but never seen him perform live!"

"Thanks to Brother Wei, we get to see a top-tier performance tonight!"

"Master Wei surely has pull, managing to invite Hua Yiwu for free."

"Just not sure about Hua Yiwu's actual skills, ahem, online reviews aren't great."

People started to whisper among themselves.

Hua Yiwu's rise to fame wasn't because he was talented, mostly it was because he was handsome, charming numerous female fans. In reality, Hua Yiwu's skills were often criticized. He was exactly the type Lin Fan mentioned, relying on electronic sound to mask himself.

At this point, Liu Jinwei on stage said, "Give a round of applause and let's welcome Hua Yiwu, Xiaohua, come on up."

Hua Yiwu mustered some courage and stepped onto the stage, forcing a smile, "Hello everyone, I'm Hua Yiwu."

The applause was warm.

Liu Jinwei laughed, "Xiaohua told me he'll be singing Qinghai-Tibet Plateau."

"What, Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, I wonder why Young Master Hua chose to sing this song, is there any significance?" Lin Fan hollered from the audience.

"This..." Hua Yiwu wanted to curse, what meaning could it have, it was all because Lin Fan forced him. If Lin Fan hadn't chosen it, he wouldn't be singing it.

But Lin Fan's question obviously caught everyone's attention, and for a moment, all eyes were on Hua Yiwu, waiting for his answer.

Hua Yiwu had to toughen up, make up something casually, "Well, what's characteristic about Qinghai-Tibet Plateau? It's lofty and vast. I hope through this song to wish Brother Wei a long life and continued success."

"Bravo!"

The audience clapped and cheered.

Liu Jinwei chuckled, "Xiaohua is really thoughtful."

Hua Yiwu quietly wiped his sweat, lucky for his quick thinking, Lin Fan didn't get the best of him.

Inside, Hua Yiwu was fuming, Lin Fan was still causing him trouble, this guy was too wicked.

Liu Jinwei said, "Let's not delay, the stage is yours Xiaohua."

The audience clapped, screamed, and cheered.

"Hua Yiwu's move is bold, choosing such a challenging song, seems like he's very confident!"

"Could it be that we misunderstood before, and Hua Yiwu's actually very talented?"

"Daring to sing this song, that says a lot."

"From my perspective, Hua Yiwu is trying to turn the tide this time to prove his talents!"

The audience buzzed with discussion, many realized they might have previously misjudged Hua Yiwu, he might actually be quite talented!

Hua Yiwu took the microphone from Liu Jinwei, walked to the center of the stage, as the music began to play.

All at once, the crowd quieted down, waiting for Hua Yiwu's performance.

Hua Yiwu maintained an appearance of calm, but inside he was about to cry, bloody hell, not only forced into this, but also without electronic sound for Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, such a devilishly difficult song!

But here he was, backed into a corner, nowhere to hide, he could only brace himself and follow the musical rhythm as he began to sing.

"Who brought the ancient call, who left the thousand-year prayer, could it be there's still..."

Hua Yiwu started singing, and the first line was already off-key.

The audience had high hopes for Hua Yiwu, initially wanting to enjoy the performance.

However...

Hua Yiwu's singing couldn't immerse them in the music, it didn't bring any enjoyment. Instead, it continuously heightened their discomfort, because he was off-key almost every line.

After a while, the audience exchanged looks; they finally had to admit, what the hell was this, this was so damn awful, it was pure torture.

This wasn't Hua Yiwu proving his talent; it was a public display of self-embarrassment!