While carefully comforting them, Chu Nanfeng gestured to the other side to turn on the microphone.
Jiang Tian: "Are you going to punish me now?"
Chu Nanfeng: "Right, wasn't it about singing a song?"
"Yes."
Jiang Tian spoke to him in a cool and indifferent manner, maintaining an appropriate distance.
Chu Nanfeng smiled and said, "Then just sing any song. I hope you can suggest something simple, because I'm not a very good singer."
Jiang Tian's live stream room didn't want to let him off the hook. His fans were so arrogant, insulting him in front of everyone. Who would want to give him face?
However, they knew that the other side was a big streamer, and if they offended him, Jiang Tian would definitely suffer the consequences. Winning the PK was already the best way to slap him in the face.
Jiang Tian thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you just sing any song? I don't know what songs would be easy to sing."
Chu Nanfeng thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll sing 'The Wind,' a song that a friend of mine really likes."
Jiang Tian nodded: "Okay."
Upon hearing the song's title, Xie Zilang's hand froze slightly.
When Chu Nanfeng played the original version, he froze completely.
He was the original singer of that song.
That was the first song the company made for him when he participated in the talent show.
He never expected to hear this in a place like this.
Chu Nanfeng's singing was indeed terrible. After he finished singing, many people said that it was like listening to "celestial music" and their ears were temporarily deafened.
The two then politely said goodbye, and the competition came to an end.
Jiang Tian gained popularity, made money, and gained 10,000 fans through this competition, which can be said to be a great success.
She then stopped participating in the PK battle, and her reason was quite valid: the brothers had spent a lot of money to vote for her, and she felt bad about it.
It didn't matter that she was heartbroken; her older brothers just kept sending her even more money.
She made a fortune in one night.
After turning off the live stream, Jiang Tian revealed a beautiful smile: "Tonight was really great."
Something occurred to her, and she asked Xie Zilang curiously, "You were the original singer of that song, weren't you?"
Xie Zilang nodded, his expression carrying a deathly stillness after a burning fire: "Yes."
"You sing very well."
Xie Zilang did not answer; it was all in the past.
Seeing his depressed state, Jiang Tian walked over and put her arms around his neck as before, a smile playing on her lips: "Are you feeling pretty sad? Let me cheer you up."
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