"Look, Little Diva Leng Huimin also posted a video!”
"Is it true?"
"Really? Hurry up and support it!"
The popular singer Leng Huimin had just debuted as a pure and innocent girl, but she had quickly attracted a large number of fans. Her image was perfect, pure, and not pretentious.
With a little gossip, she quickly became the goddess in the hearts of all the otakus.
In the video.
The cute Leng Huimin acted cute and had a sweet voice. The moment the video was released, it was quickly pushed up by the fans.
One of them, who had already gone crazy, was drunk and shouting on the mic.
After the popular Little Diva Leng Huimin joined in, it set off another wave of climax!
Jiang Li's face darkened when he saw the development of the situation.
He had originally thought that the next step would be to drag Chen Ming out and slander him.
Who would have thought that Chen Ming would easily resolve his carefully planned attack with just a short video? Now, it had already evolved into a national celebration.
Jiang Li really wanted to curse, but now was not the time.
Even the popular Little Heavenly Queen had participated.
At this time, no matter how good the article was, no one would pay attention to it.
Endure! No matter how unwilling he was, he had to endure it.
After this group of tasteless people went crazy, they would stab in a few more knives and constantly think about how to write.
No matter how much he criticized and scolded, Jiang Li hid himself like a poisonous snake, sticking out his forked tongue in the shadows, waiting for the time to strike.
At night, Brother Sanpao was lying in bed, constantly scrolling through Weibo.
Dumbfounded!
Although Chen Ming didn't seem to care, San Pao knew that this was a real problem.
He did not expect it to be resolved so easily.
He even pushed the music format of shouting on mic out completely. The whole nation was celebrating, and even the little diva was playing.
This was too big of a deal. He didn't know what to say. He could only sincerely say that it was awesome.
The next day, Sanpao went to find Chen Ming anxiously.
"Look, look, our short video has gone viral. A drunk person blew up a certain blogosphere. It's blown up. Even the little diva, Leng Huimin, is shouting.”
Chen Ming glanced at Sanpao.
"Look at how anxious you are. What do you mean by how to do it? Just follow the original process. When the deadline is up, we'll see who has the most reposts and comments.”
"What?" Sanpao asked. The prize is for you to write a song? Are you serious?"
"Yeah, is there a problem?" Chen Ming said.
Sanpao was speechless. He thought that the prize was a joke, but he was serious.
"Let's go to the recording studio first. There are many things to do in the studio.”Chen Ming said indifferently.
"Sigh! These are three songs. Are you really not joking?”Sanpao Bro didn't believe it.
"Don't worry, Little Ke." As they spoke, the two of them began to run around again.
In Chen Ming's fan group, Brother Knife was scrolling through a certain Weibo while mocking Old Wang next door."Didn't Old Wang say that your wife sang well? Why can't I find a video of your wife?”
Old Wang next door: " Get lost, get lost. How would I know that it's so fierce? Leng Huimin even participated, and they're even competing in balls."”
"Hahahahaha!"
"Who's in the lead now?"
"Do you even need to ask? The first place will definitely be the goddess, Leng Huimin.”
"Does Ming Shen really know how to write songs as a prize?”
"Nonsense. Just by looking at the joker look on the statue's face, you can tell that it's serious.”
What kind of logic was this?
In the evening, the deadline for the event arrived.
Chen Ming checked the battle situation, arranged the rankings, and then posted on a certain Weibo.
"Thank you very much for your enthusiastic participation. Netizens, you are so talented. There are so many wonderful works and endless creativity.
Up until now, the most forwarded and commented posts were:
First place, Leng Huimin's version of Drunk Alone
Second place: Cute Baby Yang Yike, Baby Version of Drunk With Milk
Third place, a third-year liberal arts student who got drunk alone
Very, very, very (I'll repeat the important things three times) Thank you for participating. I've already sent a private message to these three people's Weibo accounts. Please check if you see it.
Please contact me immediately after receiving it. I will write a song for you as a prize according to your wishes.”
The moment he posted, there was another commotion.
"Look, the results are out.”
"The first place is indeed Goddess Leng. There's no suspense.”
"Chen Ming writes songs? It seemed to be real. What if Goddess Leng rejected it?”
"Hahahaha, that's going to be fun.”
"I'm looking forward to what song Chen Ming will write.”
Not long after, Chen Ming received a reply from Yang Yike's mother. She said that she did not have any requests. As long as it was a children's song that was suitable for children to sing, it would be fine.
He then contacted the group of cute and funny senior high school students. When he spoke on the phone, it seemed that the whole class was still there. They were all talking at once and could not come up with an idea.
In the end, it was a teacher who made the decision." Hello, Chen Ming. I'm their form teacher. These children love to mess around.
How about this? They were about to graduate soon and would be parting ways soon. He could just write them a graduation song.”
"Hello, teacher. What's the name of your school? Oh, okay. Where is it? No, they were really great, really, really great.”
He hung up the phone. He knew what song to write.
There was only one person left. It seemed to be a popular superstar. He had sent a private message, but there was no reply. Uh, he didn't know what to do. He would put it down and wait.
On the other side, Jiang Li couldn't hold it in any longer and threw out another article.
"Ridiculous to the extreme. A group of vulgar and tasteless people celebrating.
They even held a competition. It was a celebration for the people of the lower class. I really don't understand. Who are you guys comparing to be more vulgar?
A certain popular celebrity looked fresh and refined, but he didn't expect that he would stoop so low as to play such vulgar music.
A group of high school graduates didn't study hard. It was time for them to work hard in their youth, but they were brainwashed by this trash music. They were about to become adults, but they couldn't even distinguish the essence from the dregs. It was sad.
What was even more infuriating was that even the parents brought their children to play. Since they were young, they had been exposed to such trash music. What expectations could they have for her in the future?
As for Chen Ming, who pretended to write songs as a prize, he was just an internet celebrity who had become famous by chance. He had no real talent at all.
You don't want to improve and you're not willing to be down-to-earth. With your level, what kind of song can you write? He didn't know what to say.
The reason why the music level of our Dragon Country is so backward is that there are too many people like you.
Why are these people from the 90s and 00s becoming more and more unbearable? It's because they have accepted too much trash. Their thoughts have fallen, they have deviated from the norm, and they lack morality!
The times are progressing, but you are retreating. Your generation is the worst I have ever seen. It is simply a broken generation.
Why are there so few outstanding works in our music industry? It's because there are too many people like Chen Ming who play to the gallery.
The reason why our country is not as good as those developed countries is because of you, the younger generation, who have fallen into depravity.
Don't you see foreign teenagers…
Foreign Entertainment Circles
foreign economic
......
......”
As soon as Bowen came out, there was another round of war of words.
Yang Yike's mother commented," Yes, you famous musicians are the most elegant, responsible, and amazing. Then let me ask you, why can't I even find a children's song for my daughter?
What kind of music are you guys making?
Should I teach my daughter to sing a song about who I fell in love with that night and who left me that night?
My daughter now wants me to sing Chen Ming's lullaby every night before she's willing to sleep. You're just a mouth and pretend to be compassionate.
You don't even have a song that can be sung. Why are you pretending to be an expert?”
"Mother Yang is right!"
"Yeah, I can't even find a children's song for my son. Why are you pretending to be elegant at this time? If you're so capable, why don't you perform an elegant song on the spot for us to see?“
The group of people born after the 90s and 00s were furious.
"I'm from the 1990s. I'm very curious. What immoral things did we do to be called a fallen generation by you?”
"I'm from the 2000s. I never felt like I was part of the defeated generation.”
" The previous generation splashed ink on a blank stage and played recklessly, occupying all the resources. But our generation has to put on a puppet show on the stage that they have decided on.
And we're being scolded for being useless. Dare we ask where our stage is? Who will let us perform?
Who allowed us to do whatever we wanted?”
" I'm born in the 90s. I just started working not long ago. I have high housing prices and live in a narrow rental house, but I never complain about anyone. I pursue my dreams every day.
I have never thought of us as a generation that has fallen, and I will never agree with you, an old dog who bites people everywhere, saying that the Dragon Country will be destroyed in our generation.”
Following that, Leng Huimin's fans followed.
They dug out Jiang Li's dark history and attacked him. The scene was chaotic.
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