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After Xu Qing's performance ended, the live barrage was quiet for a moment.

This is unprecedented in previous performances.

Everyone was shocked by the beauty of Xu Qing's works.

Why, there is such a nice song.

Although aesthetics is subjective and inconsistent, the sound of this song is objective.

Really, it sounds good!

The barrage was quiet for a moment, and then went crazy.

The staff on the director's side didn't notice the situation here, because they were also immersed in Xu Qing's singing.

The songs created by Xu Qing are not technical, and the high notes will not sound too tiring.She seemed to be telling the audience a story, a story written in notes.

She stood in the center of the stage, and the cold light fell, covering her, and at a certain moment, there was a sense of sacredness, as if she was a god standing in a Roman temple for thousands of years, which was fascinating and awe-inspiring.

The field controller was even taken aback for a moment, and then urged the host Chu Ji to take the stage through the earphones.

Chu Ji came to the stage from the side and took a deep look at Xu Qing.

Xu Qing is really the strangest person he has ever seen, not one of them, who has such creative strength, but still does physical work and acts as his bodyguard.

He really didn't understand what she was thinking.

With a smile in his eyes, Chu Ji held a hand card to interview Xu Qing who had finished the performance.

"Xu Qing, right? Can you share with everyone the story that happened during the creation of your song?"

Xu Qing worked as Chu Ji's bodyguard for a while, and during that time the two often bickered.

Now that their eyes met, Xu Qing felt the ridicule in Chu Ji's eyes.

He said with his eyes, I didn't expect you to have such an ability to compose music.

Xu Qing held the microphone, met his eyes, and said without changing expression: "About creating a story..."

Seeing her calm demeanor, as if she had never seen him before, Chu Ji thought to himself, from this point of view, Xu Qing's acting skills are not so good.

Fortunately, Xu Qing had already looked forward, otherwise she would have seen Chu Ji's raised eyebrow expression, and she would definitely not be able to hold back her expression.

"Actually, I wrote another version."

Chu Ji answered, "Oh? Are you saying that in just one week, you actually made two songs?"

Xu Qing nodded, "Yes, two different styles of adaptation."

Chu Ji put down the card in his hand, ignored the interview time stipulated by the program group, and continued talking on his own.

"Then is it convenient for you to perform another version for everyone?"

Although Jiang Yile and Xu Qing lived in the same dormitory, Chu Ji and Jiang Yile usually didn't have enough time to fall in love. Jiang Yile didn't tell Chu Ji about the loss of Xu Qing's manuscript.

When Chu Ji asked this question, whether it was Xu Yunrou on the tutor's seat or Li Yinghao in the audience, they all looked nervous.

Perform another version?

Could it be that Yu Xi stole the song from the USB flash drive?

Whether it was Xu Yunrou or Li Yinghao, the self-confidence they had just now was gone.

Just now they wanted to give Xu Qing the big hat of plagiarism, but now that Xu Qing has shown such strength, what will happen to the public opinion.

If Xu Qing announces it, will the audience still stand firmly on Li Yinghao's side?

At the scene, except for the nervous two, everyone else was looking forward to it.

Xu Qing, who was able to adapt Xu Yunrou's song so successfully, what kind of excellent work will he come up with?

It's really exciting.

Standing on the stage, Xu Qing saw the only two people in the audience who felt guilty at a glance.

She pursed her lower lip slightly, and said into the microphone: "Performance...forget it, that is a waste draft, and it cannot be put into a dignified hall. I will only show you the finished work."

Chu Ji didn't force it, "So it's like this, it seems that you still have high requirements for your own works."

On the stage, Xu Qing and Chu Ji spoke one sentence after another, and the atmosphere was very friendly.

But Xu Yunrou, who was at the instructor's seat, suddenly had a bad face.

Scrap.

She clenched her fists tightly, and her nails even sank into her palms due to the force.

The slight pain made her more conscious.

After so many years, she actually got involved with Xu Qing's waste manuscript again!

She was reminded of the secret past that she became famous with Xu Qing's waste manuscript.

This was the last thing Xu Yunrou wanted to face, but Xu Qing brought it up in front of the audience all over the country.

Although, others don't know that her first album is Xu Qing's waste draft.

But Xu Yunrou still felt like a light on her back, very uncomfortable.

Afterwards, Chu Ji asked Xu Yunrou, as the original song, what opinion did he have on Xu Qing's adaptation.

Xu Yunrou didn't say anything, she bypassed the problem with all her efforts, said some innocuous words, and then gave up.

The whole night, Xu Yunrou's heart seemed to be covered by dark clouds.

After finally waiting for the live broadcast to end, Xu Yunrou rushed to the backstage lounge in a hurry.

The assistant was about to follow in when the door was slammed shut in front of her.

Almost hit her in the face.

The assistant was startled, and quickly stopped in his tracks.

Just as she was about to ask Xu Yunrou what happened, she heard crackling and smashing sounds from the lounge.

in the lounge.

Xu Yunrou swung almost everything she could see to the ground.

There was a sound of shattering, whether it was Dior's lipstick or Givenchy's loose powder, they all shattered on the ground, making a mess!

Still not relieved, she picked up the vase on the dressing table and threw it at the wall next to her.

The vase shattered, and the water in it splashed out, wetting half of the Hermès carpet.

That carpet is delicate and cannot be wetted, but now it is covered with water and flowers, so it is useless.

"Waste draft! Waste draft! Another waste draft!"

Xu Yunrou slammed her fist on the dressing table, without even looking at the mess around her.

"Ah!!! Xu Qing, damn Xu Qing!"

As soon as Xu Yunrou finished speaking, there was a knock on the door of the dressing room.

Tee, Tee.

Liang Chen's voice sounded outside the door, "Did something happen? Why did I hear a lot of things smashing?"

Xu Yunrou took a deep breath, finished her makeup in front of the mirror, smoothed the hair on her sideburns with her hands, and then opened the door of the dressing room.

She only opened it for a moment, then walked out, and closed the door of the dressing room behind her with her backhand.

"Senior Liang Chen, I'm sorry, I accidentally broke the vase just now, did I disturb you?"

In the corridor, there are staff coming and going.

Xu Yunrou suppressed her anger, put on a gentle mask, and looked at Liang Chen who came here suddenly.

Although Liang Chen is a past star, if he is offended, he will be offended, but Xu Yunrou's personality in the circle is gentle and decent after all, so she can't directly poach the face of Liang Chen, a senior, in this kind of public occasion.

Liang Chen smiled indifferently.

"It turned out that I broke something, so I didn't cut my hand."

Xu Yunrou gradually became a little impatient, but she still had to hold back her breath and said, "Senior, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I just want to chat with you off the show."

Without waiting for Xu Qing to refuse, Liang Chen said in a strange way: "What Xu Qing said on the stage just now was interesting, do you remember?"

Xu Yunrou frowned, "What?"

Liang Chen said: "A waste manuscript is a waste manuscript, just like a fool is always a fool, no matter how glamorous the outside is, the inside is also empty."

His eyes are bright, mixed with undisguised yin and yang.

After Liang Chen finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Xu Yunrou froze for a moment, then went back to the dressing room, smashed something again, and finally vented her anger.

Xu Qing that bitch!How did she hook up with Liang Chen!