Ji Yu asked in confusion: "How come the sound of stringed instruments and bamboo pipes, which is the heritage of our great Chinese culture, has become an uncommon instrument in your mouth?"
"The six arts of etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics have been passed down for many years. From ancient times to the present, the guqin has always been the most respected instrument in the hearts of scholars and scholars. How come it has become an uncommon instrument in your eyes?"
Ji Yu's words were so passionate that even the comments on the comments began to show a tendency to reverse.
Wang Heng has been in the entertainment industry for many years, and this is the first time someone has put him down like this. He angrily asked, "Why don't you prepare your own instrument? Some of the students today prepared their own instruments."
Ji Yu raised his eyebrows and said disapprovingly: "Then you have to ask the program team for me! The program invitation sent to other people indicated that they would be performing and asked them to prepare in advance. The invitation text message sent to me didn't say anything."
When the director heard this, his face turned black and he had to quickly turn off the screen.
But this was a live broadcast, and what Ji Yu said had already been recorded on netizens' computers.
Ji Yu didn't want to reveal this matter at first, but not only did the director team bully him, but the instructor also kept pressing him.
If you don't say some things, do you really think everyone is a fool?
As the live broadcast screen went black, more and more comments appeared.
"Xiao Leyu: Isn't it obvious that the director team is bullying my brother because he's a newcomer? This is too much."
"Weiwei, my wife: Oh my! The people upstairs are not the Internet soldiers hired by Ji Gou! They have started calling me brother."
"Tangtang is super sweet: Sorry! I'm not a Ji fan, nor a Song fan. I want to say that what the production team did was definitely not kind, but Song fans are too foul-mouthed."
"Pedestrian: The production team blacked out the screen. They must have something to hide! I support the young kid in this case."
In less than three minutes, the live broadcast screen was turned on again, and the director suddenly stood on the stage.
"I'm sorry, there was a small incident during the live broadcast just now. Regarding what contestant Ji just mentioned, we checked and found that one of our assistants did not send the message clearly. On behalf of the director team, I apologize to contestant Ji Yu and all netizens."
"Passerby: This wave of apologies came really quickly, and the culprit was found in just three minutes. This speed is like the Chinese version of Sherlock Holmes!"
"Random Person 2: It wasn't three minutes. I timed it at a maximum of two minutes and fifty seconds. The director's speed could win a Guinness World Record for solving a crime."
"What the actress Song wants: Reply to the above, the director has apologized, so what else can be done? This kind of thing should be cleared up with a simple investigation! The production team has a division of labor, right? All we can say is that they are fast."
The director on stage was afraid that public opinion would continue to ferment, so he quickly changed the subject: "The studio next door happens to be filming a promotion for Chinese classical musical instruments. I'll go find my assistant to borrow a few instruments."
"Ji Yu, what musical instrument do you want?"
Ji Yu thought about it and finally said, "I can do it all. I can play a little bit of the instruments I just mentioned."
After Ji Yu finished speaking, the director couldn't help but twitch his lips.
The barrage passed by...
"Weiwei Songwo: Look how arrogant you are, how will you slap yourself in the face when I borrow the things?"
"Song's little fangirl: That's right! Wait till you make a fool of yourself."
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