Chapter 210 Uncle Chen is about to go berserk
"Uncle Chen, why are you in such a hurry? President Zhang is the expert in Xuanyu."
The adjutant was on hand to help with maintenance.
"So what? Both presidents gave 60 points. Even if two high scorers come, do you still expect his overall score to be above 80?"
Chen Xuansi laughed, unless Vice Chairman Zhang and President Zhang gave full marks one after another.
Raise the overall score.
This is obviously impossible.
They have a professional vision. 60 points have already come out. Do they still expect this song "Fireworks" to get full marks?
Isn't this nonsense?
Before it was President Zhang's turn, he began to frown. He could hear from the translator that the lyrics read out by President Jing and President Hu were amazing.
But it does sound a bit awkward when pronounced in Chinese, but it is very nice when sung in Xuanyu.
When President Zhang took the paper and read the lyrics, he was immediately captivated.
"How many more times can I watch the same fireworks with you?"
"What can I do for this smile?"
"Whether it's hurt or joy, the waves and emotional fluctuations that come and go."
"The last train bell rang..."
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Two minutes passed and President Zhang did not speak for a long time. He was deeply attracted by the lyrics of "Light up the Fireworks".
If he had not been at the assessment site, President Zhang would have thought that this was written by one or even three music gods from Xuanzhou.
But neither is true.
I saw with my own eyes that this was written by Lin Shiyi on the spot...
"Mr. Lin... this song..." President Zhang widened his eyes.
His translator was responsible for helping with the translation, and even learned the facial expressions.
President Jing and Hu Gao secretly thought that it was not good, this guy was going to cause trouble.
"President Zhang, you should give the scores to the low-scoring works as soon as possible. There is no need to go through all these formalities," President Jing urged.
After hearing the translation, President Zhang glared at them, "Low-scoring works? I don't blame you for not studying Xuanyu songs, but you two presidents use the standard Chinese language to score Xuanyu songs, which is really despised by the music industry."
"When I return to Xuanzhou, I will publish an article in the daily newspaper to expose your professional qualities."
"I originally thought that your position as the guild president was achieved through talent and unique vision. Now that I think about it, it must have been achieved through someone else, right?"
After hearing this, Hu Gao's face darkened. "President Zhang, why do you say that? Why do you want to maliciously defame us?"
Chairman Zhang tightly grasped the piece of paper with the lyrics of "Fireworks" written on it, pointed at Hu Gao angrily and said, "You don't even have the most basic qualities of a judge. You maliciously gave low scores and applied the standards of Chinese songs to a Chinese song. Did I make all this up?"
After that, he looked at Lin Shiyi again and said, "I give this poem 95 points!"
As his translation finished word by word, Hu Gao and President Jing's faces changed drastically.
When these words fell into their ears, it was like a thunderclap out of nowhere.
This is a blatant slap in the face.
Zhang Jiahao raised his lips and took advantage of the situation to go on stage, "This poem is good, I give it 95 points."
Hey, I'm such a clever little guy.
Hu Gao and President Jing's faces turned even darker.
A vice-chairman and a president gave surprisingly high scores, so what's the matter with them giving 60 points?
Doesn't this make others think that they can only rate Chinese songs?
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