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In the night where the moon was flickering.

In a certain unit in a certain residential area.

A mother who was about to cook with a spatula became angry at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Wang Xiaoming, I asked you to buy me a bottle of soy sauce, didn't you hear me?!”

"Mom, I'm watching a variety show!"

"I've already said it 800 times. Why can't you finish watching that variety show?!”

"Mom, you can go. I can't go. Yuan Feng has gone crazy tonight!!!”

At the same time, in a hotel in a certain business district in a certain city.

A girl in a student uniform gradually lost her patience as she waited.

"Bastard, I'm ready. What are you going to do?”

"I'll watch the variety show first!"

"I only have an hour.”

"Don't be noisy. Damn it, Yuan Feng is going crazy tonight!”

In a fried chicken shop on a business street in a university town.

A student who was waiting for the fried chicken began to frown.

"Boss, my fried chicken is burning!”

"Don't be noisy. I'll watch the variety show for a while first. I'll blow it up again later.”

"But our dormitory is going to be checked later!”

"So be it. Tell them to go back later. Yuan Feng has gone crazy tonight!”

"Really? Didn't this program end at 9:30?”

"You must have been jumping around and watching. You didn't know that Yuan Feng returned to the scene again!”

On the other side, in the chat window of a bun shop on a food delivery platform.

A hungry and handsome man looked at the motionless rider and gradually became angry.

"Rider, where's my meal? Are you trying to starve me to death?"

"Boss, you're overcooking.”

"Then how am I going to eat? I just got off work and I'm starving.”

"Order something else. The boss said that he doesn't have time to make it now. Yuan Feng has gone crazy tonight.”

At the same time, in a certain early childhood nursery.

After the evening class, the teacher gradually became anxious while waiting for the parents to pick up the children.

"Li Ping 'er, when is your mother coming to pick you up?”

"Mom said she's watching a variety show and asked me to play here for a while.”

"How can you not pick up a child for a variety show?!”

"I don't know, but Mom said that Yuan Feng went crazy tonight.”

At the same time, at the venue of "I Want to Sing with You".

Yuan Feng was still writing and drawing on the stage with an exceptionally serious expression.

The judges on the judges 'seats craned their necks to see how his writing was going.

The most ridiculous was the auntie who was in charge of cleaning.

She had just gone out and came back with a big black plastic bag in her hand.

It was the kind of bag used for large trash cans by the roadside. It was bulging and seemed to contain a lot of things.

However, this thing didn't look heavy. Otherwise, judging by its size, the auntie wouldn't be able to carry it herself.

While Yuan Feng was writing the song on the spot, the auntie began to rush forward from the last row.

"Hey, pretty boy, do you want toilet paper?”

"What? Aunty, aren't you a cleaner?"

"I'm taking some time off to do a part-time job. You guys have already cried twice.”

"Auntie, you're really business-minded. I'll have a pack.”

"Fifteen for a pack."

“??????”

"Auntie, I said I want a pack."”

The cleaning lady stuffed a bag into his arms."Auntie also said 15 yuan per pack.”

“……”

The handsome boy bought a packet of paper with tears in his eyes and transferred 15 yuan.

There were even more beautiful boys and girls who also spent money at the auntie's place.

The auntie was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth.

Everyone said that Yuan Feng was the god of songs and the star of literature. She felt that it was wrong.

Yuan Feng was obviously the God of Fortune.

At this moment, Yuan Feng, who had been writing with his head lowered, suddenly raised his head and frowned.

His expression seemed to be stuck, and there was a worry that could not be dispelled between his eyebrows.

Was this a lack of inspiration?

Thinking of this, the judges 'hearts could not help but tremble.

That's right, he had improvised two songs tonight, so his inspiration should be lacking.

How could there really be a peerless genius in the world who was overflowing with talent!

But in reality, Yuan Feng's action was an act.

He had no choice. If he randomly picked a song to complete the mission, he was afraid that Huang Qian would really doubt his life.

Therefore, he pretended that it was a little difficult and a little forced. At the very least, this would give them some comfort.

Thinking of this, Yuan Feng suddenly had the feeling that he was a top student who controlled his points.

It turned out that being too stupid would make people annoyed, and being too outstanding would also make people annoyed.

Then, he put down the notebook in his hand, put down the guitar, and began to gently pluck the strings.

Seeing this scene, the gazes of everyone on and off the stage instantly focused.

If his guess was correct, Yuan Feng had already written the lyrics and was about to write the song.

But how long had it been?!

Therefore, those with watches started to raise their wrists, while those without watches started to touch their phones.

From the beginning to the end, it only took eight minutes.

On and off the stage, both the judges and the audience could not help but gasp.

What could he do in eight minutes?

It couldn't even cook an egg well. At most, it would be soft-boiled, okay?!

In the end, he wrote a song with lyrics?

Just as the audience was surprised by the speed at which he wrote the lyrics, a smooth guitar sound suddenly came.

This melody was full of psychedelic flavor, paying attention to starting with a high note and ending with a low note.

This cycle repeated, and a rather absurd atmosphere spread.

However, before he began to pluck the strings, Yuan Feng deliberately made a few mistakes and paused for a few seconds.

Even so, Li Wenkai could not help but widen his eyes.

The reason he was sitting here today was because he was a very famous composer.

But even so, he could not believe what he was seeing.

Three minutes?

Your song gradually took shape?

Fuck!

I know you write songs fast, but why are you writing songs so fast?

You just need to provoke Huang Qian, why the f * ck did you provoke me?!

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