The moment the voice came out of the TV, Lu Xiaobu got angry: "What kind of garbage is this?"
Lu's father was taken aback: "Is it that bad? I think it's quite good!"
Lu Xiaobu: "Dad, he's completely singing blindly, okay? The pitch and all are fine, but it's missing a lot of emotion! It's lacking emotion!"
Lu's father was a bit confused: "Emotion?"
"Forget it, I'm going to find the show's team, I'm going to be a mentor!" Lu Xiaobu immediately prepared to leave.
Lu's father: "You haven't eaten yet."
"Not eating." Lu Xiaobu's voice came from far away.
"This brat!" Lu's father rolled his eyes and continued listening to the music while eating, thinking it sounded quite good.
Lu Xiaobu hurried all the way to the set of that Masked something-or-other show.
"Where's the person in charge?" Lu Xiaobu walked right in.
"Hello, Young Master Lu, I am the person in charge of the show, Qin Shaowen. How can I help you?" Qin Shaowen's attitude was extremely polite.
