Chapter 117 A song for fans?
This original song is quite good in terms of lyrics and melody. Even netizens who are not experts in the field cannot help but indulge in the song.
[I didn't notice who composed the song just now. Is this really something a contestant on a talent show could produce?]
[This song was written by our brother Yan Jun. Before the performance, he said he wanted to give us a surprise, and we didn't expect he would actually write a song for us!]
[As a fan of Jun Ge, I'm so happy! Which idol would write a song for his fans? Only ours!]
Watching the comments of Yan Jun's fans in the live broadcast room who were so excited that they seemed to be about to faint, some netizens listened to the lyrics expressing longing and the pain of not being able to give the other person a good future, and they couldn't put the blame on the fans no matter how they listened to it.
[Um, I don't know much about music, but my Chinese is pretty good. These lyrics look like they were written for a lover. How did they get connected to fans?]
Fans who are immersed in the joy of their idols composing songs for them are unwilling to believe this. They firmly believe what their idols said, that this song is written for them.
[Brother Yan Jun said that we are all his beloved fans and his lovers, so what’s wrong with that?]
The netizens who failed to persuade them to wake up typed a series of ellipsis and went silent.
On the scene, after the trainees finished their performance, Liu Weina also asked this question.
“Is this song really written for fans?”
Writing songs for fans is an act that can win their favor, but how distorted does the song have to be to make fans imagine them as lovers?
A guilty look flashed across Yan Jun's eyes when he heard that, but he quickly concealed it. After holding the microphone and taking a few breaths that he thought were sexy, he winked and nodded at the camera and said.
"Yes, for me, fans are the most precious and beloved existence. I want to attract more fans with my own strength, but I am also worried about disappointing their expectations. These complex emotions made me write this song."
It sounds like this, and some netizens were fooled, but mentors like Liu Weina have also composed music, so how could they not hear how far-fetched his words are.
But Yan Jun is a trainee from a big company, and he gets the most shots among the group of students. He is obviously the one that the program is promoting. If they say more, they may easily offend the big company and the program crew.
Liu Weina sighed in her heart and said nothing more.
Tang Xinwen also understood all these twists and turns, and praised Yan Jun as if he admired him very much.
"There are very few trainees who can compose their own music. Yan Jun, you are amazing. Keep up the good work. You will have a place in the music world in the future!"
This praise made Yan Jun thank Tang Xinwen repeatedly. When he saw Tang Xinwen picked up the A-level sign, he covered his mouth in disbelief, and thanked him again with red eyes.
After all three instructors gave him an A, Yan Jun's gaze fell on Jiang Ning. Looking at that porcelain-white face, he felt a little scared.
They came on stage late and had been sitting in the audience before, so they naturally heard Jiang Ning's thoughts.
Knowing the secrets hidden by others, who wouldn’t be afraid if they have a guilty conscience?
The program team originally just wanted Jiang Ning to be the mascot, to capitalize on the popularity and expand the audience for their program.
But after Jiang Ning was officially announced as a supervisor, they quickly changed their plans. Not only did they increase Jiang Ning's salary, but they also gave her the same rights as the mentors, allowing her to give scores and decide whether the trainees stay or go.
At this time, Jiang Ning was being watched by everyone. When everyone thought she would also hold up the A-level sign, Jiang Ning held her chin with one hand, smiled sweetly, and held up the C-level sign.
This caused a sensation in the entire audience and the live broadcast room. After all, this original song is truly a breath of fresh air among the popular pop songs nowadays. You can feel the emotions in it when you listen to it, and it has a charm. In addition, this is the first song written by Yan Jun.
No matter how you include the encouragement points, it should be an A. How could it be only a C?
Jiang Ning's rating not only made the audience in the stands noisy, but also made Yan Jun, who was being praised, feel unhappy.
He held the microphone, looking at the camera with moist eyes as if he was sad, then forced a smile and asked.
"Teacher Jiang Ning, I want to know where my singing went wrong, which is why I only got this rating."
Jiang Ning put down the sign and asked him, "You really don't know?"
Her voice was too calm, and Yan Jun couldn't be sure that Jiang Ning knew about that matter. He stammered, and before he could think of the most appropriate answer, he heard Jiang Ning speak again.
"Are you sure this song is for your fans?"
The topic came back to Yan Jun. He didn't dare to fool Jiang Ning. He thought about it and said something ambiguously.
"For me, fans are as important as my loved ones."
[What do you mean by fans being as important as loved ones? If fans were important, you wouldn't be coaxing fans into writing your songs and claiming they were written for them.]
"Singing a song designed by fans under this name really insults the fans who truly love you."
Jiang Ning's sarcastic voice silenced everyone for a moment, followed by even louder noises from the stands and a flurry of discussions in the live broadcast room.
[Were Yan Jun's songs written by fans? Or did he coax them into writing them?!]
[I also wrote a song for my fans. Actually, it seems like it was written by my fans~]
[I just want to know, are fans nowadays so amazing? Even the original singers can’t write songs, but the fans can make such good songs.]
If it wasn't good, how could Yan Jun possibly target it?
[Is that fan watching the livestream? Hurry up and register the copyright, or else Yan Jun might snatch it away.]
Some of Yan Jun’s fans couldn’t accept that the song their idol wrote for them was actually written by a fan. Some fans quit being his fans on the spot, while others were trying to force an explanation.
[What's the point of snatching it away? That's so harsh. We can't fake our love for our brother. What if that fan wrote the song specifically for our brother? It still belongs to him.]
[5 This can also be washed, is your fully automatic washing machine reincarnated?]
The live broadcast room was noisy, and Yan Jun on the stage was sweating on his hands, and he almost couldn't hold the microphone.
He met Jiang Ning's clear eyes, his heart beating like thunder. Yan Jun swallowed and suddenly changed his tone.
"Actually, this song was co-written by me and a fan, but he didn't want to show up, so he asked me to sing it."
Jiang Ning's expression remained unchanged. "Is that so? So you two co-wrote this song? Then why did you only say you wrote it when you reported it?"
"Maybe I didn't express myself clearly and the staff misunderstood." Yan Jun said, supporting his body that was almost drained of strength.
Misunderstanding? If it was a misunderstanding, you wouldn't have wanted to buy out the song for just 2,000 yuan, knowing that the fan was struggling. You even prevented the fan from finding other buyers, depriving her of the opportunity to save her ailing girlfriend. Not long after, because of your half-truths, you were cyberbullied by your fans and ended up following your girlfriend's death.
[And what about co-creation? Just copying the song again is co-creation? You're really redefining the term.]
Jiang Ning looked at the melon on the system, hoping that the fan could see the live broadcast, realize that Yan Jun had bad intentions, and ask for the song back.
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