In the quiet and awkward atmosphere, Yang Zhongwei picked up the microphone."Hmm…"
Then, he put down the microphone with an awkward smile. After thinking for a while, he raised the microphone again.
"I don't think I have green hair…"
Yang Zhongwei's voice became softer and softer as he spoke. Every poem had a different artistic conception. He did not want to interpret it casually in front of so many people and be laughed at for being uncultured.
But the problem was that he really didn't know what to say.
"But thank you."
In the end, he could only bow slightly to Huang Yu and the male god in ancient costume to express his gratitude.
After Yang Zhongwei finished speaking, the scene was silent for a few seconds, and then there were faint bursts of laughter.
Jiang Sheng looked at the awkward Yang Zhongwei on the stage with mixed feelings.
The singer responded to the audience seriously. He thanked the audience because he respected the stage.
Just like in his previous life, when Jiang Sheng didn't have the chance to hold a concert of his own, he was just as serious about the stage when he was warming up for other singers 'concerts.
This was respect for the stage and music.
However, when the chandeliers below the stage and the cheers of the fans were all the names of other singers, he would also feel a little sad.
He wouldn't have felt sad if the singer who had warmed him up was said to have superb singing skills.
It was mainly because of the young hunks who had a lot of traffic. They were singing a mixture of English and Korean songs, and it was impossible to tell what they were singing.
However, because they had mastered the password to their popularity and had a fan base, it seemed that they did not care what they sang.
In Jiang Sheng's previous life, the popularity of the song was high. In fact, it had been a long time since there was a song that could be called a classic.
Fortunately, the seniors in the music industry had once dedicated themselves to music with sincerity and passion, leaving behind many classic compositions.
There were still many more entertainment works than in this world.
Yang Zhongwei, who had been singing and dancing awkwardly on stage just now, was actually sincere about music and the stage.
It was just that they had to go with the trend and change the young people's vision.
However, this kind of compliance would not do any good to a real singer.
Yang Zhongwei might not be able to compete with the popular young hunks in singing and dancing.
However, the songs he could sing were definitely not something that popular singers could handle.
If the direction was wrong, his efforts would be in vain.
Jiang Sheng felt that the music industry was full of sarcasm as he listened to the laughter.
Yang Zhongwei's response was the same as Young Master Hua's prediction. He could only shift the awkward atmosphere to the bullet screen.
"Hahaha, I don't think I have green hair. Yang Zhongwei, you're better off as a comedic star than a singer!”
"Yang Zhongwei has already sung like this, yet he's still trying to come up with words to praise me.”
"When Zhang Hanyun was singing just now, this group of people scolded her with their eyes wide open. Now, Yang Zhongwei is dancing like my grandfather's square dance, praising her with his eyes closed.”
"Square dancing is too apt a description. None of them are telling the truth?”
"I beg Yang Zhongwei to sing quietly. This style really doesn't suit you. A good singer can't even be compared to a popular celebrity.”
"I'd like to see how that Jiang Sheng will praise me this time!”
“……”
Following Young Master Hua's gaze, Yang Zhongwei also looked at the bullet screen.
A few seconds later, the curiosity and anticipation in his eyes gradually dimmed.
He knew that he was not good at dancing. He had only practiced for a few days, so it was impossible for him to have a good stage effect.
However, he did not expect that in the eyes of the audience, the dance that he had practiced for a few days would be described as square dancing.
Young Master Hua, who had also seen the bullet comments, looked sideways at Yang Zhongwei's expression.
When he saw the dark clouds on the other party's face, Young Master Hua quickly thought of a way to ease the awkward situation.
Many netizens in the bullet screen wanted Jiang Sheng to speak, although he didn't seem very enthusiastic.
But at least Young Master Hua could guarantee one thing.
As long as he opened his mouth, he wouldn't spout nonsense.
"Maybe Teacher Jiang Sheng's speech just now was too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Many netizens on the big screen want to hear his evaluation of Yang Zhongwei's stage performance just now.”
Young Master Hua paused for a moment before continuing in Jiang Sheng's direction.
"Teacher Jiang Sheng, can you express your opinion?”
As soon as Young Master Hua finished speaking, a microphone was instantly stuffed into Jiang Sheng's hand.
Young Master Hua's eyes were filled with curiosity. It was Jiang Sheng, who had just said a lot of heartwarming words to encourage Zhang Hanyun.
Would he give Yang Zhongwei a positive evaluation this time?
Backstage lounge.
Zhang Hanyun looked at Jiang Sheng who took the microphone on the screen. She sat up slightly and her eyes were filled with curiosity.
Judging from Jiang Sheng's evaluation of her just now, she was certain of one thing.
Jiang Sheng, who was sitting in the 100-praise group, would not say things that would hurt others without any scruples just to get attention.
But what would he say about Yang Zhongwei's performance on stage?
"I was wondering if he would praise Teacher Yang Zhongwei.“
Zhang Hanyun whispered. Although Jiang Sheng's words made her more confident, it was not to the point where she thought she was outstanding.
She still felt that those words were because of Jiang Sheng's kindness.
Yu Kewei pondered upon hearing this.
"I don't think so. I think he will tell the truth. His evaluation of you just now was not influenced by others. He should have his own thoughts about Old Yang.”
As a bystander, Yu Kewei's thoughts were more objective than Zhang Hanyun's.
Yu Kewei leaned forward and waited for Jiang Sheng to speak curiously.
Zhang Hanyun thought for a moment, nodded, and returned her gaze to the screen.
Although they were both singers, she felt that Yang Zhongwei's poor performance on stage this time was not a problem of attitude.
However, she also felt that Jiang Sheng's speech was filled with his own thoughts.
If his prediction was right, Yang Zhongwei would probably suffer.
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