92: Chapter 92 Piano Music Before the Contestant's Performance

Wang Bo held the song he and Zhou Bule had written in his left hand.

In his right hand, he held the song Chen Shaoping had written in five minutes.

He compared the two.

Suddenly, he crumpled the paper in his left hand into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

With a fawning smile, he leaned closer to Chen Shaoping.

"Da Ping, you are the God of Composition and the God of Lyrics in my heart."

His hands weren't idle either, as he continuously massaged Chen Shaoping's shoulders.

Zhou Bule went even further, squatting beside him to pound his legs.

Praise never stopped flowing from his mouth.

"President Chen, with the lyrics you write, I don't expect to be able to write anything like it in this lifetime."

"Does that feel good?"

Sitting in the chair, Chen Shaoping nodded with satisfaction.

Five minutes ago...

Wang Bo and Zhou Bule had finished their own song.

Thinking it was perfect, they insisted on competing with Chen Shaoping.

Furthermore, they gave him a five-minute time limit.

As a result, both of them were slapped hard in the face by the outcome.

The current shoulder massage and leg pounding were the best punishment for their previous arrogance and cockiness.

"President Chen, are you satisfied? If there's no problem, I'll go and get familiar with the song first."

Zhou Bule tested the waters in a low voice.

Chen Shaoping didn't even lift his eyes; looking like an ancient wealthy landlord, he slowly squeezed two words out of his throat.

"Go ahead!!"

"Yes!"

Zhou Bule stopped his movements, stood up, took the song, and left.

Wang Bo intended to follow closely behind and make a clean getaway.

But as soon as his hands stopped, he was called back and criticized by the 'landlord' Chen Shaoping.

"Bo-ah. Zhou Bule is going to do proper work; this song has nothing to do with you."

"Your proper work right now is to massage my shoulders and pound my legs."

"You're such a grown man, yet day after day you don't know how to do anything productive."

Wang Bo was helpless, his intestines turning green with regret.

He clenched his hands into fists and swung them vigorously a few times toward Chen Shaoping's forehead.

He was venting his inner dissatisfaction.

The next moment, he still obediently went back to pounding the legs.

Many of the netizens in the livestream room were Wang Bo's fans.

"Bo-ah, why did you have to provoke him? This waiter's work is quite practiced; you must get disciplined by President Chen often, right?"

"I announce that this group is renamed: 'Young Master Ping and His Two Unlucky Brothers'!"

"Am I the only one curious about what was written in that song thrown in the trash? Pick it up and let us see!"

"Listening to 'big fish' made my scalp tingle and gave me goosebumps all over."

"The person above is right; half the credit for the movie box office of 'begonia' goes to 'big fish'."

...

Wang Bo and Zhou Bule had quite a few fans now, and the number of people online in their livestream room was also considerable.

However, they were all quite rational.

Even when they saw their favorite star being bullied by Chen Shaoping, they didn't scold him.

Instead, they felt the bullying was reasonable.

Soon, three hours quietly passed by.

The second to submit a song was Livestream Room 1.

Although he took second place, Xu Kun's expression was still unpleasant as he looked dissatisfied at Liu Xue and Ji Ping.

Host had changed his suit jacket for a vest and his tie for a bowtie.

His entire face appeared even more well-defined.

"Welcome to the second live broadcast of 'the singer & songwriter'."

"Today, before the six groups of contestants take the stage to perform, let us first enjoy a beautiful piano piece."

"Let us welcome the famous pianist of our country with warm applause—Li Li."

"She will be performing her signature piece, 'Evening Breeze at Dawn'."

After the Host, Host, finished the introduction, the stage lights dimmed.

When they brightened again, a beautiful lady and a piano had appeared on stage.

The whole venue fell silent.

Countless gazes were focused on the stage.

Accompanying Li Li's long, flexible fingers as they rhythmically pressed down each key,

The beautiful instrument resounded throughout the entire broadcasting hall.

Sometimes her hands were like galloping warhorses, producing an impassioned and soul-stirring battle song.

Sometimes they were like a breeze blowing over a calm lake, stirring up ripples in people's hearts.

Chen Shaoping listened quietly.

He was entranced by the dreamscape Li Li wove with her hands.

A good performer can endow a work with her unique temperament.

Li Li was just such a performer.

The performance ended.

Li Li stood up and said gently, "Thank you to the CCTV stage, and thank you everyone for giving me the opportunity to perform."

"Thank you, everyone."

The venue erupted in a tide of applause, wave after wave, unending.

Chen Shaoping slowly opened his eyes, looking at the radiant Li Li on stage.

Only then did he realize that the piano player he encountered while eating at the Western restaurant with Sister Ying last night...

...was actually Li Li.

In terms of performance technique alone, Sister Ying was indeed not quite as good as her.

But the difference wasn't huge.

He wondered if he should consider letting Sister Ying develop in this direction.

A woman playing the piano is truly both beautiful and cool.

"Thank you, Li Li, for bringing us such a beautiful musical feast. Let us once again use warm applause to see her off."

"Next to take the stage is our first performing contestant of the day."

"She is Zheng Wenfang from Hong Kong, and she will be singing the song 'lovesickness in the wind and rain'."

In the center of the stage, under the spotlight!

Zheng Wenfang wore a simple, slim-fitting dress that outlined her youthful and beautiful curves.

Following the melody, her eyes were sometimes intoxicated and slightly closed, sometimes sorrowful and melancholy.

When she reached the chorus, she displayed an explosive power full of strength, yet without shouting.

The rhythm was fast but not chaotic.

When she finished the last line, the lingering sound had not yet dissipated.

As she bowed deeply, her long hair slid over her shoulders like a waterfall.

Her emotions still seemed affected by the song; her brow was tightly furrowed, showing no signs of relaxing.

"Thank you!!"

Host returned to the stage with somewhat hurried steps, a smile on his face.

"The first song today is a Cantonese song."

"My Cantonese isn't very good, but just now I was so moved by the atmosphere of the stage that it took me a moment to come back to my senses."

"Now, let's invite Teacher Li Zhongsheng to comment on this 'lovesickness in the wind and rain'."

Zheng Wenfang held the microphone tightly with both hands, looking at Li Zhongsheng with some nervousness.

Li Zhongsheng adjusted his glasses frame, a look of lingering enjoyment on his face.

"A second ago, I was still immersed in this song."

"That shows its power."

"Although it was a song written in three hours, it is very mature."

"Teacher Ye and Teacher One Blade's skills are truly profound!"

"The young girl sang wonderfully; I personally like it very much!"

"I give it full marks."

Zheng Wenfang beamed with joy, her previous nervousness long gone, as she repeatedly said 'Thank you' in Cantonese.

Host was equally happy; he liked this song too.

"Thank you, Teacher Li, for the commentary."

"Next is the scoring segment. Let's see what its score is."

"Countdown begins..."

In the end, the song 'lovesickness in the wind and rain', jointly created by Zheng Wenfang, Ye Shunming, and One Blade, received 141 votes.

The five judges gave 45 votes, and Teacher Li Zhongsheng indeed gave 1 vote.

The hundred-person jury gave 96 votes.

Zheng Wenfang left the stage happily, skipping along.

The Host seemed to be infected by her, lifting his feet high as he walked.

"Tonight has started off well. I hope the following performances will be just as exciting."

"Please use warm applause to welcome our second group of performers."

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