When Wei Li called out, the other instructors breathed a sigh of relief.
Lan Shuifang looked at Wei Li with a look of surprise and admiration; this must be the nature of artists.
Unrestrained, free-spirited, passionate, and making no attempt to conceal the fiery passion within.
Kong Liang stopped gripping the table. He didn't turn his head toward Wei Li, but the expression on his face relaxed considerably.
Xu Yanyu stopped gazing affectionately at the audience and turned to look at the podium.
But when she saw Wei Li's face, she felt that it was better to look at her pretty audience.
After saying "good" a few times, Wei Li fell silent again.
"Professor Wei? Professor Wei? Please continue speaking!" Director Zhou urged again, then abruptly slammed the headset shut.
He looked at the assistant director and said, "You're right, love should be expressed. Everyone was completely absorbed in the song just now, practically floating on air!"
And now? Why are all the officials stammering and hesitant, not a single one daring to speak?
The assistant director clapped his hands and shouted, "Adjust more camera angles to the mentors' positions, be sure to record the mentors' reactions."
The promotional slogan will read like this: "Singing a song, her face flushed, it turns out to be the song 'Itch,' which startled her heart."
How about that? Aren't I cultured? It rhymes and has a classical feel. His title is no less shocking than that one: "A woman cried out in public that she was itchy..."
Xiao Sun blushed so much that her face turned as red as a red egg.
At this moment, the song is good but the person is bad, the song is pure but the person is lewd!
Director Zhou swung a slipper and hit the assistant director on the head, saying, "Save your dirty talk for home."
At this moment, Wei Li on the stage finally realized that he had to face reality.
He looked at Sexy Xiaoqiang with complicated emotions, then looked up, tears welling up in his eyes again.
With a determined look, he raised the microphone and shouted, "This is the pinnacle of Dengfeng's music. It has been a part of the Flower Kingdom for a century. There will never be a song with more charm than this one."
Yes, even with his mind racing and emotions swirling, Wei Li had to admit that this was an unparalleled work.
Even if Sexy Xiaoqiang is Xu Yanyu, he cannot go against his profession to smear this song.
He, Wei Li, may be a scumbag, but he can lose his lower body.
However, his high professional ethics prevented him from saying a single bad word about "Itch".
He felt sad and suddenly understood the forced and helpless feeling in the song.
Then he became even more indignant, wondering how someone could write so well!
If the muse is Xu Yanyu...
Wei Li raised her head again and successfully held back her tears.
He raised the microphone and continued, "The emotional entanglements contained in the song can only be understood by those who have truly experienced them, that helplessness, that unrestrained dancing within shackles."
My limited vocabulary is completely inadequate to express the beauty of this song.
I'll never write a song this good again. On the surface, it's about desire and physicality... but it actually refers to emotional struggle.
Wei Li looked up again, bursting into tears three times, but managed to hold them back each time!
How could this song so perfectly capture his untamed, weathered, and helpless soul?
At this moment, Wei Li also wants to say that the song is good but the person is bad.
Xu Yanyu looked at Wei Li, and she was stunned again.
She felt like those two sentences were the death knell for him.
Look at his pale face, the beads of sweat, and the tears welling up in his eyes…
There was a sense of struggling in the apocalypse, which almost stirred up her pity.
So, unusually, Xu Yanyu picked up the microphone and replied, "Don't get excited..."
"How can I not be excited? I'm almost excited... Yes, I'm not excited, I just have a hemorrhoid flare-up." Wei Li was interrupted, her mind in turmoil, and she was about to angrily deny it.
However, when he realized it was a contestant speaking, his image as mentor Wei returned.
That overwhelming emotion finally subsided.
But it was too late; he said the wrong thing again.
Zhang Yinghao, who was standing next to him, couldn't stop coughing; he had choked on his own saliva.
Even if they wanted to use the microphone to help Wei Li regain his dignity, they were powerless to do so.
Fu Zishan and Lan Shuifang looked at Wei Li with shocked and speechless expressions.
Is this the unbridled behavior of an artist?
That's a bit too unruly.
At the crucial moment, Kong Liang remained calm. He picked up the microphone and took over Wei Li's words, "Haha, our mentor Wei is getting more and more humorous."
To express his love for the song and help everyone better appreciate its meaning, he didn't hesitate to joke about his own image.
But when Kong Liang chuckled, Xu Yanyu immediately felt as if autumn leaves had been swept away by the wind.
A serious person telling a joke can actually make you break out in a cold sweat.
It's so dry, so cold, and I really want to laugh.
The audience below couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Very good, Wei Li has successfully silenced Kong Liang.
Kong Liang calmly put down the microphone and handed the stage over to Lan Shuifang.
Lan Shuifang's eyes were still glistening with tears; she had just been holding back laughter because of Wei Li's speech.
She raised the microphone and said, "Sexy Xiaoqiang's singing voice is as amazing as ever. This song is very beautiful. Your unique voice, combined with the mood of the song, creates a special image for the listener."
Xu Yanyu nodded, "That's more like it."
What she needs is this kind of understated and low-key praise, like the kind given when doing reading comprehension exercises in Chinese.
Her eyes glanced at Wei Li, who was probably contemplating suicide at that moment.
After Fu Zishan finished speaking, Zhang Yinghao followed up with his comments: "As for the song, I won't offer any further comment. I think Mentor Wei's evaluation was quite good, so I won't embarrass myself in front of him."
But I want to ask you a question: how long have you been in the industry?
Xu Yanyu thought for a moment, then held up five fingers.
"You've already been in the industry for five years! And you're from S City!" Fu Zifang exclaimed excitedly. "Have you acted in any fantasy dramas?"
Xu Yanyu paused for a moment, then her mind raced. It seemed that the original owner had played a minor role in a fantasy drama when she first started out.
So she continued to nod.
Fu Zifang became even more excited; she already had a good idea of what was going on.
Sexy Xiaoqiang is very likely Chu Lina!
Chu Lina just finished filming a fantasy drama.
He's been in the industry for five years, is from S City, and just filmed a fantasy drama—doesn't that all fit?
Wei Li's face, which had been gloomy, slowly began to glow.
He didn't know whether he was being guided by Lan Shuifang or had brainwashed himself.
He seemed to have found a lifeline and grasped it tightly.
He raised the microphone and, without waiting for Lan Shuifang to speak, exclaimed with deep emotion and excitement, "Lina, are you Lina?"
Xu Yanyu's face was clouded with worry, and her tall figure was striking.
Can Chu Lina sing as well as her?
Director Zhou couldn't help but shake his head as he stared at the screen.
"These professors are really stupid!"
The assistant director slapped his thigh and laughed, "Chu Lina just went on stage, this segment will definitely maximize the program's effect."
"Get the host on stage quickly, let's cut to this spot, it'll be a memorable moment later."
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