Chapter 2223 - 2226: Living Beautifully Just to Show You

Amid the dumbfounded looks of all the musicians, Shen Qiang stood up with a smile and stepped onto the stage without the slightest stage fright. That tall, straight figure and sunny smile not only made the Cultivators present keep their mouths shut, but also made the other musicians look at each other in disbelief.

"Who's this young guy? He's handsome enough to live off his face alone. Is he a rookie from some company?"

"No idea, but that appearance is pretty much perfect, and his demeanor is extraordinary. He's got looks that don't lose to any pretty boy, plus this hard-to-describe masculine dominance. He's handsome in a very flavorful way."

"Such a weird feeling. He's not stunningly beautiful, but he's bright and sunny enough. His clothes are casual, yet he's got this rare overbearing edge. Especially that mocking smile at the corner of his mouth—clearly the air of someone used to being on top. With him writing songs like this…"

Under everyone's strange gazes, Shen Qiang calmly walked onto the stage.

Because Shen Qiang knew that since Gong Ziyi had already pulled this kind of stunt, even if he refused to go onstage, this host beside him would absolutely never let him off.

There would be no shortage of all kinds of nitpicking and troublemaking.

So if he refused to go up and started flustering with an ugly face, that would be what really made people laugh.

"Mr. Shen, Miss Qian Ning said that you volunteered to write a song for her, and claimed your song would definitely help her win. Is that true?"

The host smiled warmly.

Shen Qiang glanced at him sidelong. He knew perfectly well that with Qian Ning's temperament, there was no way she'd have said something like that to him.

"Yes, I did say that," Shen Qiang smiled.

In an instant, both inside the venue and outside, those big-name musicians all curled their lips and shook their heads.

"Young people really don't know how high the sky is. Ai Ruoling's song was created by seven top-tier musicians working together. You can basically call it a sure-hit track. Forget just in Huaxia, even worldwide, that song could go charting."

"A newborn calf isn't afraid of tigers, huh? There really isn't anything he doesn't dare say. Just talking about Ai Ruoling's track, it's practically perfect, completely in line with current trends. It's the kind of top-tier song even superstar singers rarely get their hands on."

"Hearing Shen Qiang talk this arrogantly, my goodwill toward him just dropped by eighty percent. Unless he can prove he really pulled it off, this guy deserves to be blocked."

The expressions on everyone's faces made the corners of Gong Ziyi's mouth curl up in a smile, and he then gave the host a serious, approving look.

The host, catching his meaning, smiled again and continued, "Thank you, Mr. Shen, for your honesty. But I heard you're an artist with a bad record. You were originally set to co-star with the stunning Best Actress, Song Weiyin, in a brand-new Chu Liuxiang Legend, but because of your misconduct, the film couldn't be shot in the end."

As soon as those words came out.

The whole place instantly went into an uproar. Though everyone's eyes were filled with shock, basically no one spoke. After all, Shen Qiang was right here; without a deep grudge, who'd be stupid enough to run their mouth at a time like this?

But online was a different story.

In the barrage that had previously been spammed by a clear army of fangirls, countless "righteous" men suddenly stepped out.

"Damn, a guy like this still dares to get on stage? Someone should beat him to death!"

"Just by looking at his smug bastard face, I knew he wasn't any good!"

"There's not a single good guy among the handsome ones!"

And just as they were all shocked and curious, Shen Qiang suddenly smiled. "Hello, Mr. Host. Your question is very sharp. After the show ends, please accept my lawyer's letter."

In that instant, everyone was dumbfounded.

"The so-called 'bad record' you mentioned is because the gentleman sitting to my left in the audience got jealous that I was very popular with girls. He secretly took photos of me with different girls and used threats of pulling his investment from the movie to pressure the producers, forcing them to change their minds and kick me out of the cast."

At this time, listening to Shen Qiang's words but not knowing what exactly was going on, the lighting technician had already thrown the spotlight onto Gong Ziyi.

Seeing that all eyes were on him, Gong Ziyi took the mic passed over by a staff member, smiled, and said, "Nonsense. Mr. Shen, such baseless accusations won't hold water."

On stage, Shen Qiang smiled. "Right, I know it won't hold up in court. But you insisted on playing Chu Liuxiang yourself, to the point that Song Weiyin would rather break the contract than shoot Chu Liuxiang. You're not going to say that never happened, are you?"

In an instant, everyone present froze, sizing up the short and fat Gong Ziyi from head to toe before bursting into laughter.

"I get it now. If it were me, I wouldn't act either."

"Heh, this is killing me. That young guy on stage playing Chu Liuxiang would actually work. Both his looks and aura fit. A Heroic Thief should be handsome and dashing."

"Hahaha, so that really happened?"

Amid the snickers all around, Gong Ziyi's face instantly turned the color of pig liver. He snapped, "Mr. Shen, watch yourself. This is Heavenly Voice Singer!"

With that, he shoved the mic straight into the hands of a nearby staffer.

Not only was he fuming, he was roaring with rage in his heart.

"Shameless! Despicable! Vile! In all my life I've never seen anyone this shameless, actually dragging up old stuff here!"

Meanwhile, on stage, Shen Qiang's eyes were smiling into crescents.

"You thought that after using dirty tricks to screw me over, that'd be the end of it? The world's small, we were bound to cross paths again. You hand me your face on a platter—if I don't slap you till you're picking your teeth up off the floor, wouldn't that be doing you a disservice?"

Seeing Gong Ziyi's flushed face, about to blow a gasket, the host hurriedly stepped in to save the show.

"Mr. Shen, since you're so confident in your talent, why didn't you study a music-related major and instead chose to become a Doctor?"

Hearing this, everyone present once again focused their gaze on Shen Qiang.

Noticing all eyes fixed on him, Shen Qiang smiled lightly, then let his expression cool as he said calmly, "A true man in this world, if he cannot be a good prime minister, then he should be a good Doctor. That's what my father told me on my fourteenth birthday."

Facing their stunned expressions, Shen Qiang went on evenly, "He said that's what a man should do—heal the world and save people, give selflessly. I thought he was right. People should do something meaningful with their lives, so I chose to be a Doctor."

"Does that mean you're not professional enough in lyric writing and composition?" The host, unwilling to give Shen Qiang any chance to shine, cut him off.

Shen Qiang chuckled and, still unruffled, said, "But after entering society, I found that society's values had twisted. No one cares whether they've ever done anything for others. Their lifelong dream is just a bit of petty profit right in front of them."

"Mr. Shen." The host interrupted.

Shen Qiang gave him a contemptuous look and said, "I've got more money than you, so I'm better than you. My dad's more powerful than your dad, so I'm stronger than you. The urge to compare is rampant, people have no pride or backbone, they only know how to curry favor with the powerful. So I wrote a song for Qian Ning called 'Living Beautifully Just to Show You.' As for whether it's professional enough—you can judge for yourselves."

With that, Shen Qiang didn't even spare the host a glance and walked straight off.