"I feel like I'm losing... With this song and the ancient style lyrics written by Yan Shen, the overall score should be at least 85 points, right?"
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Listening to the discussions coming from the composers around him, Lin Shiyi nodded slightly. It is undeniable that the God of Music is still very capable.
One hour is enough to compose a song of this quality. If the God of Music is given some space and time, it will be easy to win the charts in this music season.
No wonder the outside world knows that major music company giants can only have one music god.
If there were two of them with this kind of strength, they would probably be able to monopolize the entire local music industry.
After the melody was finished, Hu Gao nodded and commented: "The melody of this song can be perfectly integrated with the lyrics you just wrote. The overall score is between 85 and 90."
Wow!
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar again.
Especially Zhang Liang, who was standing outside the venue, raised his head proudly and said, "The overall score is so high, little bald head, I'm afraid that the silver medal composer you brought has no chance, even if he got a high score in the first round."
Chen Baiguang appears calm on the surface, but he is actually extremely nervous inside.
I don't know when he became like this... He really wanted to train Xiao Linzi to be the future leader of the association, but there was an inexplicable feeling in him.
be terribly upset……
Recognized by President Hu's high comprehensive score, Yan Ling raised her head proudly and looked at Lin Shiyi with a condescending attitude.
After considering his identity as the God of Music, he returned to his hometown.
To crush everyone, isn't this the ability and condition that a music god should have?
After Hu's high score, the vice chairman also gave him a high overall score of 80 points.
"It's my turn." Zhang Tian was not affected by the song.
When Hu Gao walked into the area where he had composed the music, a beautiful melody sounded.
It goes in one ear and out the other, which is thought-provoking.
"The song has an ancient flavor, which makes me feel the ancient style of not caring about the family but the society. It also has beautiful pictures and the lyrics are interesting. The overall score is 75."
Hu Gao was also very satisfied with this gold medal composer.
Even though there is a difference of 10 points between Zhang Tian and Yan Ling, these 10 points are a world of difference.
"I won't say any more clichés. I'll give it a 70 for the overall score," the vice chairman said.
“…”
Hu Gao's face turned dark. Why did this old naughty boy always want to suppress him in terms of scores?
It must be intentional!
After several composers showed their compositions one after another, the overall scores were all around 70 points.
The highest gold medal score still belongs to Zhang Tian.
On the stage, when Lin Shiyi's piece was the only one that had not been scored, Hu Gao's face turned dark, although he didn't want to look at this arrogant boy.
But with the previous lesson in mind, he decided to listen first before making any plans.
Otherwise you'll get slapped in the face again.
"Vice Chairman, how about you come?" Hu Gao said.
"You come on, the vice president should also be a strict spirit. A song composed in five minutes, even if you expect it in advance, the quality is not good."
As the vice chairman spoke, he sighed, "It's a pity that such a beautiful ancient style poem was not written by me... I also want to become a leading figure in the ancient style world!"
"Since you are my Jiahao, why are you so eleven?"
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