I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

Everyone on the public screen in the live broadcast room had a lot of question marks in their heads.

The camera followed Wen Wan as she walked backstage.

"Why is she backstage when she's not writing songs? What is she doing?"

"Oh my god, I'm so curious. What on earth is she trying to do? Can someone explain it to her, or let her tell it herself?"

"Is she really running away? But she looks so calm. Is she pretending to be calm?"

Amidst everyone's speculation, she walked into the instrument room where musical instruments were stored.

He picked up a long bamboo flute, blew away the dust on it, and then took out a piece of toilet paper.

Wipe it gently as you walk towards the stage.

The whole process was seamless.

Walk through the dim corridor and return to the stage.

Countdown on the screen: '05:02'

"What the hell is she doing? There's still five minutes left and she's still polishing the flute. It's driving me crazy."

"I'm so worried! By the time she cleans it up, the flowers will have wilted, and Lao Wang's son will be old enough to help with cooking."

"Doesn't she know how to play any musical instrument? What is she doing with the flute?"

"What? She can't? That's just a bunch of nonsense, just bluffing."

"Look! He's moving. Is he finally going to start writing?"

"Hey, why did you put down your pen again? Finished? ? I have one more minute, so I need to write a little more. Even if it doesn't sound good, I have to write a complete song. Otherwise, it would be so embarrassing."

"Oh my god, I really want to know what she wrote. I only have enough time to draw a turtle."

"Ding"

The countdown on the screen stopped and a reminder sounded in the live broadcast room.

"The time has come." Ding Kai had a gloating smile on his face, and a hint of sarcasm in his words, "Teacher Rimen, you can now announce your masterpiece."

He said this with some impatience.

He couldn't wait to see Wen Wan with this face, crying bitterly, begging him to let her go.

Just thinking about it made a heat surge through his body.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Wan handed the paper in his hand to Hao Yu.

"Give the band teacher 10 minutes to familiarize themselves with the song. Judge Ding should have no objection."

Wen Wan said as she looked at Ding Kai, who looked at her with disdain, "You actually still want to sing it?"

Wen Wan tilted her head. "Shouldn't a complete work be presented in its entirety? Does Judge Ding have any other objections?"

"What can I say? It's a bit of a waste of time, but I can't help you if you want to make a fool of yourself."

Ding Kai was disdainful. He still had 10 more minutes to waste.

Wen Wan chuckled, "Thank you, Judge Ding, for your kindness."

Ten minutes later, Hao Yu brought the news that the band teacher was ready.

Wen Wancai said.

"Then I'll begin. Judge Ding, please listen carefully. I'm going to give you a song called 'Self-Caged Cocoon'."

Wrapping oneself in a cocoon?

Wen Wan was talking about himself, he was quite self-aware.

Ding Kai sneered in disdain. He wanted to hear what kind of noise Wen Wan could write.

The others held their breath, all of them looking worried for Wen Wan.

The surroundings darkened, a beam of light shone on Wen Wan, and she was the only one left on the stage.

The world seemed to be paused.

Her slender white fingers moved, and the burnt yellow bamboo flute formed a flower on her chest.

Then the bamboo flute was gently placed on his tender and tempting lower lips.

The air exhaled from between her two lips, and the melodious and ethereal music reached everyone's ears.

Ding Kai's scalp tingled. He didn't expect that Wen Wan could actually play the flute.

It doesn't matter, what will happen to him?

Being able to play the flute doesn’t mean she can write good songs.

Ancient style songs are not like other popular songs. They cannot be completed in 10 minutes.

Ding Kai comforted himself in his heart.

"What an ethereal voice! I got goosebumps. I felt like my heart had been cleansed and pure."

"Who said Nichimen-sama can't play an instrument? Come out and get beaten! This is clearly a master's level, okay?"

The sound of the flute seems to pass through mountains, forests, streams, and finally fall into a mysterious canyon.