8: Chapter 8 You dare mock Teacher Wen? Wen Youren is furious!

Consequently, Jiang Feng began reading the second sheet of paper.

The title of this song was "The Shadow Secretly Said Goodbye".

Uh, how should I put this?

To Jiang Feng, it didn't even feel as good as the first one.

Mediocre, it was truly just too mediocre.

Flowery, empty lyrics and a terrible structure.

Could Li Qingwan have been swindled?

Perhaps this old man isn't any kind of Lyric Saint at all.

Could he just be some former 'spirit boy' who has grown old?

That was what Jiang Feng thought.

"How are they? These songs."

Wen Youren also looked toward Li Qingwan and Jiang Feng.

"I think they are all quite good."

"It's just that there doesn't seem to be anything in particular that truly astonished me."

"But I feel that every one of these songs is a top-tier masterpiece."

Li Qingwan could not help but exclaim.

"?????"

Jiang Feng looked at Li Qingwan with a face full of astonishment.

Is this person really a diva of the music scene?

Has she never tasted fine grain?

Do these shoddy, poorly crafted songs deserve to be called top-tier masterpieces?

"It seems your standards are very high."

"I really don't know what to do with you."

"It appears I must bring out the best song I have written recently."

Wen Youren shook his head and smiled as he looked at Li Qingwan.

He spoke with a sense of helplessness.

"Teacher Wen still has hidden treasures?"

Li Qingwan's eyes immediately lit up.

"?????"

Watching the two of them singing in harmony, Jiang Feng really couldn't take it anymore.

Where are these high standards?

And where are these treasures?

How could these two people treat these shoddy, poorly crafted songs like treasures?

But Jiang Feng did not speak.

He only silently complained in his heart.

He actually wanted to see what kind of treasure Wen Youren was hiding, anyway.

Soon.

Wen Youren acted as if he were taking out a precious treasure.

He carefully took a sheet of paper out of a drawer.

This sheet of paper had been mounted and framed.

In the bottom right corner, it was signed with the name of Wen Youren.

Clearly, this was absolutely Wen Youren's pride and joy.

"Take it."

Wen Youren, looking visibly reluctant to part with it, handed it to Li Qingwan.

And Li Qingwan, as if she had obtained a priceless treasure, accepted it cautiously.

Afterward, she looked at the lyrics with a solemn expression.

Well, Jiang Feng also curiously stretched his head over.

He also wanted to see the lyrics that Wen Youren, who was known as the master of lyrics in the music industry, regarded as a treasure.

What kind of good song could it possibly be?

The title of this song was "Glaze".

The general meaning of the lyrics was to compare glaze to love.

Although beautiful, it is fragile.

Actually, this metaphor was passable.

But!

Wen Youren's lyrics were written in a way that was far too old-fashioned.

To Jiang Feng, it felt like that kind of 'Shamate' style.

One line of the lyrics almost made Jiang Feng spit out what he was drinking.

But Jiang Feng held it back.

He could only suppress it until his face turned red.

"Those burning vows, how sharp they are after cooling."

"The blood from cut fingers stains the indifference of whom."

But as luck would have it, Li Qingwan actually sang it out loud at that moment.

"Pfft."

Jiang Feng could not help but make a sound with his mouth.

For a moment, in the quiet study, the gazes of Li Qingwan and Wen Youren both fell upon Jiang Feng's face.

"Ahem."

"I'm sorry, I have a bit of a cold."

"I wanted to sneeze just now and couldn't hold it in."

Seeing that both of them were looking at him, Jiang Feng hurriedly defended himself with a straight face.

But his flushed cheeks made Wen Youren's expression turn increasingly dark.

"Jiang Feng, what are you doing!"

"On such a solemn occasion, even if you needed to sneeze, you should have gone outside."

Li Qingwan looked at Jiang Feng with some annoyance.

She had pulled many favors to get this opportunity to choose a song.

Jiang Feng was actually making such sounds at a time like this.

It was simply ridiculous.

If this displeased Teacher Wen, everything would be ruined.

After all, Teacher Wen was notoriously fickle in the entertainment industry.

Sure enough, Wen Youren's expression had already turned cold.

"It seems you have some contempt for my lyrics?"

Wen Youren's voice no longer had the softness from moments ago.

Instead, it was as cold as a block of ice.

His eyes were fixed tightly on Jiang Feng's face.

Having been in the entertainment industry for so many years, reading people's expressions was, of course, a basic skill for him.

Although Jiang Feng's explanation was perfect, the flush on his face could not deceive anyone.

Moreover, there was absolutely no respect for his work in his eyes.

Wen Youren saw it clearly.

"No."

"Teacher Wen, you've misunderstood."

Jiang Feng shook his head hurriedly.

He was about to get off work soon.

He didn't want to cause trouble for himself at this time.

"Jiang Feng, apologize to Teacher Wen quickly!"

Li Qingwan said with some anger.

At this moment, she already regretted bringing Jiang Feng to such a solemn occasion.

She knew he was an idiot who knew nothing about music, yet she still brought him to such a place.

Wasn't this just asking for trouble?

For a moment, the look in Li Qingwan's eyes toward Jiang Feng even contained a hint of disgust.

"Teacher Wen, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it."

"I really just have a bit of a cold."

"I have not the slightest disrespect for your work."

Jiang Feng said hurriedly.

Although he had many complaints in his heart, he had to bow his head while under someone else's roof.

Jiang Feng understood this point.

"Have you studied music?"

Wen Youren ignored Jiang Feng's apology.

He just stared fixedly at Jiang Feng's face, as if wanting to see right through him.

"No."

Jiang Feng shook his head.

"Then have you ever written lyrics?"

Wen Youren asked again.

"No."

Jiang Feng still shook his head.

Although he considered himself a literary enthusiast in his past life, liking to listen to songs and watch movies,

he didn't have that literary cell.

How could he have the ability to write songs?

"Then why did you make a mocking sound at my lyrics?"

Wen Youren's eyes were fiercely terrifying.

He didn't look like the kind old man from before at all.

At this moment, he was clearly serious.

"Teacher Wen."

"Jiang Feng probably didn't mean it."

Li Qingwan, standing to the side, seemed to realize the severity of the problem and hurriedly tried to smooth things over for Jiang Feng.

She wasn't trying to help Jiang Feng, but rather was afraid that Wen Youren would get angry and ruin their collaboration.

"Shut up!"

Wen Youren turned his head and gave Li Qingwan a fierce glare.

Clearly, he was truly angry.

"Uh, what's the meaning of this?"

Jiang Feng didn't quite understand.

Didn't he just fail to hold it in?

Did he just snicker?

Was it necessary for this old man to make such a big deal out of it?

Besides, he had already apologized to him.

The key was that his lyrics were truly not that good.

For a moment, Jiang Feng also felt a bit angry.

But he still held it back.

"Teacher Wen, if my behavior just now offended you,"

"I apologize to you again."

Jiang Feng said, taking a deep breath.