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Under the cold light.

The judges barely stopped sobbing and looked up at Yuan Feng.

Yuan Feng stood quietly under the light, his face expressionless.

It was as if your crying had nothing to do with me. I was just a bystander who watched from the side.

"Didn't you say that you've never chased a girl before?”

"Yes, I've never chased a girl.”

"Bullshit, you're lying!"

Tan Jing couldn't help but curse.

You call this not licking?

My heart was completely broken after hearing this. You call this not licking?

"I really haven't pursued a girl. Even if Buddha comes, I'll still say what I should say.”

"Then why did you write such lyrics that fit the heart of a bootlicker?”

"I imagined it in my heart."

"Nonsense, this is impossible!"

As one of the best lyrickists in the Chinese music industry, Huang Qian gave a firm answer.

Impossible, this was simply impossible!

Lackeys were very special existences. Their behavior would be so humble that it would make one's hair stand on end.

For example, the famous Young Master Wang.

His father used to be the richest man in China, and there were countless girls around him.

Can you imagine him saying something like," I'm on an IV drip. I miss you."

She could imagine him saying,"What are you doing? I can't sleep if you ignore me?

Therefore, the psychological activity of a bootlicker had already exceeded the normal range.

This had nothing to do with identity, family background, or personality.

It was a feeling of extreme lack of security when facing someone, but desperately wanting to be loved.

As long as you had never been a bootlicker, you would never understand that kind of mentality.

I, Huang Qian, have been writing bootlicker songs for most of my life because I have been a bootlicker for the first half of my life.

But how can a person who has never been a bootlicker write better than me?

However, Yuan Feng didn't panic at all. He still said," I've never wooed a girl."

"So you mean that you really wrote this poem based on your own imagination?”

"Yes."

"How long have you been thinking about it?"

"I've been thinking about it all night."

"Then can you think of a song on the spot?" It could not be better than this, but it had to be humble enough!”

"Now?" Yuan Feng frowned and pondered for a moment. But I've already finished singing."

"After all the contestants have finished performing on stage, we can add a solo match for you.”

"Then can the theme be more specific so that I can create faster?”

Huang Qian thought for a moment, and his eyes emitted a trace of cold light."Didn't you sing a sad bootlicker just now? Then the theme of your song is to watch her fall in love with someone else!”

Hiss…

As soon as he finished speaking, the hearts of the audience suddenly twitched.

Are you f * cking serious? Brother die!

You were the one who cried the loudest just now. Your head was about to fall under the table.

In the end, you still haven't had enough, have you?

Are you f * cking planning to let Yuan Feng make a drama series?

The fact that she doesn't love me is enough to make me collapse. You still want me to see her fall in love with someone else?

Can you not drag us into your death?

Don't think that we won't dare to hit you just because you're a judge!

The audience below the stage was in an uproar, almost to the point of chaos.

Huang Qian immediately stood up and faced the audience behind him.

"Everyone, please be quiet!"

"I understand what you're thinking, but there's something I have to say.”

"I admire Yuan Feng's talent very much. I also admire his singing skills and creative ability.”

"But I hope that every contestant on our stage can be honest.”

"To put it bluntly, the song 'Waste' is definitely not something that can be written without real experience.”

"So, you guys definitely won't cry later. Trust me.”

Then, Yuan Feng returned the microphone and left the stage.

The remaining contestants began to take the stage one by one.

But at this moment, neither the audience nor the judges were in the mood to listen.

They had been wondering what kind of song Yuan Feng could come up with in these ten minutes.

To be honest, this condition was too harsh.

Why?

After Yuan Feng, there were only six contestants left who hadn't performed.

Each of the six contestants sang for three or four minutes. That would only be 20 minutes at most.

Adding on the six minutes the host had to go through, it was less than half an hour.

It was a joke to make a song about someone he liked being with someone else in 20 minutes.

Was Yuan Feng a rapper from China?

And he wanted to take the Freestyle exam?

If it was really a rap, it would be easier.

Why?

This was because rap freestyle was very simple in terms of rhythm.

They only needed to think about rhyme.

However, love songs were different. If a love song didn't have a suitable melody, then no matter how good the lyrics were, they wouldn't be able to sing to people's hearts.

Thinking of this, the audience could not help but look at Huang Qian who was sitting in the judges 'seats.

This was too much. This was really too much.

You gave her so little time and asked her to rewrite a song?

Even if he didn't write it well, even if he didn't cry when he sang, what could that prove?

That was also because the time he spent composing was too short. He did not have the chance to elaborate. How could he prove that Yuan Feng was not honest?

At the same time, Huang Qian, who was sitting in his seat, regained his calm.

However, once a person calmed down, they might regret their earlier impulse.

He only gave her less than half an hour to compose a new song?

It was already impressive enough that he could write two lines of lyrics. How could he have the time to write a song?

Even if you looked 20 years in the past or 20 years in the future, he wouldn't be able to invite the most awesome Chinese singer.

However, he was a judge. Moreover, he had already said it. How could he take it back?

Huang Qian was somewhat vexed, thinking in his heart that he was seriously too impulsive.

The rule of assigning a theme was unfair to Yuan Feng, and now he had to force her to write a song on the spot?

How about this?

As long as he could write four lines of lyrics, as long as these four lines were not too bad.

Then he would be the first to stand up and applaud!

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