This is a blatant slap in the face and mockery of the Chinese music scene by the Korean and Japanese music scenes. It seems to be for the sake of the Chinese music scene, but in reality it is mocking the decline of the Chinese music scene, saying that it can only rely on an amateur to gain a presence in the global music scene. At the same time, it is a veiled criticism that the Chinese music scene has never won the right to host global concerts in decades.
The official Chinese newspaper, Huaminbao, was the first to publish its opinion.
"Music should not be limited by national borders, nor should it be used by malicious individuals for pointless attacks. The statements from Korean and Japanese speakers are malicious. The so-called common progress is the only way to have a future. Don't be jealous of others' success and jump out to become obstacles."
Chinese netizens couldn't sit still; after all, as Chinese people, they also have a strong sense of national pride.
"The official media said it well. I think it was Fengshen's song 'Classmate' that made the Korean and Japanese music scenes cry. So they were afraid. Fengshen is awesome."
"Fengshen's songs have become popular overseas. Releasing such a statement at this time is obviously intentional. The purpose behind this is to suppress Chinese music. It's as clear as day."
"Upstairs, please explain, I don't understand something."
"Damn it, did you not graduate from elementary school? You can't even understand something this simple? This is obviously a provocation. If the Chinese music scene takes on the hosting rights, then as the host, shouldn't the ranking be decent? But look at the global music conventions over the years, when has the Chinese music scene ever come in last place?"
"Damn it, now that you mention it upstairs, I get it. This is a blatant attack on the Chinese music scene and on the face of the Chinese people."
"There's one more thing the person upstairs didn't finish saying. This time, with this global statement, the Chinese music scene will probably have no choice but to accept it. It's like someone is going to hit you, and you can't just hide; you have to obediently stick your face out."
"Netizens, don't be afraid. We have Fengshen. We will definitely kill those beasts without leaving a single piece of armor."
"Go upstairs and keep fantasizing under the covers. A global concert? Do you know how many songs a music industry needs to prepare? At least a hundred. There's still a month left. Even if Chen Feng is a god, he can't save the Chinese music scene. Just wait to be slapped in the face."
"The person upstairs is right. Even if Fengshen becomes a global sensation, he's not considered a singer. Singers need to be certified by the music industry association and have their own albums. Fengshen is currently just an amateur."
"Sigh... In the past, we would go out and get beaten up, but this time they came right to our home, and we still have to stand there obediently. How unfortunate is the Chinese language community."
Just as netizens across the country were hotly debating the issue, the Chinese Music Association issued a statement.
"The Chinese music scene is now thriving. The notion that it is declining is just wishful thinking on the part of some in the music industry. In view of the issue of the location of the Global Music Exchange Conference, the Chinese music scene is very happy to accept the right to host this conference."
The statement caused an uproar online, with the Chinese Language Association being thoroughly criticized.
"Damn it, I'm too embarrassed to watch anymore. How much courage does it take to brag like this?"
"??? When did the Chinese Music Association become so confident? What good works do you have? Not to mention the global music scene, can you find a single song that can compete with my Fengshen? You don't even have a single song that can compete, so who gave you your confidence?"
"Please, don't be so blindly confident. Others avoid being hit, but you insist on going up to them. Are you just being a jerk?"
"I can already imagine the humiliating scene of the Chinese music scene being completely wiped out, and us, as the host country, being trampled underfoot."
Just when netizens had lost all confidence in the Chinese music scene, singers from the Chinese music scene stepped in one after another.
King of Pop Guo Fuchen: "Please be rational and give more confidence to Chinese language education. Believe in us and we can achieve good results."
Hong Kong superstar Liu Dehai: "Mandarin Chinese started late, but we have been growing. Today's Mandarin Chinese is not what it used to be. So, I don't know what everyone thinks, but I am full of confidence in it."
Folk music icon Da Bao: "Go Chinese language! Go China!"
Internet tycoon Xu Liang: "Believe in Chinese music, believe in us, we are professional singers."
"What does Xu Liang mean by this? Is he mocking us Fengshen for not being professionals? Let him write a good song if he dares!"
"Is Xu Da wrong? He's just an ordinary person. If it weren't for him, would the Chinese music scene have been targeted? Now look what's happened, it's all Chen Feng's fault."
"What kind of values do they have? These are Xu Liang's fans? No wonder the Chinese music scene is so terrible. It turns out that it's wrong for a song to be good."
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As the news spread online, the Global Music Association finally confirmed that it would hold an exchange conference at the end of December this year, and the location was indeed set in Chengdu-Chongqing, China.
Therefore, Yang Zhi, the director of Huayu Entertainment, specifically called Lin Yun and asked him to immediately put his work behind closed doors. He said that as long as he showed his face at the Global Music Exchange Conference, he could become famous. If he could have a hit song, he would become a household name.
After the Global Exchange Conference was designated to be held in Chengdu and Chongqing, major advertising media outlets reported on it, and it became known to everyone that this was a national-level event, just like the Olympics.
Ordinary people couldn't even imagine the deeper implications; they were simply overjoyed that China could host a global music festival. The people of Chengdu and Chongqing, in particular, were delighted, and the city launched a campaign to improve its urban landscape.
In Chengdu-Chongqing city, at a mysterious villa, a limousine slowly drove into the estate.
As a dignified man stepped out of the car, Li Qingning, who had been waiting at the door, went to greet him.
"dad!"
Li Jingchang looked at his daughter in her blue dress, a kind smile spreading across his face. He affectionately patted Li Qingning's head and said in a deliberately serious tone, "You've been naughty again while I'm not home, haven't you?"
Li Qingning looked aggrieved and said, "Dad, can you please stop treating me like a child? I'm all grown up now."
"Haha! Yes, my Qingning has grown up, but in Dad's eyes, no matter how big you are, you'll always be my little darling."
"Yes, yes, you're always right."
Li Qingning helped Li Jingchang walk into the house.
Sitting on the sofa, the two talked for a while. Li Jingchang took a sip of tea and looked at his daughter with a half-smile.
"Are you dating someone?"
"ah?"
Li Qingning was stunned for a moment, "What love?"
"Still pretending with Dad, huh? What's going on at the Zhongxin Building?"
"Dad, what are you talking about? Didn't I already explain it to you on the phone? I just met a friend and wanted to help him."
Li Jingchang nodded. "Yes, a friend."
He glanced at Li Qingning, deliberately emphasizing his words, "A friend, a man, and you helped him out, helping him with billions?"
"Oh dear! My Qingning is really generous. In all these years, I've never seen her buy anything for Dad. It makes me sad."
Li Qingning blushed slightly as she listened to Li Jingchang's teasing, her chest heaving as she looked somewhat angry.
"Dad! How can you be so disrespectful to your elders? I've already said he's just an ordinary friend. If you don't believe me, fine."
"Okay, okay! Dad won't say anything more."
Seeing his beloved daughter was angry, Li Jingchang quickly tried to coax her.
"However, Ning'er, there are some things you still need to keep in mind. You are not an ordinary person. If you can't handle things properly, you might end up hurting others."
"Okay, okay, you're so annoying!"
Li Qingning turned and stormed off, leaving Li Jingchang sitting alone on the sofa with a bitter smile. As he smiled, his expression gradually turned serious.
"Chen Feng, a genius singer, and also has great kung fu skills, interesting."
He muttered to himself that he had all of Chen Feng's information and had discovered a very strange problem: before the concert, Chen Feng seemed to be a complete waste of space, the kind of person who wouldn't stand out among ordinary people.
But what caused him to suddenly explode that night at the concert? Could gas make him see things clearly? Or could a breakup bring him sudden enlightenment?
He shook his head. No matter what Chen Feng's purpose was in suddenly contacting his daughter, if he dared to have any bad intentions, he would make him suffer a terrible death.
We met by chance in the cemetery and even sang a song together. Was this really a chance encounter? Forget about it.
Li Jingchang thought for a while, then got up and walked towards the studio. He hadn't been home to relax in a long time, and today he planned to paint to cultivate his mind.
He walked into the studio and glanced around, as if no one had been there before. But when he reached the table, a pen with dried ink lay quietly there, making him frown instantly.
He doesn't have the habit of carelessly leaving his paintbrush lying around. Has Qingning been here? Doesn't she dislike painting?
Li Jingchang scanned the table again, and suddenly, he froze, blinking as if he couldn't believe his eyes.
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