In the living room.
The handsome young man who was leaning on the sofa on the other side curled his lips slightly.
"My good big brother!"
"I'm here on Father's orders to see how you're doing!”
"I'll help father supervise him while I'm at it. Big brother, how's your self-reflection?”
"Now it seems!"
Bai Wuchen, who was dressed in a black windbreaker, picked up the teacup on the table, put it to the tip of his nose, and sniffed it lightly.
He turned his wrist.
Crash!
The tea was poured onto the carpet.
Her posture was elegant.
His expression was arrogant.
It was filled with an insufferably arrogant unruliness and the pleasure of revenge.
He finally spat out the words he had been hiding.
"Your self-reflection is destined to disappoint father!”
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
"I don't know, big brother, how long are you going to be locked up in this house?”
"A month? Three months? Half a year? A year? Or even longer!"
Bai Wuchen stood up and walked to Bai Wushuang's side calmly. He bent down and looked down.
He looked at Bai Wushuang.
"But whether you go out or not!”
"You can't change anything. Father is already disappointed in you!”
"You have become an abandoned child of the Bai family!"
"And I will replace you as the new generation's pride!”
Bai Wushuang looked at Bai Wuchen with disdain.
On the surface, he seemed unmoved.
"Don't call me that intimately!"
"This Young Master has never had a younger brother like you!”
"A nameless illegitimate child who has no status really thinks that he can fly up to the branches and soar into the nine heavens!”
"Not to mention that I'm the direct descendant of the Bai family and have inherited all the teachings of the Bai family. No one in the younger generation can compare to me. I have the hope of becoming the new master of the Bai family's folk arts in ten years.”
"Even if it's the relatives and elders of the Bai family, how could they agree to let you accept everything from the Bai family! In the end, you still have to bring me back.”
Bai Wuchen was furious!
He was hit where it hurt.
He looked at Bai Wushuang, who was in dire straits but still had his magnificence.
He was so jealous that he scratched his heart.
Why are you all descendants of the Bai family? You, Bai Wushuang, were born to be a proud son of heaven. It's only right for you to enjoy everything.
And he could only hide in the dark and study opera hard, but he was never recognized.
However…
It didn't matter!
Now, the opportunity had finally come!
Bai Wushuang had played himself to death.
He would do his best to take back everything that belonged to him.
Bai Wuchen suppressed the anger in his heart and stared coldly at Bai Wushuang, who had not changed his expression from the beginning to the end. He could not help but sneer.
" Number one of the younger generation!"
"Ridiculous!"
"Who doesn't know that you're a joke now!”
"Now, you, Bai Wushuang, have long become a street rat, hated by everyone!”
"But don't worry! I've already thought about it!"
"Since you fell into Du Sansheng's hands, I'll start with him!”
"As long as I take care of him, the entire Bai family will look at me in a new light. It's only a matter of time before I surpass you. At that time, you can only obediently be a dog by my side, wagging your tail and begging for mercy!”
Looking at the proud Bai Wuchen, Bai Wushuang sneered.
"Du Sansheng is terrifyingly strong!"
"No one can compete with his opera skills unless he's a top-notch master!”
"You are too weak!"
"You don't even have the right to be hung up and beaten!”
Bai Wuchen was not thinking at all, as if he had already expected Bai Wushuang's reaction.
"Me, stupid brother!"
"Do you think everyone is like you, with water in their heads?”
"There are thousands of ways to make people miserable in this world. Why would I be stupid enough to choose a path that is destined to fail?”
"I still have to thank you for paving the way for me previously, which saved me a lot of trouble!”
"This time, I'll let you and everyone in the Bai family see my ability!”
A conversation that was destined to end on bad terms ended.
Looking at Bai Wuchen's arrogant back, Bai Wushuang revealed a triumphant smile.
"Idiot!"
Both Bai Wuchen and Du Sansheng were his enemies.
One schemed for his position, while the other blocked his path.
The two of them were dog-eat-dog. No matter who lost, he would be very happy.
As long as he sat on the fishing platform.
He would be able to watch the snipe and clam fight, and in the end, he would be the fisherman who benefited.
Du Sansheng had been defeated. Master Du would definitely not watch Bai Wuchen destroy the hope of the opera world.
The Bai family would definitely give up on Bai Wuchen to appease Master Du.
Bai Wuchen was defeated.
It just so happened that he had lost an opponent and vented the anger in his chest.
No matter what, he would not lose out.
He was in a great mood!
He needed to vent.
He had not had enough of that little pet in the basement!
It was time for something more exciting!
With this thought in mind, Bai Wushuang stood up and walked excitedly to the basement.
The green-robed middle-aged man sent Bai Wuchen to the door and was about to turn around and leave.
Bai Wuchen's voice suddenly sounded in her ears.
"I want to make a deal with you!"
A few minutes later, the green-robed middle-aged man returned to the living room and saw that Bai Wushuang had disappeared. He subconsciously heaved a sigh of relief.
He walked towards the basement.
As the distance got closer and closer.
She heard her youngest son's heart-wrenching cry and Bai Wushuang's extremely happy laughter coming from inside.
He could not help but clench his fists.
He couldn't help but think of the deal that Bai Wuchen had proposed.
His eyes were filled with struggle.
Then, he gradually became more determined.
A vicious glint flashed past.
………………
Time flew by.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
During this period, Du Sansheng and Tan Miaomiao had a day of sightseeing in the capital. For the remaining two days, he asked Tan Miaomiao to find a practice room and spent the whole time familiarizing himself with the system's rewards and various master-level techniques.
It had completely become his own.
Only by familiarizing himself with his own strength could he use it more freely when needed and turn it into his true strength.
This was a rule passed down from the older generation.
He had to be ready to go on stage at all times.
Only after decades of training could one achieve the most stunning moment on the stage.
The sword edge was sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms came from the bitter cold.
Even with the System, Du Sansheng would not allow himself to slack off, regardless of whether it was a habit he had developed over the past 18 years or his own will.
National style!
It was not just superb skills, but also superb art.
It was also the practice of putting what he practiced into practice, the perseverance of his will, and the virtue of combining knowledge with action.
Yes, art!
Yes, culture!
More importantly, his spirit!
Since he had accepted the mission given to him by the system.
He was Du Sansheng!
It's fine if you don't do it!
If he wanted to do it, he had to do it to the best of his ability!
This was also the principle that every generation of top art masters abided by.
The current Du Sansheng had already begun to bloom, the glory of a top-notch master.
At first, it was inconspicuous.
Once he had the chance, it would be like a prairie fire that could not be stopped.
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