In the audience of the 100-praise group, Jiang Sheng's magnetic voice continued to comment unhurriedly.
" If I really have to use a word to describe you, compared to the Queen, I prefer the cool breeze. If he is strong, let him be strong. The cool breeze caresses the hills. If the storm is short and intense, then the cool breeze is gentle and distant..."
Zhang Hanyun, who was on stage, raised her head in disbelief when she heard that.
When a person was mentally prepared and used to listening to negative comments, he would hear a voice that affirmed him.
His first reaction was disbelief.
When a person faced the storm alone, he would repeatedly remind himself to be strong and not weak.
However, when someone comforted this person who endured the baptism of the wind and rain, it would make her remove her strong disguise.
It was just like Zhang Hanyun, who stood on the stage and received aggressive comments and questions for half an hour.
At this moment, he heard someone say that he was Qingfeng in such a poetic way.
The gentle and distant breeze was because the man in front of her understood her personality and thought that she could go further on the road of music.
Would there be someone who knew her so well and knew that she was not the Zhang Hanyun in the online news?
Zhang Hanyun's originally disappointed eyes finally revealed a trace of hope.
With this comparison, she seemed to be more aware of how sharp the sounds just now were.
Zhang Hanyun's eyes were a little red. She raised her head to prevent herself from crying on stage.
If she shed tears on stage, people would definitely say that she did not accept criticism humbly and gain sympathy.
Jiang Sheng looked at Zhang Hanyun, who was trying hard to hold back her tears, and paused for a moment before continuing.
"There are many people who questioned your singing today. It doesn't matter because you've already won yourself the chance to pick up the microphone and sing again.“
"The 'cool breeze' of fifteen or sixteen years old has passed through many hills and blown until today. You are still at your best age.”
Jiang Sheng's words were encouraging Zhang Hanyun and also mentally preparing himself to pick up the microphone again.
He wanted to tell Zhang Hanyun, who had also sacrificed a lot for her dream of singing, not to care about those boring voices.
As long as he could pick up a microphone and sing, it would be the best life.
"The wind and moon are uncared for, and the south tower is cold. Now, every time I see you and hear your singing, it still reminds me of the breeze with moonlight. It's fresh and natural, and it doesn't fight for it. This is a unique temperament that only belongs to you.”
" You don't have to care too much about what the outside world thinks of you. Some people misunderstand you, but there will definitely be people who understand you…"
Jiang Sheng's impression of Zhang Hanyun had always been that she could bring pleasure and comfort to others.
Zhang Hanyun, who was standing facing Jiang Sheng, felt her eyes heat up after hearing words of encouragement for the first time tonight.
After crossing the mountains, today was still the best age of Qingfeng! The breeze and the moon are left alone, and the south tower is cold…
Zhang Hanyun lowered her head and repeated this sentence in her heart.
After living for so many years, she suddenly realized that someone really understood her.
In the past, she had always been misunderstood by others. It was only now that there was finally someone who could see her true nature.
Like a lonely warrior who had finally found a comrade, she could not hold back the tears in her eyes and lowered her head again...
Yes, so what if there were voices of doubt?
At least she had picked up the microphone again. At least there were people who could admire her now.
In her long life, if someone said that she was unrecognizable and did not have any outstanding qualities, she would think of Jiang Sheng's words and perhaps not feel so bad.
No matter how many people misunderstood her, as long as there was someone who understood her and appreciated her, it would become her motivation to persevere.
After repeating Jiang Sheng's words a few times in his heart, Jiang Sheng's deep voice sounded again.
Zhang Hanyun raised her head. The tears on her face dripped like dew on a flower petal.
"I, Hanyun, endured it for so long. When someone comforted her, she finally cried. Thank you to this friend called Jiang Sheng.”
"Handsome guy called Jiang Sheng, please speak more if you know how to talk. Tell that Huang Yu to stop talking in the future.”
"Let those internet celebrities read more books. This is the power of knowledge.”
"Let him be strong, let him be strong, the breeze caresses the hills. I cried. This poem is too suitable to say that I, Han Yun, am strong. Unfortunately, I can't think of it.”
"Us fans should also read more books. No one cares about the breeze and the moon, and it's cold in the south tower. The power of words is too great.”
"Why didn't I pay attention to Jiang Sheng before? Nowadays, there were not many young people with such a cultural background.”
“……”
The other members of the 100 Likes group looked at Jiang Sheng's comment, and the bullet screen rolled even faster than when Zhang Hanyun was singing.
At this moment, their expressions were a little gloomy, and they were no longer as enthusiastic as they were when they spoke just now.
"Who doesn't know how to praise others? It's so easy to say nice words. Which domain is this internet celebrity from?"
It was Huang Yu who had been pointing at Zhang Hanyun and speaking before Jiang Sheng.
Seeing the comments on the big screen praising Jiang Sheng and saying that he was uncultured and rude, the netizens said unhappily.
"He's just a travel blogger. He doesn't have many fans. He might have gotten someone to write the lyrics in advance.”
The loudspeaker heard Huang Yu's loud voice and quickly echoed.
Everyone knew who was better than who.
If he could really speak like a piece of paper, he would have directly participated in the poetry competition. Why would he still be an internet celebrity?
The loudspeaker rolled its eyes in Jiang Sheng's direction as it analyzed the situation.
Although he also felt that Zhang Hanyun was indeed a rare beauty with a beautiful and gentle personality, he felt that no matter how much he praised her, it was impossible for him to have any personal relationship with her.
He might as well speak sharply like before. This way, he could also bring some exposure to his Douyin account.
Even if they were all here to scold him, it was better than having no one around.
"A bootlicker? How much money did he have to spend to write this poem? He had to lick her boots until he lost everything. No matter what, Zhang Hanyun was still a celebrity. How could she really have anything to do with him?”
The young man in a long robe with the ID of the male god in ancient costume hanging on his chest, who had not gotten the chance to speak earlier, also agreed.
For a beauty like Zhang Hanyun to be able to stand on stage and listen to their evaluation today was all thanks to the program.
After leaving this show, there was still a dimensional wall between internet celebrities and celebrities.
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