With just a few casual words, I've swept the music scene.

Just as the audience was captivated by the rousing music, Su Zhen slowly raised the microphone:

"Where will my sword go? Love and hate are hard to reciprocate; my blade slices through the sky, right and wrong are beyond my comprehension..."

Many people's eyes lit up immediately:

"Martial arts style! It definitely has a martial arts style!"

"Swords and dreams... The opening line is relevant to the theme, and the lyrics are quite interesting!"

"The music is so beautiful!"

"Swords and Dreams" is one of the most classic martial arts songs on Earth. It became an instant hit as soon as it was released, becoming one of the most popular songs. The first part is gentle and slow, while the second part is exciting and surging. The stark contrast between the two parts is enough to get people excited, not to mention the lyrics that ignite the martial arts spirit.

"Coming in haste, leaving in haste, I regret not meeting you sooner; loving in haste, hating in haste, all gone with the wind. A wild laugh, a long sigh, a life of joy, a life of sorrow, who will share life and death with me!"

The exciting climax made it hard for the audience to contain themselves, their blood boiling and they quickly got into the zone!

Wang Lei and Yu Zhifei exchanged a glance, both unable to hide the excitement in their eyes.

As expected of CEO Fan!

It truly lives up to its reputation as a culture of upheaval!

This song is amazing!

Another hit song that is sure to sweep the nation has emerged from the music scene in Linhai!

Zhuo Tao was completely dumbfounded.

no……

Is this even possible?

Even if I changed the order of the game on the spot, I couldn't do anything to him.

This makes no sense!

In his desperation, he didn't care about anything else and hurriedly raised his hand to signal to his assistant behind him. The assistant immediately gave instructions to the mole hidden in the audience.

Suddenly, people everywhere started stirring up trouble:

"What kind of rubbish is this singing? It's absolutely awful!"

"We have to start with an upbeat song, why bother with all this sentimental stuff!"

"Get down! We don't want to hear this!"

But as soon as they started shouting, the people around them objected:

"Are your ears just for decoration? You say such a good song is bad?"

"Are you blatantly lying? Isn't this song rousing enough? Are you deliberately trying to smear them?"

"Who said we don't like it? If you don't like it, cover your ears and don't listen! If you keep yelling, I'll beat you up!"

As a result, all those who tried to stir up trouble were either scolded by their neighbors or shouted at the top of their lungs but no one paid any attention to them. The overwhelming response that Zhuo Tao had imagined never materialized!

Seeing that Su Zhen was getting more and more into his singing and the atmosphere in the audience was getting more and more heated, Zhuo Tao could only grit his teeth and hold his breath.

Just then, Wang Lei turned to Zhuo and said, "President Zhuo, your suggestion to have Fanfu Culture open the show is brilliant! I had some prejudice against you before, but I didn't expect you to be so selfless, willing to support your rival for the sake of the music festival. Your magnanimity is truly admirable!"

Yu Zhifei added fuel to the fire: "Otherwise, how could Yuting Culture become a leader in the music industry? They certainly have vision and ambition!"

Zhuo Tao was so angry at the two of them that he almost vomited blood. He rolled his eyes, turned his head away, and didn't say a word.

You're practically killing someone by breaking their spirit!

But it's okay, my ultimate move is yet to come!

Just then, the vice president in charge of Xingyao Entertainment, one of the six entertainment companies that Yuting Culture had brought, came over, frowned, and whispered, "President Zhuo, you can't do it this way! This Fanfu Culture is too outrageous. How are we supposed to handle this?"

"Just answer it however you want!" Zhuo Tao said irritably.

"That won't do!" the other party protested. "We came here to help you and support Yuting Culture. You can't cheat us! Anyway, our singers can't take their gigs. You should arrange for your own singers to perform!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Zhuo Tao tried to pull him back but failed, and he was furious.

With no other option, he had to call his assistant over and temporarily arrange for him to go backstage so that the singers and band from Yuting Culture could prepare to take over the show from Fanfu Culture.

"Huh?" The assistant was stunned. "We're going to suffer a huge loss if we arrange things this way!"

"It's alright," Zhuo Tao said, suppressing his anger. "Suffering a small loss is nothing to worry about. We have other plans! Overturn Culture is doomed this time. Trading injury for their lives is a worthwhile deal!"

The assistant had no choice but to go down and tell his own singer.

Upon hearing this, Ning Yu, a singer from Yuting Culture, immediately became agitated: "You want me to take over Su Zhen's show? Are you kidding me? Anyone who takes that show is doomed!"

"This is President Zhuo's order. You have to accept it whether you want to or not!" The assistant bluntly took a hard line.

Ning Yu was so angry that his nose was crooked, but he was helpless. He could only hurriedly prepare with the band and take the stage after the people from the "Overturning Culture" group left.

The host then gave a formal introduction, and then music started playing as Ning Yu began to sing.

The audience's emotions had already been ignited by Su Zhen, and they were now looking forward to another wonderful performance to push their enthusiasm to a new peak.

Ke Ningyu's singing skills and voice are indeed quite good, but that song...

That's really bad!

"What kind of song is this? I was just getting enthusiastic, and this song completely extinguished it!"

"Ning Yu's song is no good. Compared to 'Swords and Dreams,' it's just a cheesy pop song!"

"This piece of music is so mediocre, and the lyrics are so bad, it's like they have absolutely no cultural literacy. How dare they accept Su Zhen's invitation?"

To be fair, the quality of this song isn't as bad as they say. If you played it on its own, they would find it pleasant to listen to.

The problem is that there are already excellent examples to follow!

The problem is that everyone listened to "Swords and Dreams" first, which piqued their interest!

If you first let everyone taste the skills of a five-star chef, and then serve them a plate of your own home-cooked food, it's no wonder they'll frown and say it's not delicious!

Zhuo Tao has completely shot himself in the foot, and he has no choice but to swallow his pride and bear the consequences!

Wang Lei and Yu Zhifei were even more unethical, constantly frowning and criticizing:

"The lyrics of this song seem a bit too straightforward and lack depth. Compared to the previous song, it sounds like it was written by a middle school student."

"The music itself is rather disappointing! And the arrangement is a complete mess. Mr. Zhuo, shouldn't you replace the arranger? This person is clearly incompetent and is dragging down the results!"

Zhuo Tao felt a mouthful of blood stuck in his chest, but he forced himself not to vomit it.

Seeing his frustrated expression, Wang Lei and Yu Zhifei couldn't help but chuckle to themselves.

Although they were unaware of Zhuo Tao's sinister intentions in organizing the music festival, "The Voice of China" and "The Strongest Newcomer" were rivals. During the broadcast, Yuting Culture kept playing dirty tricks. How could the two possibly forgive each other?

Of course, we should take every opportunity to humiliate our opponents!

"Mr. Zhuo, why aren't you saying anything?"

"Were we being a little too direct?"

"Mr. Zhuo, we're only being so open and honest with you because we consider you a friend!"

"We sincerely hope that Yuting Culture will thrive!"

"Yes, in the end, although Yuting Culture often cooperates with Capital TV, its roots are in Linhai. We are all one family!"

Zhuo Tao glared at the two men with hatred, feeling like he wanted to kill them.