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"I was shocked!"

Then a strong reaction erupted in the room.

"666"

It takes up the entire screen.

"I'm astonished! This poem is so evocative! By the way, who wrote it?! Could it be the Crown Prince's original work?!"

"I'm shocked! It feels like the world has gone mad. I just searched for this song on Baidu. There's absolutely no trace of it. So, it's highly likely that this song is an original work by the Crown Prince!"

"I also searched on Baidu and Gougou, but I couldn't find any information."

In this era where people readily consult Baidu (the Chinese search engine), the fact that you can't find it can only mean one thing: this poem has never appeared before.

"If you like this poem, you can copy it down and put it by your bedside. It's the first thing you see when you wake up, and it will definitely ward off evil spirits."

"Let's start with a hilarious, cheerful, shameless, low-quality, tasteless, ridiculous, and utterly trashy song called 'Ten Yuan Renminbi'," Chen Yu laughed. Actually, the song wasn't as bad as Chen Yu made it out to be, but he did it just to be funny and make everyone laugh, nothing more.

Moreover, this is indeed not a song that can be openly discussed, because it contains many words that express hidden wounds.

Chen Yu was worried that those so-called experts and professors would bring this up.

"Hey streamer, do you have to belittle your own song like that? It's so damn funny!"

"This is the first time I've heard someone describe their own song like this."

"666, thumbs up for the honesty of this streamer."

"You're so cheerful, shameless, low-class, tasteless, utterly trashy streamer, are you trying to be funny?!"

The room erupted in laughter, but the viewers were also filled with anticipation for this upbeat, low-quality, tasteless, ridiculous, and utterly trashy song. They were all curious about what kind of song the host, the person in question, described as "upbeat, low-quality, tasteless, ridiculous, and utterly trashy."

"Alright, let's get started!" Chen Yu laughed loudly, turning on the accompaniment as he spoke.

The instrumental version of this song only requires 10 fan points. Chen Yu is truly speechless.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Although this song is fun to listen to, the probability of it truly capturing the hearts of listeners is too low.

"Let's get started! Oh dear, the sun's shining, the rain's stopped, and you think you're all set?"

Why don't you ever walk the great path of humanity?

Five yuan means you have no ability.

Claiming someone else's work as your own is a mistake.

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You lacked a lid as a child and lacked love as an adult, with a rope tied around your waist and a pot lid on your head.

They even called you the Invincible East of the Chinese rap scene.

You have a very creative appearance and live a very courageous life.

"Wow, I'm speechless. This song is such a rip-off, but I don't think it's as bad as the streamer makes it out to be. Instead, it feels like a kind of catharsis."

"I'm going to tell you that you lacked a lid as a child, lacked love as an adult, had a rope around your waist, and a pot lid on your head."

This line is so classic! I really admire the streamer's talent. For this song alone, I give you a thumbs up!

"Wow, this streamer is amazing! I'm totally impressed by this song. It's really good and has a lot of flavor. Now I have a perfect template for insulting people."

"Transportation relies mainly on walking, and communication relies mainly on shouting."

"They rely on shivering for warmth and dogs for security—how poor must they be? I have so much respect for this streamer; his mind is truly unparalleled."

The song was over quickly, and Chen Yu felt incredibly good. The song didn't have many techniques; it was all about having fun. It was mainly about venting, cursing, and letting off steam, so as long as you let loose, you could do whatever you wanted.

"How about it? Not bad, right?" Chen Yu said with a grin.

"It's really good, the streamer is awesome. But after this song, no one will dare to criticize you anymore. Your mouth is truly something else."

"Oh my god, that's hilarious! Your description of 'joyful, unscrupulous, low-quality, tasteless, damn rip-off, utterly trash' is so apt. Now I know why you described it that way."

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Chen Yu glanced at the number of viewers and followers, and found that the number of followers had broken the 2000 mark, and the number of online viewers had reached a staggering 5189. Although these numbers were constantly changing, people come and go. They couldn't be forced to stay; that's how online fans are—they come and go quickly, merely passing through one's life.

"Alright, that's all for today's live stream. We'll have another chance to do a live stream next time. I'll post an announcement and send a private message before the live stream. If you like me, you can follow me. If you don't like me, I can only beg you to like me."

However, I still hope that everyone in this room can face the sea and enjoy the warmth of spring.

See you next time! "

"goodbye!"

After turning off the live stream, Chen Yu immediately collapsed into bed; he was too exhausted. He needed to rest properly.

However, Chen Yu didn't know that although his live stream had ended, the matter did not end there. "Spring Blossoms" was posted on Weibo by netizens, attracting countless likes and going viral. Meanwhile, "Ten Yuan RMB" also quickly spread across the internet due to its cheerful, unscrupulous, low-quality, tasteless, ridiculous, and utterly trashy reputation.

As a result, "The Boatman's Love" also became widely known.

But Chen Yu was unaware of all of this.

Taking a day off in the middle gives students a buffer time, since military training is very intense and it is easy to cause side effects if they start studying immediately after it ends.

Around 11 a.m., Chen Yu received a call from an unknown number in Beijing.

"Hello, is this Mr. Chen Yu?!" A male voice came from the phone, and judging from the tone of his voice, he was probably a middle-aged man.

"Yes, this is you. May I ask who you are?!" Chen Yu was a little curious. Who could be calling him? Could it be the CCTV Young Singers Competition program team?

But he wasn't sure himself.

"I'm from the CCTV Young Singers Competition program team. Your work has successfully entered the preliminary round. Our preliminary round recording will be on October 8th. Do you have time on that day?" the other party asked politely.

"Yes, but I want to know how many days it will take, because I'm still in school, and if I take too many days off, the teacher won't approve it!" Chen Yu said with a smile.

"Oh, we understand. Generally, recording only takes one day. However, given your time constraints, we can arrange for an earlier recording to ensure your normal schedule!" The other party seemed to have thought of this beforehand, which is understandable. The participants in the CCTV Young Singers Competition are mostly young people, either working or students. It's unlikely that they would give up their current jobs for a singing competition with uncertain outcomes.

Therefore, we try our best to adjust the time so as not to delay the recording time too much.

"Thank you, no problem. I'm at the Central Conservatory of Music right now. How do I get there?" Chen Yu asked.

"I'll give you the address. You can take a car or a taxi. Our production team will cover any expenses incurred," the person on the other end said.

"OK, thanks!"

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