Chapter 13 Song Shuqi's singing was like a wild boar barreling into a tranquil garden. Not only did it completely ruin the beautiful atmosphere, but compared to the others, his vocal skills seemed utterly dismal. Not just the passersby, but even the other people on the stage looked over, their eyes filled with confusion. Under the gaze of so many eyes and cameras, Song Shuqi's expression stiffened as he bit the bullet and kept singing. With great difficulty, he finally finished his part and…