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When Wang Yang returned from the stage to the lounge, he saw everyone looking at him. He thought everyone was shocked by his rap, and couldn't help but show a proud expression on his face.

"Sister Ziyi, how about the rap I just made? Is it okay?"

"Ah? Well, not bad." Luo Ziyi said a few perfunctory words, but deep down he was complaining, "Does it sound like you don't have any points?"

Of course Wang Yang didn't think that much, he just felt that the other party really thought it sounded good. Just as he was about to say a few words of modesty, he heard a burst of extremely unrestrained laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

"Why are you laughing?" Wang Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at Chen Feng with anger on his face.

"Uh? It's nothing. I have happy things at home."

Upon hearing this, King Zhou Tian couldn't hold himself any longer. He laughed twice along with "Haha" and then said: "Sorry, I also have happy things at home. It's my turn to go on stage and you guys can talk."

When King Zhou Tian left, Wang Yang continued to stare at Chen Feng and said disdainfully, "Do you think you are good again? Have you forgotten how you lost to me in the first place?"

"Em, you're?"

"Chen Feng, stop pretending here. I don't believe you don't remember me?"

"Oh, I remembered. Are you the one who was cramming for the last minute? I said that rap just now was so stinky, so it was you."

"Doesn't it stink?" Wang Yang was instantly irritated by these words, "I think you are jealous, right? You can't write it yourself, so you slander others?"

Chen Feng said lightly: "That's true. I really can't write such stinky lyrics."

"Don't go too far. You are obviously a defeated general, but you still dare to talk so shamelessly here. If you are really capable, you will rap in a while."

"Okay, since you want to hear it so much, I don't mind."

Wang Yang sneered, "Ha, when it comes to songwriting, I admit that you are somewhat capable, but when it comes to rap alone, you are nothing."

Facing his anger, Chen Feng still had the calm expression on his face, "Well, you will understand in a moment, you are worse than a fart."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Luo Ziyi looked at Wang Yang with strange eyes and thought, "What did this guy grow up on? How can he be so confident?"

Zhou Chengjie went on stage to sing a once-masterpiece. When he returned to the lounge, he saw that the atmosphere was a little solemn and he wondered, "What did I just miss?"

Seeing that no one answered him, King Zhou Tian looked a little embarrassed. Fortunately, Bai Yaru was very discerning and pulled him to explain in a low voice.

Zhou Tianwang's eyes lit up, he looked at Chen Feng and asked, "Are you going to rap this time?"

"Yes." Chen Feng responded lightly, turned and walked towards the stage.

With his appearance, the barrage in the live broadcast room also became lively.

"He's coming, he's coming."

"What song will you sing this time?"

"What song? Any song sung by Chen Feng will do..."

"I have something to say, I should do a rap to wash my ears. The song "Bigger and Stronger" just now was so gross and disgusting."

"rap+1..."

. . . . . .

Just as netizens were discussing it, a deep piano sound sounded. . .

"Damn it, this prelude feels so much like Chen Feng's."

"Have you noticed, the intro of the prelude is very special?"

"I have a hunch that this song will definitely be another classic."

"That being said, which of his songs is not a classic?"

. . . . . .

"Light is as light as paper

light scattered places

The light hurries as the applause dies down

She is singing the unbearable hurt

The script is on stage for the last performance.”

"..."

The moment Chen Feng sang the lyrics, the live broadcast room was boiling again.

"Fuck, it's really a rap."

"Well done, this is rap."

"Chen Feng's product must be a high-quality one. It really beats the song just now and becomes bigger and stronger."

"Sorrow to end the war? Does this song have other meanings?"

"Won't you understand after listening to it?"

. . . . . .

"And the whole village was in their seats

Watch quietly how time abandons this theater

The flames of war stained her tears

Who is in the wind clamoring for candy?

The lens dust at the beginning of this story has already blocked the sunlight.”

"..."

Um? In the lounge, Zhou Tianwang looked at the screen in disbelief. The lyrics had a lot of meaning, especially the word "War", and when he thought of the name "War to End the War," he couldn't help but look forward to the next lyrics.

Luo Ziyi on the side was also looking at the screen. Although this lyric alone was enough to instantly beat Wang Yang's "Be Bigger and Stronger", she was still looking forward to hearing the following lyrics.

"ㄅㄧㄤˋ

Fear etched on children's faces

The wheat fields have turned in the direction of the chariot passing by

The shapes of dandelions are floating

its desperate flight

She only sings and only wants to

This song is a battle of sorrows"

"..."

"Is this an anti-war song?"

"I'm convinced by these lyrics. Chen Feng is definitely the number one rap artist in Chinese."

"Whether you admit it or not, Chen Feng's rap is always very deep."

"Compared to this song, the big and strong things we just did are simply not as good as Daddy."

"People upstairs, don't insult daddy..."

. . . . . .

On the stage, Chen Feng's tone changed quickly, and the song also reached the chorus.

"What is the shape of hope in children's eyes?"

Do you wake up with bread for breakfast and a bowl of hot soup?

The farmer finally picked up a gun after his land and village were burned down

But she slowly got used to it and gave up resistance.”

"..."

"This kid is so awesome," Zhou Tianwang couldn't help but admire, "This is definitely a great song, and its meaning is not as simple as ordinary rap."

Luo Ziyi also praised: "This guy's creative ability is simply too strong, and the cruelty after the war is revealed everywhere in the lyrics."

Just when everyone was marveling, a discordant voice came, "Tsk, isn't it just a simple rap? How can it be as big and powerful as my song?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Wang Yang as if he were a fool. Are you worthy of competing with others when riding a horse?

Not to mention the professional singers present, in fact, even ordinary netizens in the live broadcast room were shocked by the lyrics.

Although they cannot distinguish the quality of a song like professional singers, they can understand the extraordinaryness of a song just by listening to the lyrics.

"Mom, this horse riding is definitely a masterpiece."

"Yeah, it's more than a song."

"I declare that Chen Feng officially becomes the king of the Chinese music scene today. Who is in favor? Who is against?"

"Nonsense, who dares to object? After half a year of debut, every song is a classic and completely unprecedented."

"Everyone, please be sensible. It's too early for the King of Heaven. He is only twenty-three this year."

"Isn't that right? The youngest king in history."

"..."

“Ba La Ba Beng Beng

Ba Ba La Beng Beng

Ba La Ba Beng Beng

Innocence is on this road

She stumbled and was cut by miscanthus"

"..."

When the song to end the war ended, everyone stood up at the same time and gave him the warmest applause. There is no doubt that Chen Feng was the biggest winner today.