How did I become a top star when I only wanted to play badly?

After getting Zhang Xiaoxiao's answer, Chen Ci once again brought up the topic.

"Just now, Hua Chenyu mentioned the ancient style, but I think Compendium of Materia Medica should belong to the Chinese style."

"Chinese style?"

Xue Zhiqian suddenly became interested. This was the first time he had heard of the concept of Chinese style.

Chen Ci on the stage nodded very affirmatively.

Hua Chenyu, who was sitting next to him, also sat up straight. He didn't care about Chen Ci's rebuttal of his previous statement, but was also very interested in the Chinese style proposed by Chen Ci.

"Then contestant Chen Ci, since you proposed the concept of Chinese style, what do you think is the boundary between Chinese style and ancient style?"

Hua Chenyu looked at Chen Ci expectantly.

"I personally think that Chinese style and ancient style are both based on Chinese culture. Although Chinese style also incorporates ancient Chinese allusions, poems or legends into the lyrics, it is developed through modern music.

In other words, the lyrics of Chinese style are more inclined to vernacular, but retain the charm and artistic conception of classical poetry, making the lyrics more easy to understand."

Hua Chenyu and Xue Zhiqian nodded at the same time. In this way, the song "Compendium of Materia Medica" just sung by Chen Ci is indeed different from the regular ancient style songs.

But if defined by Chen Ci's standards, there are no other excellent Chinese style songs on the market except "Compendium of Materia Medica".

In this case, Chinese style is too vague and there is no work to support it.

Barrage:

"Chinese style?"

"Haha, Chen Ci really thinks he is the founder of a school."

"What a clown, who has ever heard of Chinese style!"

"I support Chen Ci. Since he has the courage to create a new style of songs and created the corresponding "Compendium of Materia Medica", he must have something to rely on."

"With the quality of "Compendium of Materia Medica", can't you clowns shut up?"

"Believe in Brother Chen Ci!!!"

... ...

"Of course, I know that it is still too empty to talk about Chinese style now. It is far from enough to rely on a single "Compendium of Materia Medica". Next, I will release more songs about Chinese style."

No matter how much doubts and slanders from the outside world, Chen Ci wants to bring the Chinese style of the earth to his fans. Because they deserve it.

"Finally, I have one more thing to say to everyone. Chinese style is the best!"

"Good!!!"

After hearing Chen Ci's extremely arrogant declaration, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly boiled.

In this age of entertainment to death, all the capital supports are young and handsome men with empty shells. Countless people think that Chinese entertainment is about to end.

But at this time, someone stood up and said that Chinese style is the coolest! What a courage.

The most important thing is that Chen Ci has both strength and talent, so no one stood up to refute at this moment.

Chen Ci's words are like a reassurance in people's hearts, and it is secretly hot.

Barrage:

"Crazy crazy crazy!!!"

"Chinese style is the coolest!"

"I love you Chen Ci so much!"

"Chen Ci: Everyone here is garbage!"

"You are so bold, but I like it!"

... ...

At this time, Wu Fannao also came to the stage. After hearing Chen Ci's words "Chinese style is the coolest!"

He glanced at Chen Ci with disdain. In his heart, Chinese style is nothing compared to his favorite Korean style.

"Okay, now both of them have come to the stage. Please give them scores."

After the host Zhang Xiaoxiao finished speaking, he extended his hand to signal the instructors to give Wu Fannao a score first.

At this time, Wu Fannao stood on the stage side by side with Chen Ci with full confidence. He thought that his performance was undoubtedly full marks. The three instructors could not give any other scores except full marks.

But the result surprised him. Not a single full mark! All 8 points.

This made Wu Fannao angry. Why! He thought his performance was flawless, but he could only get 8 points.

After Chen Ci's score came out, Wu Fannao wanted to throw away the microphone and leave.

When all the instructors gave full marks, the scene couldn't help but make noise again. It was the third performance, and Chen Ci had received full marks for two consecutive episodes.

Barrage:

"Wow! Chen Ci is so strong!"

"I can only say it's reasonable. Wu Fan's singing and dancing sound OK when taken alone. But compared with Chen Ci, there is a world of difference."

"A conspiracy!!! Why did Chen Ci get full marks, but Fan Fan only got 8 points! Are the mentors just there for nothing?"

"Where did this idiot come from! Anyone knows that Chen Ci's singing is better than Wu Fan's. What's more, Chen Ci's original song is invincible!"

"Some people are so anxious, your Fan Fan's 8 points isIt's too high. In my opinion, six points is enough."

... ...

"I don't accept it! Why do I only get eight points?"

Wu Fannao is also arrogant and domineering. He even questioned the instructor directly on the stage.

"Wow--"

After hearing Wu Fannao's open questioning, the scene began to get lively again. There were even boos, of course, these boos were for Wu Fannao.

"How shameless."

"I think eight points are too high."

"The instructor has already taken care of his face, so he doesn't know what's good for him."

"He really thought he sang better than Chen Ci!"

The audience in the audience began to discuss directly. At first, they were indeed driven by Wu Fannao's dance. But there is no harm without comparison. After seeing Chen Ci's wild delicacies, who would be willing to taste Wu Yifan's kimchi!

Director's room

"Director Liu, do you want to cut off the live broadcast room? "

The director had a headache watching the live broadcast accident on the screen. He didn't expect Wu Fannao, who had debuted for many years, to dare to do this.

But he couldn't help but take a look at the data in the live broadcast room, and at this moment the data in the live broadcast room had reached a peak. It was even a little lower than when Chen Ci sang and danced "Compendium of Materia Medica".

For the sake of data, the director gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and said: "Continue broadcasting, let the photographer put the camera on the faces of the three mentors."

After receiving the director's instructions, the photographer directly pointed the camera at the three mentors. So that the audience in the live broadcast room can capture their facial changes.

Sure enough, after hearing Wu Fannao's doubts, the faces of the three people instantly turned black. Isn't Wu Fannao's words openly saying that they are doing something shady?

"Whether you agree with my rating of you or not. I can only tell you that your singing and dancing are only eight points at most in my opinion. "

Xue Zhiqian is not afraid of Wu Fannao at all. I am not afraid of offending the capital, so why should I be afraid of you?

"Although I am not a professional musician, I have the same opinion as Lao Xue. Your singing and dancing are only eight points in my opinion."

Yang Mi crossed her arms and didn't care about Wu Fannao's doubts at all. If she gave it eight points, it would only be eight points, not one point more!

"Add one"

Hua Chenyu leaned back in his chair, too lazy to say more.

It's just that he was scolded by Wu Fannao's fans. He has been scolded to death a long time ago. Besides, don't I, Hua Chenyu, have any fans? Martians, start!

Looking at the indifferent expressions of the three mentors, Wu Fannao knew that his score had no chance of turning around. Moreover, he was anxious just now and said what was in his heart, which had offended many people.

"Sorry..."