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On the other side, when Tong Mengying walked onto the stage and appeared in the camera, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room suddenly became lively.

"Tong Mengying is so beautiful, I want to fall in love with her."

"No, can this be done too?"

"It's your sister, isn't it good to listen to music?"

"Brother, control yourself."

"Understood, it's too hot."

"Wool yarn is not as good-looking as Luo Ziyi."

"Isn't this too much? The two of them are not of the same type. Luo Ziyi is pure and innocent, while Tong Mengying is charming..."

. . . . . .

While everyone was still criticizing Chen Feng for his shameless behavior in Versailles, Tong Mengying had finished singing and returned to the lounge.

Her return also allowed Chen Feng to escape from here in time, saying "It's my turn to go on stage" and hurriedly walked towards the stage.

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

“He’s coming with new songs.”

"I wonder what song Chen Feng is going to sing today?"

"It doesn't matter what you sing, what matters is that it sounds good."

"What kind of queen are you looking at? I just want to see Chen Feng."

. . . . . .

Just as netizens were discussing, a low accompaniment resounded through the live broadcast room, making them feel a sense of sadness.

"Damn it, why do you feel a little sad?"

"I have a hunch that this is another classic song."

"You have a premonition of loneliness. Which of his songs is not classic?"

"Brothers, Chen Feng is about to take the knife."

"..."

"When you enter this joyful place

Carry all the dreams and thoughts on your back

Various makeup on various faces

No one remembers what you look like.”

"..."

Chen Feng's hoarse voice coupled with these lyrics instantly made the audience's eyes light up.

"After three rounds of drinking, you were in the corner

Stubbornly singing a bitter song

Listen to it being drowned in the noise

You pick up the glass and say to yourself"

"..."

In the lounge, several singers all looked intently at the screen. They were particularly curious as to why the lyrics of each of this guy's songs gave people a strange feeling.

"One cup to the morning sun, one cup to the moonlight

Awaken my yearning and soften the cold window

So I can fly against the wind without looking back

Don’t be afraid of rain in your heart and frost in your eyes.”

"..."

"666, one cup to the morning sun, one cup to the moonlight."

"The lyrics are amazing."

"Anyone who sings this song can become a god, right?"

"Yes, it's a pity that he is Chen Feng."

"Chen Feng's products must be of high quality."

. . . . . .

However, the amazing thing is far more than that, the following lyrics are even more breathtaking!

“One cup to my hometown and one cup to the distance”

"Guard my kindness and urge me to grow."

"..."

“A glass to tomorrow and a glass to the past.”

"Support my body and thicken my shoulders"

"..."

"A glass to freedom, a glass to death."

"Forgive my ordinaryness and dispel the confusion"

"..."

Looking at the figure on the screen, Zhou Chengjie's eyes were full of appreciation and shock, and he couldn't help but praise: "Another song that is enough to make a god. Unfortunately, this guy just said that he has no talent. I really want to beat him up." .”

"This song toasts a total of eight glasses of wine, and each glass of wine represents a different meaning."

Xiaobai was surprised and said, "No, Sister Ziyi, how many glasses of wine did you count?"

Luo Ziyi was speechless for a moment. She finally discovered that this girl did seem dull sometimes.

Tong Mengying, on the other hand, chuckled softly and said, "This sister is quite cute. Are you also a student of Tianjing Conservatory of Music?"

"Yes, senior."

"Yes, he's pretty good at it. Stay with him and learn more. You, the senior, are an amazing person. You're like a monster."

Zhou Tianwang obviously agreed with her point of view, "Yes, this guy's lyric writing ability is simply a dimensionality reduction blow. Looking at our entire Chinese music scene, no one can surpass him."

Luo Ziyi shook his head and said: "Brother Jie, you are wrong. Chen Feng's talent is not only reflected in lyrics, but his composition ability cannot be underestimated. Whether it is Ye Ye or Qili Xiang, it is enough to prove that he is an all-round genius. .”

"Hey, I can't tell. Zi Yi really respects your new boss. Now I understand why you joined Xinghai."

Tong Mengying's words made Luo Ziyi's face tremble, and she said calmly: "Do you understand now? Then I can only say that you haven't understood it yet, but it doesn't matter, you will understand it soon."

"Huh? What do you understand? Is there any other reason why you went to his company?"

"No comment."

Seeing that something was wrong in the atmosphere, Zhou Tianwang quickly smoothed things over and changed the subject: "This guy just said he planned to go behind the scenes. Xiaobai, you spend more time with him. Can you tell me if he is serious?"

"This..." Xiaobai was embarrassed for a while and said hesitantly: "I can't say, but Brother Feng is really busy. Our company has a wide range of business, including animation, movies, and TV series. I guess he might It’s really tiring, so…”

"Well, from what you said, it's really possible. I'll ask when he comes back later. It would be a pity for him to turn behind the scenes at his age. However, the new Journey to the West anime released by your company is quite interesting. It's just an update. too slow."

. . .

In the live broadcast room, netizens were also discussing the meaning of the lyrics of the song Xiaochou.

"The more I listen to these lyrics, the more mysterious they become. Chen Feng's lyric writing ability is simply monster level."

"Do you even need to say this?"

"I just counted and he toasted eight glasses of wine in total. Why don't you drink it yourself?"

"...Is the person upstairs here here to make fun of you?"

"I'm very happy, right?"

"The morning sun, moonlight, hometown, distance, tomorrow, past, ordinary, death, aren't these the epitome of most people's lives?"

"Yes, most of us are just ordinary people."

"..."

Chen Feng returned to the lounge and saw several people gathering together to whisper. He stepped forward and asked, "What are you talking about? You are so happy."

"You've come just in time. We were talking about you just now. Are you really planning to go behind the scenes?"

"We'll discuss this later. Now it's your turn to sing on stage, Brother Jie."

"So fast? Okay, I'll talk to you when I get down." After Zhou Chengjie reacted, he remembered that it was indeed his turn to sing on stage. He had no choice but to suspend the topic and slowly walked towards the stage.

"Luo Tianhou, you are next. Are you sure you can practice that song well?"

"Bah, who are you looking down on? I already told you that I have no problem speaking English."

"Well, that's fine..."

After hearing the conversation between the two, Tong Mengying had a vague guess in her mind. After thinking about what Luo Ziyi said just now, she quickly reacted.

"I understand, you joined Xinghai just to let him write songs for you?"

"Huh?" Chen Feng glanced at her and pretended to be confused, "Sister, who are you???"