Li Xiaoqiang had unwittingly become an idol in the eyes of his coworkers. Shu Yun had already walked up to Li Xiaoqiang's side and looked at him in shock, "I say Li, did you study music in the past?"
Li Xiaoqiang shook his head, "Nope, what's up, Yun-jie?"
Shu Yun gave Li Xiaoqiang a look, "Don't play dumb. You sing so well, if you're not music-trained, then you're just a genius. I'm puzzled, how come someone talented like you never got the chance to become one of those stars on TV? You see those celebrities, they usually just walk on the street, or they pick up trash, or they run street stalls, then get discovered by talent scouts and went on to live a life of a remarkable transformation."
Li Xiaoqiang helplessly shrugged his shoulders, "Ah, I've actually been troubled by that too. A man combining handsomeness with wisdom like me is overlooked by everyone. But never mind, it's their loss."
