"What are they talking about so much? What are they saying?"
Mei Mei, sitting below the stage, had innocently been used by Shi Zhe as the subject of his question. But she wasn't stupid. Although she didn't understand Chinese, she knew that Hua Xia fans had given her the nickname Mei Mei.
Old Kobe and O'Neal were just as confused. Old Kobe's Chinese was much better now, but he still couldn't understand much. As for O'Neal, there was even less to say.
Fortunately, Yao Ming was sitting beside them and explained, "That's the program's rule. The first singer to perform gives the last singer a prompt and makes him create and perform a song on the spot."
"Oh, that's difficult." Mei Mei was startled, then asked, "Then why did they mention me?"
Yao Ming smiled as he explained, "Because he said he was your fan. So he gave the last singer an English-song prompt and required it to include electronic music."
"Isn't that making things even harder? A Hua Xia singer has to write an English song on the spot? And it has to include electronic music? That's way too difficult!"
Mei Mei was completely shocked. She even suspected, "Could this have been arranged by the script?"
Yao Ming laughed. "If it were someone else, I'd believe it was scripted. But with him, absolutely not."
"Oh? Who is this singer? I've heard of several famous singers from Hua Xia," Mei Mei asked curiously.
Yao Ming laughed heartily and pointed at Old Kobe and the others. "He's the owner of the Lakers, the pride of Hua Xia, the World's Richest Man, and a supremely talented singer as well."
"Wow! I've heard his songs, 'Monsters' and 'Love Yourself.' They're very famous on YouTube, and ranked very highly," Mei Mei said.
"He's also