Chapter 117 This makes me unique

When there were about ten minutes left, Lin Shiyi began to hear a lot of noises.

Some were relieved, some were tense and sighed, and some were overjoyed.

It’s more about arranging yourself.

"Damn, that idiot named Lin Shiyi hasn't made a single move with ten minutes left?" A gold medal composer was secretly shocked.

"Lin Shiyi is only popular on the Internet. When it comes to the Music Guild, he is nothing." This is another idea of ​​a gold medal composer.

"This is big news. A composer who is very popular on the Internet and has won four championships in a row was beaten to a pulp during the music guild election."

As more and more composers finished writing their lyrics, they also began to pay attention to Lin Shiyi and had a myriad of thoughts in their minds.

To sum it up in one sentence: It's just a silver medal, don't overestimate your abilities.

"Yan Shen is so strong. There are still seven or eight minutes left, and he is still writing lyrics."

"It's over, it's over. Yan Shen is about to take off. I have a feeling that the lyrics he writes will reach a high of over 80."

"I am actually very optimistic. When I saw that Qu Shen was in this election, I was already prepared to accept defeat, hehe."

"Damn it, Lin Shiyi is so fucking pretentious. There are only seven minutes left, and he's still sitting there in meditation. Does he think he's an enlightened monk?"

When there was only one minute left, not only the composer but also the vice chairman frowned slightly: "I take back what I said just now. This young man is too arrogant."

"The vice chairman can also make mistakes sometimes." Hu Gao looked very proud, and it was obvious that he wanted to see the vice chairman get humiliated.

Finally, when there were only four minutes left, Yan Ling raised his head slightly, with a relaxed expression on his face: "Finally, the repair is completed. I will take the position of vice president."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw an incredible scene.

Lin Shiyi actually started writing.

“Hmph, you’re only a few minutes away from starting to write, and you’re still going to be able to come up with something brilliant?” This is what many gold medal composers think.

"Just cramming at the last minute." Yan Ling did not laugh at him, because that was not in line with his status.

The silver medal composer's crushing defeat in the election is the most fitting outcome of the election.

Suddenly, a fiery light flashed in Lin Shiyi's eyes, and his writing speed became faster and faster.

Just like writing lyrics, I keep writing down the words in my mind one by one.

The time has come to the last minute...

Chen Baiguang stood outside the examination room, his heart tense.

Even he couldn't guess what Xiao Linzi was doing.

Even if you think about the lyrics in advance, it still takes time to write them, and they need to be refined.

Time has come to the last thirty seconds...

"Looks like I should make an announcement."

Hu Gao was not too idle to waste time. He had already determined that Lin Shiyi was cramming for an exam, so he had no intention of waiting for him.

"I declare that the first round of the election assessment is over. Candidates are requested to submit the lyrics they have written."

As these powerful words fell, Lin Shiyi had just finished writing the last paragraph. He picked up the paper, raised his head at a 40-degree angle, and said with a smile, "I've finally finished writing it."

“…”

Hu Gao ignored him and called the names in order: "First, Zhang Tian, ​​present the lyrics you have written."

The gold medal composer who was named handed the lyrics to me, and I looked a little nervous.

Although I knew I had no chance of winning the election, I still hoped to hear the music guild president's approval.

In the end, Hu Gao gave 65㵑.

The vice chairman was quite critical and farsighted, and he gave a passing score of 60.