Wei Li looks haggard again, but what does that have to do with her?
How ridiculous! After she planned to leave him, he wrote one song after another reminiscing about the past.
It is said that suffering is the source of an artist's creativity. She didn't believe it before, but now she does.
Was it because she was too good to him in the past that she hindered the development of his talent?
Look how great it is now! One original song every three days, compared to before when I couldn't even come up with a song in a month, right?
For the sake of both of us, we're definitely getting a divorce.
Wei Li was unaware that the more he jumped around, the more determined Li Yiling became to divorce him.
His singing was like the mournful cry of a cuckoo.
He began to wiggle his hips, his body moving in unison with his mind, perfectly embodying his playboy nature.
His gaze swept over the audience, his eyes brimming with tears.
Xu Yanyu couldn't help but exclaim, "Wei Li is truly talented!"
Although it's still the same song, Wei Li brought a different feel to it this time.
"Yes! Quite a few people were wiping away tears. Wei Li really regrets it, right? Will Li Yiling change her mind?" Xiao Zhi looked at the audience on the screen, some of whom were wiping away tears.
Xu Yanyu smiled and shook her head. "He is truly sad and truly regretful."
Did you know? Artists can lie.
He regretted it because his pride wouldn't allow him to be abandoned, but he also knew he was in the wrong and had no right to point fingers at others.
He seems to be admitting his mistake now, pretending to like and love you so much.
But in reality, he only loves himself; his deep remorse is nothing but a hypocritical mask he puts on for himself.
If Li Yiling keeps refusing him, believe it or not, love will soon turn into hate.
He's truly talented; he even fooled himself.
Xiao Zhi's eyes widened in shock after hearing Xu Yanyu's words.
She stammered, "Teacher Xu... how did you know?"
"He has always put himself in a superior position."
In his lyrics, he sees himself as a prince, a wanderer...
Even a person with a strong sense of pride and self-esteem will have limits when it comes to bowing their head.
If he keeps lowering his stance and doesn't get the response he wants, what do you think he'll become?
Xu Yanyu leaned back on the sofa, her eyes still fixed on the big screen, but a mocking smile had crept onto her lips without her noticing.
Xiao Zhi blinked, then tentatively asked, "Will he get angry?"
"Perhaps."
What Xu Yanyu didn't mention was that Wei Li probably also had some histrionic personality traits.
She watched Wei Li's performance for a while longer before saying, "Wei Li's ranking this time should be quite high."
Xiao Zhi asked with some concern, "Jian performed very well just now, and Wei Li also performed very well... So what are you going to do, Teacher Xu?"
Matsumoto Daisuke, who will be performing later, also sings very well.
Xiaozhi found that the competition in this final was really fierce.
Xu Yanyu revealed a proud smile, "I will only be better than them."
She didn't spend all that time in the practice room for nothing.
Wei Li is making progress, and so is she.
Wei Li's performance ended quickly.
Several more contestants then took to the stage.
Xu Yanyu listened attentively to everyone's singing.
Suddenly, the screen next to me switched to an interview with the presenter.
Ji Wenxuan stood below the stage, holding a microphone to interview Matsumoto Daisuke, who was waiting to go on stage.
"Dasheng, after watching so many contestants' performances, how much hope do you still have of winning the championship this time?"
Perhaps it was because of the lighting, but Matsumoto Daiki's face looked somewhat pale.
He paused for a moment before saying, "I will definitely win the championship. The Da Sang people never give up!"
"Moreover, the song I'm going to sing on stage this time was adapted by my grandfather, Matsumoto Matsuki, from an old tune of our Sakumoto family. It's a song with a folk flavor."
When Matsumoto Daisuke mentioned his grandfather, his confidence seemed to return.
He looked at the camera with his head held high and chest out.
Yes, the Matsumoto family is his source of strength.
How can these ordinary pop songs compare to the long-standing and profound Matsumoto folk songs?
Ji Wenxuan said with a smile, "Then we are all looking forward to your next performance. Go for it, Dasheng!"
Ji Wenxuan also very politely made a gesture of encouragement.
Yamamoto Daisei nodded with his hands behind his back.
After the host on stage finished reading the advertisement again, he announced, "Please welcome the next singer, Daisuke Matsumoto."
Daiki Matsumoto hails from Kuwataku, and the song he performed was "Memories of the Fishing Boat."
The host stepped off the stage, and the stage lights dimmed.
Less than a minute later, soothing music began to play, and a red and yellow light suddenly appeared on the stage.
The lights shone on the large screen behind.
A rippling sea appeared on the big screen, with a red and yellow sunset on it.
The colors of the setting sun blended with the stage lights, creating a golden glow and a warm, gentle atmosphere.
At that moment, Matsumoto Daisuke's loud voice rang out.
“Red sun on the sea, cool wind at night.
(The red sun shines over the sea, a gentle breeze turns cool in the evening.)
"Fishermen contend for late return and laughter.
(Fishermen rush home at dusk, their laughter ringing out joyfully.)
“Under the cherry blossom powder tree,
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