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8 Wu Yu who can’t sleep! Is this b * stard going to cover today??

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Wu Yu Who Can't Sleep! Is this b * stard going to cover today??

"F * ck! Wu Yu's new song was quite strong. It had to be said that he had improved so much after not releasing a new song for such a long time.”

"Yeah, I was so busy @ JiangFeng that I forgot to appreciate this song properly. I just listened to it once and my singing skills have indeed improved by leaps and bounds!”

"Compared to the previous drooling songs, Wu Yu's lyrics and composition have really improved a lot!”

"Brother Wu Yu is awesome! Kneeling and begging Jiang Feng to show mercy, it really wasn't easy for Brother Yu to compose a good song.”

"Awesome! I can't find anything to complain about with Wu Yu's new song. It's really a good song!”

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When Jiang Feng did not release a cover for a long time.

The netizens 'comments on Weibo also changed.

This new song could be considered Wu Yu's work with the best statistics in a long time.

Before this, after Wu Yu's song was released, it was almost cursed on the Internet.

However, this time, not only did no one scold him, but the netizens were not stingy with their praise. They were full of praise for his song.

There were even quite a number of netizens who decisively turned into fans after hearing this song and encouraged Wu Yu.

In the past, if Wu Yu saw that his song had such explosive data, he would not have been able to do it.

They would definitely be extremely excited.

However, at this moment, after seeing the song become popular, his heart did not waver.

In fact, the fiercer it was, the harder it was for him to laugh.

The reason was simple.

There was no movement from Jiang Feng.

He didn't know what was going on with Jiang Feng.

It was rare for him to create a popular song.

Then your whole mentality will explode

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It was not difficult to see that Wu Yu's mental state was already extremely exhausted.

His originally neat and tidy hair was now like a chicken nest.

"It's already half-past one. This guy should be asleep, right?”

Wu Yu muttered weakly with heavy dark circles under his eyes.

Looking at the time, Wu Yu's manager looked at him and comforted him.

"Don't worry, it's been more than an hour now. If Jiang Feng wanted to cover it, he would have done it already. Don't give yourself so much mental pressure. It's getting late, I'll go back first. As for Jiang Feng, I will keep an eye on him.”

Wu Yu looked at his manager and nodded with a forced smile.

Then, she turned around and stared at her phone as if she was possessed.

Seeing this, the manager shook his head helplessly and sighed softly.

Then, he patted Wu Yu's shoulder and turned to leave Wu Yu's house.

Another ten minutes passed.

Wu Yu stood up and stretched.

"Looks like I'm really too tense. It's been so long since Jiang Feng has released a cover. He must have gone to bed long ago!”

Wu Yu took a deep breath and gradually calmed down.

He felt that he was indeed too tense.

Perhaps it was as his manager said, Jiang Feng might have gone to bed long ago.

However, with Jiang Feng's ability to ruin songs, it was impossible for him not to tense up!

At the thought of this, Wu Yu, who was sleepy, walked into the bathroom with his phone.

She prepared to wash up and go to bed.

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By the time Wu Yu finished washing up, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

After washing up, Wu Yu immediately picked up his phone and looked at Jiang Feng's Weibo.

When he saw that there was still no movement, he was relieved.

After returning to bed, Wu Yu, who was extremely sleepy, immediately closed his screen and prepared to sleep.

However, when he lay on the bed, he began to toss and turn, unable to fall asleep.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the image of Jiang Feng updating his Weibo appeared in his mind.

There were only two words in the update: "Cover!"

He immediately picked up his phone and looked at Jiang Feng's Weibo, but he still hadn't updated.

Under this mental torture, Wu Yu almost broke down.

He muttered to himself helplessly,"Big brother! Do you even know how to cover tonight? This feeling of being half-dead or half-dead is really f * cking uncomfortable…"

After complaining a little, Wu Yu still stared at Jiang Feng's Weibo obediently.

It wasn't until three in the morning that the popularity of the netizens on Weibo gradually decreased.

Wu Yu picked up his phone and sent a message to his manager, Sister Liu, in a daze.

"Sister Liu, at this time…Jiang Feng should be asleep, right?"

After about ten seconds.

The other party replied.

"Xiao Yu, it's already three o'clock. Aren't you going to sleep?”

"You can relax. According to my understanding of Jiang Feng, if he hasn't followed the wind after three hours, he definitely hasn't discovered you!”

After seeing Sister Liu's message, Wu Yu pondered for a moment.

That's right!

Three hours had already passed.

If Jiang Feng wanted to follow the trend, he would have done so long ago.

Thinking of this, Wu Yu's mood was completely relaxed.

After chatting with Sister Liu, he opened another chat group.

The name of this chat group was the Artists Protest Alliance.

There were more than 80 members in this group.

It was the Group chats created by everyone to boycott Jiang Feng.

When Wu Yu confirmed that Jiang Feng wasn't following his own song, he felt that Jiang Feng's voice was very similar to his.

He was also the first to post a comment in the group to show off.

"Hahaha! Brothers and sisters, I finally know how to stop Jiang Feng from singing our songs!”

Kneel and thank you all for your great support!!!

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