"Is Qin Jun really going to sing at the press conference? Could he do it? Don't mess it up and embarrass Big Honey!”
"That's right, that's right. Isn't this guy too arrogant? Did he think that he could sing well just because he was handsome?”
"Oh my god, Big Honey finally managed to change the topic, but Qin Jun actually took the initiative to barge into the vortex. Is he really not afraid of losing face?”
"If he really had such good musical talent and singing skills, why would he be frozen by the management company for three years?”
"Don't humiliate yourself. Otherwise, Big Mimi's press conference will be a joke!”
……
Seeing that Qin Jun was going to sing live, Yang Mi's tens of millions of fans who were watching the live broadcast on TV and online were unhappy. They could not help but complain.
They were really afraid of hearing Qin Jun's ghostly wails and howls, and they were even more afraid of hearing a trashy song that was unbearable to the ears.
Once this happened, their idol would really lose face.
Naturally, the complaints of Yang Mi's fans in front of the television could not be transmitted to the press conference venue, but the mocking expressions of the hundreds of entertainment reporters vividly displayed their thoughts.
Whether it was the fans and gossipers watching the live broadcast or the hundreds of reporters present, no one was optimistic about Qin Jun.
What did Qin Jun just say?
He said that he recalled a love story when he heard the word " white birch tree " and was inspired to compose a song called " White Birch Forest " on the spot?
Was this a f * cking joke?
Even Zhou Jiejun, who had created countless classic songs and was known as the King of Composing in the entertainment industry, did not dare to act like this in front of everyone!
From the start of the press conference until now, it's only been ten minutes, and you can write a song?
And he even dared to compare it to the famous song of the A-list celebrity, the ballad of Little Prince Huang Baitao?
This wasn't posturing, this was being stupid!
Everyone present was an adult. They all knew that those who had the ability to act tough were awesome, while those who had no ability to act tough would really become idiots.
Therefore, hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at Qin Jun as if he was an idiot who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.
Your wife did not hesitate to openly fall out with an A-list celebrity and held a press conference to back you up and vent your anger. Why didn't you obediently hide at the side and live off her? Why did you jump out and cause trouble?
Wouldn't they become pig teammates?
Although Huang Baitao's acting and singing skills were average, he was a new A-list celebrity in the Chinese entertainment industry. His famous song,"White Birch Tree", was also a classic folk song.
If not for that, Huang Baitao would not have been called the Little Prince of Ballad.
Now that Qin Jun was using this classic ballad to attack, it was undoubtedly a very risky move.
If the quality of the song that came out of his mouth later was average, then he would really lose face to the Pacific Ocean.
"Can I trouble the staff to get me a guitar? Thank you!”
Qin Jun did not take the reporters 'mocking gazes to heart. He swept his gaze across the audience and then said to a staff member of Yang Mi's studio.
Faced with the request of her boss's husband, the staff member did not dare to be negligent. She immediately went on stage and handed a guitar to Qin Jun.
Although this was the first time Qin Jun had touched a guitar after transmigrating, he had become a true musical instrument master after receiving the inheritance of the system's all-rounded grandmaster.
As soon as he picked up the guitar, the music cells in his body began to boil. Memories of playing the guitar instantly surfaced in his mind.
At this moment, the warm and sunny man disappeared.
In his place was a grandmaster guitar player with an extraordinary temperament. Qin Jun gently plucked the strings, and the entire press conference venue was instantly enveloped by a powerful aura.
This was a powerful aura that controlled the entire scene. It was the resonance of a grandmaster-level powerhouse about to perform.
"Dong dong dong!"
Qin Jun held the guitar in one hand and quickly strummed the strings with the other. The three guitar sounds seemed to pierce through the spatial barrier in an instant and heavily knocked on everyone's souls.
Everyone's body trembled, and their faces revealed an incredulous expression.
Qin Jun, who was dressed in a simple white robe, seemed to have transformed into a handsome young master of a noble family who had wandered the world. His temperament was so otherworldly and so sacred.
His fingers were like fairies from the nine heavens, strumming the guitar quickly. A sad guitar sound echoed throughout the entire venue.
The simple yet profound guitar sound seemed to come from the heavens, as if it did not belong to the human world and could directly enter the soul of a person.
The short prelude of a dozen seconds had actually created a faint sorrowful mood, bringing everyone into this sorrowful mood.
In an instant, the noisy press conference became silent. Everyone did not even dare to breathe too hard, afraid that it would affect Qin Jun, who was playing the guitar.
After playing for another ten seconds, a complete concept enveloped everyone. Qin Jun, who was like a fairy from the nine heavens, opened his mouth and sang.
" White snow floated in the quiet village. Pigeons flew under the hazy sky.”
"The two names were carved on the white birch tree. They swore to love each other for the rest of their lives.”
"One day, when the flames of war reached his hometown, the young man picked up his gun and rushed to the border.”
"Darling, don't worry about me. Wait for me to come back to that white birch forest.”
" The sky is still cloudy and there are still pigeons flying. Who will prove the love and lives of those who have no tombstones?”
" The snow is still falling. The village is still peaceful. The young people are disappearing into the birchwood forest.”
……
Qin Jun slowly sang the representative song of the Chinese folk songs from Earth,"White Birch Forest".
With Qin Jun's perfect voice and grandmaster-level singing, this song was like a thunderbolt from the heavens, striking everyone's soul.
Everyone was so shocked that they peed their pants!
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