I became a movie star at the age of three; Dilraba and I are childhood sweethearts.

The old man's voice was deep and seductive.

"You are very talented."

"Do you want to go further in the music industry?"

"I can help you, little one, as long as you're obedient."

His hand reached out to Xiao Chen again, this time targeting Xiao Chen's waist.

Xiao Chen's smile vanished completely.

A chilling coldness settled in his eyes.

Before the person in front of him could react, Xiao Chen raised his hand, seemingly casually but precisely intercepting the outstretched wrist.

As he tightened his grip, the old man felt a numbness in his wrist, followed by a sharp pain.

"Let go, kid!"

The old man's expression changed slightly.

He never expected that this seemingly thin and frail boy with rosy lips and white teeth would be so strong.

Xiao Chen did not speak.

But those beautiful peach blossom eyes were now so cold that they sent chills down one's spine.

Seventeen-year-old Xiao Chen is already 1.83 meters tall.

But he still looked young next to his father, who was two meters tall.

But his composure made his father feel uneasy for no reason.

Xiao Chen snorted coldly and spoke in standard English this time.

"If you dare touch me with your dirty hands, I'll break your hands."

Xiao Chen spoke each word slowly and deliberately, exuding an undeniable authority.

Dad was furious.

His status in the industry is well-known.

No one has ever dared to treat him like that at the Grammy Awards.

He tried to pull his hand back, but found that Xiao Chen was holding his wrist tightly.

The old man was furious and embarrassed.

"You fucking want to die!"

After saying that, he swung his other hand hard at Xiao Chen's face.

Just then, Xiao Chen's body leaned backward.

He dodged his father's heavy punch at an incredible angle.

At the same time, he flipped his wrist and twisted his father's arm behind his back.

Then, a clean and crisp over-the-shoulder throw.

boom--!

The father, who was over two meters tall, was powerless to resist and was slammed to the ground by Xiao Chen.

joke.

Xiao Chen was a martial arts performer in his previous life.

A true martial arts expert.

Even in this life, Xiao Chen never forgot to take time out every day to exercise.

The entire awards ceremony fell silent instantly.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden scene.

The old man fell to the ground and struggled in pain.

He never imagined that a seventeen-year-old Asian boy would possess such skill.

Xiao Chen's eyes were icy cold.

He crouched down, leaned close to his father's ear, and spoke with disdain and warning.

"Don't think that just because you have some money and fame, you can do whatever you want."

"If you dare to have any more crooked ideas, I won't hesitate to make sure you can never stand in public again."

In his life, what he hated most was this kind of disgusting behavior of bullying others by taking advantage of one's power.

In his past life, Justin Bieber was once coerced by this old dog.

What's more, now this old dog dares to lay his dirty hands on me.

crazy!

Xiao Chen has gone mad!

Wang Jinhua was terrified when she witnessed this scene.

She knew that Xiao Chen had practiced martial arts since childhood and was highly skilled.

But this is the Grammys!

It was a live broadcast worldwide!

How could this kid make a move here!

No matter what... cough... a fight backstage is fine too!

After a brief silence, the entire scene erupted in cheers.

The reporters who had been waiting around all rushed forward.

"Oh my god! It's Xiao Chen! He hit Dad!"

"Breaking news! This is absolutely breaking news!"

"Quick, take a picture! Quick, take a picture! An assault at the Grammy Awards! Unprecedented!"

"Get a close-up! Dad fell to the ground and can't get up!"

Security personnel responded to the commotion, but they seemed helpless in the face of the frenzied reporters.

Faced with such a momentous news story, who can stop these crazy reporters?

Countless cameras were focused on Xiao Chen and his father lying on the ground.

Exclamations and discussions in various languages ​​intertwined.

Wang Jinhua squeezed through the crowd and rushed to Xiao Chen's side.

"Xiao Chen! Are you alright?"

She grabbed Xiao Chen's wrist and felt its icy coldness.

But her worries were obviously unnecessary. Xiao Chen didn't panic, though his eyes still held anger.

If these reporters hadn't suddenly swarmed around him, Xiao Chen probably would have added a few more kicks.

Wang Jinhua had no time to spare for anything else.

"Quick! Let's go!"

She knew the situation was serious.

We must leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.

Wang Jinhua pushed Xiao Chen forward through the chaos.

More security personnel were deployed to continuously block the frantic reporters.

But their numbers are far fewer than the army of journalists.

The situation briefly spiraled out of control.

Avril stared blankly at the scene, her mind going blank, her heart pounding.

She witnessed the entire process of Xiao Chen making his move.

Good heavens...

How can he be so handsome!

However, Avril was also worried about Xiao Chen.

This guy is so popular in the Western music scene, I wonder what price Xiao Chen will have to pay.

……

Wang Jinhua practically dragged Xiao Chen out of the Staples Center.

A nanny van was already waiting at the door.

She opened the car door and shoved Xiao Chen inside.

I quickly got on the bus myself.

She yelled at the driver, her voice hoarse.

"Drive! Quickly!"

The car shot off like a rocket.

They shook off the countless flashes of light behind them.

The atmosphere inside the car was somber.

Wang Jinhua let out a long sigh of relief and turned to look at Xiao Chen.

The boy leaned back in his chair, his eyes closed, his face still cold.

Recalling the scene just now, Wang Jinhua's voice trembled, filled with helplessness.

"Xiao Chen, how...how could you do this here?"

"Do you know what kind of occasion this is?"

"Live globally! Do you know how much trouble you'll get into after that punch?!"

Xiao Chen opened his eyes and looked at the street scene rushing past the window.

The neon lights of Los Angeles danced in his eyes, but they held no warmth.

Xiao Chen's voice was low and deep, filled with suppressed anger.

"He deserves to be hit."

"He shouldn't have had those crooked thoughts."

Wang Jinhua's heart skipped a beat.

She rarely saw Xiao Chen so angry.

This child was sensible from a young age. Although reserved, he never lost his temper with anyone.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with hostility.

Wang Jinhua sighed.

I understand your anger.

"That old man is indeed notorious in the industry."

"I've heard a lot about him bullying newcomers before, but you..."

She paused.

"You're too impulsive."

"His background and influence are deeply entrenched in the Western music scene."

"He will cause you a lot of trouble."

Xiao Chen snorted coldly, his eyes filled with mockery.

"trouble?"

"I never cause trouble. But don't even think about getting trouble on my head."

"I'd rather follow my own heart. If all else fails, I'll just quit this industry."

His tone was resolute, showing no sign of backing down.

He lived a miserable life in his previous life, but in this life, he will live freely.

He wants to take control of his own life.

Wang Jinhua looked at him, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

She knew Xiao Chen's temper all too well.

This kid is tough at heart.

Although Wang Jinhua was very worried, she also felt that he had done the right thing.

What a scumbag.

They deserve to be taught a lesson!