“Songs can express love and friendship, but they shouldn’t be mindless and disgusting!”
"I hate artists like you who give up their own dignity and the dignity of their race just to lick your boots!"
“You can be without talent, but you must be without artistic ethics!”
Shen Xian pointed at Chen Feng and spoke loudly.
“And you guys, you knew this song was disgusting, but you still applauded, just to please Martin. In my opinion, you are all ***!” Shen Xian looked at Shen Li and others.
Shen Li glared at Shen Xian.
The eyes of other friendly competitors flickered.
Lin Zhixia stared at Chen Xian with cold eyes.
And Lin Zhiyin's eyes when looking at Chen Xian were somewhat gentle.
This man is really different from others.
"Well said!" Yao Feiyu was the first to stand up and applaud, "I agree with what Shen Xian said!"
The second person to applaud was Lu Simin.
Martin looked at Shen Xian with eyes full of admiration.
What Martin hates most is racial discrimination and racial confrontation.
Although Chen Feng's songs do not contain any racial discrimination, they do contain some elements of racial confrontation.
Who could understand the tragedy of racial discrimination better than Martin?
Chen Feng's face flushed and distorted. He looked at Chen Xian and shouted, "Chen Xian, what qualifications do you have to say that to me? You can't write Cantonese songs. If you could, you would definitely be more licking than me!"
"If you are incompetent yourself, don't find fault with me!"
"This is a song of praise, not about racial conflict. If you have the ability, write one yourself!"
Shen Xian stepped forward, kicked away the stool in front of him, and walked towards Chen Feng: “Then I’ll let you see it today!”
“What is the right song to sing praises to!”
At this moment, he was extremely calm and domineering.
Especially the action of kicking the stool away, which made Lin Zhiyin's beautiful eyes shine with surprise.
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