A night of laughter.
In Zhao Yunsheng's room, he was chatting with his master, Teacher Yu.
Who still remembered the live broadcast of the competition?
No one cared about this.
Yan Min was very tactful and asked the staff to leave early.
The day's live broadcast ended here.
He had clearly watched it for an entire day.
But for some reason…
The audience suddenly felt that they couldn't get enough of it.
Time seemed to have passed too quickly.
"It's worth it. This show is really worth it!"
"I've been watching for a day, and I haven't seen enough at all.”
"Especially the last scene. It's so heartwarming.”
"Could it be the script?"
"It's completely natural that you didn't see it.”
"That's right. I love even the script.”
"Those who sat beside Old Guo and Teacher Yu just now, although they were all respectful, they were much less reserved than they were in the morning.”
"It's really good."
"So, our club is really a big happy family.”
"Why do I always feel like the person above is being sarcastic?”
"Hahaha, I've heard it a lot."
"It's over. I'm looking forward to tomorrow's crosstalk.”
"I feel like I must have insomnia at night. My mind is filled with my husband's appearance!”
"Me too!"
"Sigh, so this is love.”
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After dispersing in Zhao Yunsheng's room, the people who returned to their rooms did not sleep early.
It was so easy to sleep there.
She would be going on stage tomorrow.
After staying at home for so long and not going on stage, she always felt a little nervous.
Creating a new job in one night was stressful even for Old Guo and Teacher Yu.
Not to mention his disciples.
Even Ruan Yunping herself was a little terrified.
Only Zhao Yunsheng was magnanimous.
After going through it with Ruan Yunping, he immediately lay on the bed like a corpse.
"You're not here, right?"
"No, it's fine. Go to bed early and rest up.”
Zhao Yunsheng was confident.
"Alright, I'll listen to you."
Ruan Yunping shook her head with a bitter smile and went to another bed to lie down.
It was a good night's sleep.
In the blink of an eye, the next morning.
As soon as the live broadcast room opened, the screen cut to the door of Zhao Yunsheng's house.
Zhao Yunsheng suddenly appeared on the screen with a loudspeaker.
"Everyone, get up!"
"Everyone, get up!"
"Meng He Tang, sesame seed cake!"
"Zhou Jiuliang, Shang Jiuxi!"
"Qin Xiaoxian, Zhang Jiuling!"
"Zhang Helun, Wang Jiulong, wake up! You can start composing now!”
"Zhou Jiuliang, Zhou Baobao!"
He and Ruan Yunping arrived at Shang Jiuxi and Zhou Jiuliang's house. They each had their own house.
Zhao Yunsheng held a loudspeaker and rebuked Shang Jiuxi,"Jiu Xi, Baby Headless, wake up, wake up, it's time to wake up, you can start composing!”
"Go and take his battery!"
Zhou Jiuliang lay on the bed and was in a bad mood.
Zhao Yunsheng walked over and slapped his butt a few times.
"Time to get up!"
"The boundless horizon is my love, the flowers are blooming at the foot of the continuous green mountains."
He held the loudspeaker and started singing.
"Aiya, what is Brother Mo doing!”
"What song is this?"
Meng Hetang sat on the bed and rubbed her eyes in confusion.
"Who knows? It's most likely Brother Mo who wrote it himself, ha ~"
The pancake yawned.
" The boundless horizon is my love. The flowers are blooming at the foot of the green mountains…Come on, get up!"
Being affected by Zhao Yunsheng's singing, even if she was sleepy, she was no longer sleepy.
Shaobing, Meng Hetang, Zhang Helun, Zhang Jiuling, and the others left the house sparsely.
"Ha ~ Brother Mo, you're so energetic so early in the morning!”
Zhang Helun complained.
"What time were you guys up until last night?”
"Three points!"
"Four points!"
"I just laid down not long ago."
"Five or six."
No one was in high spirits.
"Alright, alright, be more energetic. When Little Yue comes, we'll go to the scene!”
Soon, Yue Yunpeng arrived.
He was very surprised to see his fellow disciples lined up neatly in a row.
"Why are you all so early?"
" It's all thanks to Brother Mo's alarm clock!"
Zhou Jiuliang smiled bitterly as he spoke of everyone's new life.
"But Brother Mo's song this morning was pretty good.”
"Yes, yes, it's quite nice."
"Brother Little San, what should we call it?"
Meng He Tang asked.
"The Hottest National Style."
Zhao Yunsheng didn't say that she wrote it herself. In any case, others would think so.
In this world, there was no such combination, so he was naturally not afraid.
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"Brother Mo wrote the song?"
"It's quite exciting to hear it so early in the morning."
"The most flamboyant ethnic style. This song title feels so rustic.”
"Hahaha, I can't be compared to the third brother who played 'Dancing Wild Bees' last night.”
" The style is completely different now!"
"But it's really brainwashed."
My mind is now filled with 'The boundless horizon is my love, and the flowers are blooming at the foot of the endless green hills.'”
"Me too!"
"Brother Mo, when will you release a single?”
"My husband is so talented!"
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