System Makes Me Super Star

"Your Chinese is really going too far! We clearly said that we would go on stage at ten o'clock for Zhiji. What does it mean to change to nine-thirty? "    

A woman around 30 years old with her hands on her waist said angrily.    

Lee Wenshan frowned slightly.    

He did not say anything, but an assistant director named Chen An beside him quickly whispered in a low voice.    

"Sorry, sorry."    

At this moment, a twenty-something-year-old man with fair skin and gorgeous clothes spoke in Chinese.    

"No, it's fine. "9: 30 is pretty good."    

"Mr. Soong Zhiji, thank you for understanding. Your program is still on, but it was half an hour earlier. "    

"Mm …" "Yes, it's fine."    

Soong Zhiji revealed a smile that he thought was pretty.    

After Lee Wenshan left, he indifferently said,    

"I really don't like this Korean. His smile is not sincere."    

The smile on Chen An's face also disappeared.    

"Humph!" That woman, kept on talking about your Chinese, could it be, she isn't a Chinese? "    

"Forget it, we just need to talk things through here." Let's go to the scene and check it out one last time. "    

"The Spring Festival Gala is about to begin in an hour."    

"Alright."    

After Lee Wenshan left, the smile on Soong Zhiji's face also disappeared.    

He said lightly,    

"Wu Xiao, the one who squeezed out my seat was Lu Lee?"    

"Yes, Zhiji." It was this Lu Lee. I never thought that Lu Lee would really come to participate in the Spring Festival Gala. "    

"Didn't the internet say that he's at home right now?"    

"That's right, but I don't know why he would come to participate in the Spring Festival Gala."    

"Let's go, come with me to visit Lu Lee." I want to see who the number one Human King in China is. "    

Lu Lee was helpless.    

What he hated the most was having people around his head.    

Speaking of which …    

Do you have to put some glue in your hair?    

This thing smells so fucking bad.    

Moreover …    

Do you want to comb this hair on my back?    

I am Fresh Meat, you know.    

I rely on my face to live!    

Unexpectedly, after dressing up, Loong Xi felt a strange feeling from Lu Lee.    

Lu Lee, he...    

This was a bit like a domineering CEO!    

He …    

So handsome!    

Lu Lee said helplessly, "Is it a huge ugly?"    

"Wow!" It's too cool! "    

"Ahh, I didn't expect Lu Lee to be so handsome. His hair style and his big red shirt." Oh my god! "Too cool.    

"Like I said, people rely on their clothes and horses rely on their saddles! After dressing up, Lu Lee has at least improved a few grades. "    

Lu Lee's mouth twitched.    

Are you sure I'm handsome with this big backside?    

Why do I feel like Wang Cong?    

Loong Xi nodded and smiled.    

"Too cool!" I didn't expect you to be so handsome. "    

Lu Lee's eyes lit up.    

"Really? Am I really that handsome? "    

"Hm!" "At least it's cool at this time of year."    

"Hahaha, as expected, our country's number one Fresh Meat is not called for nothing."    

"First Small... "Fresh Meat?"    

Just at this moment …    

A crappy Chinese voice came from the door.    

Lu Lee turned around. When he saw a handsome man, he was stunned.    

This man …    

He's a little handsome, almost catching up to me.    

Soong Zhiji chuckled.    

"You … You are China's number one, Fresh Meat? "    

"Yeah."    

"Ha ha-ha ha, good! "Very good!"    

Soong Zhiji couldn't help but laugh.    

To be honest, he couldn't accept Lu Lee's handsome appearance.    

Speaking of which …    

In this era, who would still comb their hair?    

How muddy!    

If he was still called China's number one, Fresh Meat, then how bad was his country's Fresh Meat?