Chapter 369: An Alternative Classic: A Huagu Opera-Style English Song Makes Its Debut!

"If you eat an egg and find it delicious, why must you go meet the hen that laid it?"

This line was spoken by Master Qian Zhongshu in a past life.

Once this line is spoken, won't it slaughter on all sides and wake the dreamer with a single word?

Staging a young girl's repentance?

Tsk! This Wan Zi doesn't bear the surname Pan.

Su Meng was also secretly proud in his heart.

But what he didn't expect was that the middle-aged man and the little assistant actually understood.

But this little girl of ten or so... stared with a pair of confused big eyes, her face full of doubt.

"Right, it's just unnecessary!"

Su Meng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Pan Tian... oh no, Wan Zi, let me ask you."

"If you eat an egg and find it delicious, do you need to meet the hen that laid it?"

"No need!" Wan Zi said blankly.

"Then if you wear a piece of clothing and it looks good, do you need to meet the worker who made the clothes?"

"No need!"

"Then if you watch a movie and it looks good, do you need to meet the people who acted in the movie?"

"No... need! Need! This one must need!"

Wan Zi almost got led into a ditch by him, suddenly woke up, and shouted loudly.

"Must need! This is where our fans' duty lies!"

"For our own idol, charge!"

Damn! Su Meng almost slapped his own forehead.

How is this girl unyielding to both oil and salt?

I damn well don't believe it; I've lived two lives, yet I can't handle a little girl like you?

"Wan Zi, then let me ask you, you fan me as an idol, exactly what point of mine do you like?"

In his heart, however, he was determined.

Whatever point you like about me, can't I just change it?

Wan Zi didn't even think, and blurted it out.

"Because you're handsome!"

Because you're handsome...

You're handsome...

Handsome...

A few words echoed in the reception room; Su Meng was almost numb.

You really damn well hit my soft spot!

I'm not going to disfigure myself for you, am I?

Wan Zi has already gotten interested, and said with great enthusiasm.

"You're so handsome, don't you have any idea in your own heart?"

"Our entire Third Troupe came for your looks!"

"By the way, brother, later let's take a few more photos together and make them jealous to death!"

"And also, brother, isn't your birthday coming up soon?"

"I have already planned it!"

"At that time, I will rent out the Magic City Whale Wall at the Aegean Sea Shopping Park, put up your photos, and celebrate your birthday for you!"

"I want the whole world to know brother's handsomeness!"

"Don't~~~~" Su Meng's face turned green, and he jumped straight up.

Damn, I've only heard before that fans rent out city landmarks for light shows and such to celebrate a star's birthday.

And yet today it actually happened to me?

Su Meng didn't know what other stars were thinking.

But just thinking of his own big face occupying the entire landmark's big screen, Su Meng felt an unprovoked flush of shame.

Although he transmigrated into a traffic idol, he had never once considered himself a star!

Two lives, original intention unchanged; I am just an ordinary person!

Taking a deep breath, Su Meng decided to change his approach.

Since reasoning won't work, then I have no choice but to appeal to emotion.

"Wan Zi, let me ask you, do you know what day my birthday is, right?"

"Yes, yes!" Wan Zi nodded repeatedly.

"I know your birthday, zodiac sign, height, weight..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Su Meng hurriedly cut her off.

"Then let me ask you, do you know what day your father's birthday is?"

"Him?" Wan Zi looked at the middle-aged man and shook her head honestly.

"I don't know; why would I need to know that? He doesn't need me to give him a gift."

The middle-aged man's face instantly turned black.

So you don't even know your own father's birthday, yet you know a stranger's inside out?

Seeing signs that he was about to lose his temper, Su Meng hurriedly spoke first.

"Look, your father worked so hard to raise you to this size; it wasn't easy at all."

"Shouldn't you take more time to accompany him?"

"And he earns money so hard, yet you waste it like this; don't you feel you shouldn't?"

"I am just an outsider; I truly am not worth such investment from you."

"You should put your time and energy into your studies and your family..."

"Him?" The little ball turned her head to look at her father, then at Su Meng.

"Does he earn money very hard? I don't think so!"

"And the money I gave you for your birthday was my own lucky money earned by me!"

"Also, he isn't as good-looking as you!"

Pfft~~~~ This reason was too powerful; it almost made Su Meng and the middle-aged man spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Miss, you are in the late stages of looks-obsession!

This is an illness; it must be treated!

From the moment the middle-aged man entered until now, he had remained completely silent.

Only now did he stand up and extend his right hand toward Su Meng.

"Hello, Mr. Su; I am Xie Lecheng, Xie Yingying's father."

"Oh, the little ball's name is Xie Yingying."

He had seen everything Su Meng had done just now, and his impression of Su Meng had changed somewhat.

Su Meng stood up and grasped his hand.

"Hello, Mr. Xie; I apologize; I am also very helpless."

The two looked at each other and suddenly found common ground.