Chapter 110

Although he didn't need it now, he would need it very much in the future.

Chen Mo thought to himself.

At this moment, the phone rang again.

Chen Mo answered the phone, and a voice came from inside: "Hello, Chen Mo, I am Michael Jackson."

After hearing Michael Jackson's voice, Chen Mo smiled instantly: "Mr. Michael, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Michael Jackson smiled on the other side and then fell into silence.

After a moment, Michael Jackson said: "Your album is great, especially that song *BABY*. I've heard it and like it very much. I want to invite you, hoping you can participate in my concert in Los Angeles this time."

Michael Jackson's words were very concise; Chen Mo could feel that the other party didn't seem to be a person good at socializing, and his personality should be introverted.

"Of course, Mr. Michael, I'm looking forward to being a guest at your concert. By the way, when does the concert start, and when should I go for a rehearsal?"

"The rehearsal will be on October 10th."

"Okay, then we'll be in touch."

After talking for a bit, Chen Mo hung up the phone.

The next day.

Because he was busy with album promotion, Chen Mo, who hadn't been to school for over ten days, took a car to school.

11-year-old Chen Mo was now starting middle school.

However, his age was considered the youngest in the class.

Just as he entered the school, Chen Mo was surrounded by students.

"Chen! I like your album so much! Please give me an autograph!"

"Chen Mo! Is *BABY* sung for me?"

"I have time tonight, Chen Mo, can I go to your house as a guest tonight?"

One has to say the maturity of children; at this time, there were not a few children who had tasted forbidden fruit, so many girls threw flirtatious glances at Chen Mo, and some directly stuffed notes.

Regarding this, Chen Mo felt both excited and helpless in his heart.

He was still too young now.

Let's wait a bit.

After much difficulty with these students, Chen Mo finally arrived at the classroom.

At this moment, in the classroom, Liu Yifei, who had just transferred to this school, was sitting quietly at her seat, wearing headphones, playing Chen Mo's new song *BABY*, while lowering her head and focusing on her book.

She was very beautiful, very much in line with the softness and beauty of an Oriental girl.

Many boys in the class had a good impression of Liu Yifei, who had just transferred, but Liu Yifei had an iceberg-like temperament; let alone boys, even girls didn't dare to get close.

"Hey, Poop-Blowing Girl, haven't seen you in a few days, did you miss me?"

Chen Mo leaned in front of Liu Yifei, resting his hands on her desk and asking with a smile.

Hearing Chen Mo's words, Liu Yifei raised her head, a blush appearing on her beautiful face, and the girl's beautiful eyes glared at Chen Mo.

Poop-Blowing Girl?

Why did he give her such a title!

If it weren't for Chen Mo's perfect face, Liu Yifei might have slapped him already.

"Hmph, if you call me that again, I'll tell Auntie!"

Liu Yifei said shyly and angrily.

"Just kidding. By the way, give me your study notes later."

Chen Mo said with a smile.

Liu Yifei took a notebook out of her desk and handed it to Chen Mo.

After Chen Mo took the textbook, he sat down directly next to Liu Fei, then opened the notebook and started reading.

Soon, the class bell rang.

Chen Mo began his school life.

October 3rd.

The time agreed upon with Michael Jackson arrived.

Chen Mo, who hadn't lived a school life for a few days, left school again and took a car directly to the concert.

The concert location was at the largest football stadium in Los Angeles, which could accommodate 70,000 spectators.

After arriving at the stadium, Chen Mo met Michael Jackson.

"Hey, Michael, I'm your fan, you have to give me an autograph later."

Chen Mo walked over and said familiarly with a smile.

Michael Jackson really wasn't good at communicating with people, so after seeing Chen Mo's familiar appearance, he was a bit unaccustomed at first, but soon he felt better.

"Okay, but you also have to give me an autograph later. That song of yours is great, I really like it."

Michael Jackson said seriously.

"Haha, of course."

"By the way, how is the rehearsal arranged? Do you just need me to sing *BABY*?"

"Hmm, yes."

Michael Jackson nodded.

Then he paused and added: "If you have other talents, you can also show them."

"I can street dance, I can dance a street dance at the concert."

Chen Mo said.

"Dance?"

A look of interest appeared on Michael Jackson's face...