"Thank you for your guidance, Professor Zheng Tianji. I will."
Facing this professional singer judge, known as the "King of Scumbags" in Hong Kong, he offered advice on dating experience.
Wang Yueheng smiled mysteriously and nodded.
"Before I came here, I had just heard you sing your new song 'Sailor' on the school playground during military training."
"I'm curious, why did you come up with the idea of using a Cantonese song like 'Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies' to enter the competition this time?"
"Or rather, what is the special significance of singing such a song?"
"I believe it would be easier to achieve a good ranking if you chose a song like 'Sailor'?"
After Zheng Tianji finished expressing his thoughts, Zhang Chengyou, the "God of Songs" who had been silent all along, unusually raised the microphone and asked a question.
And then he asked several questions in one go.
Prior to this, he had only exchanged a few words with veterans like Yehena when they took the stage.
As for the other mainland singers who performed poorly later on, Zhang Chengyou even went silent.
I can't even be bothered to glance at these singers whose singing is so bad.
However, when faced with Wang Yueheng's performance, this singing legend instantly transformed into a kind and approachable neighbor.
"Wow, the God of Songs was really moved by Wang Yueheng's singing, and even started an on-site interview."
"I thought he had suddenly lost his voice because of a sore throat..."
"Indeed, heroes appreciate each other, and talent is an artist's true asset!"
"I'm also very curious, why did Wang Yueheng suddenly decide to compete with a Cantonese song this time?"...
Faced with a rare question from the "God of Songs" Zhang Chengyou.
On the live stream screen, a flood of comments, both joking and surprised, swept across the screen once again.
This question from the Hong Kong singing legend also represents the sentiments of most viewers.
Even Mo Zixue was somewhat curious and puzzled as to why Wang Yueheng would take such an unconventional approach this time.
The already low win rate, which was already being manipulated by Zhu Zhiheng, is now being further complicated by his own actions.
"I enjoy the feeling of challenging myself and breaking the rules."
"Of course, the reason I chose to compete with a Cantonese song was not only to challenge myself."
"There is also an idea in it to pay tribute to the seniors of the Hong Kong music scene and to Cantonese songs."
"For me, this is also a creative path worth exploring in depth!"
Wang Yueheng raised the microphone, smiled, and answered concisely.
There was one more thing he kept to himself.
That is just as Zheng Tianji said: when facing someone who schemes against you, you should retaliate with a slap in the face from an unexpected angle.
"Well said!"
"Not arrogant, not pretentious, very good!"
This answer not only earned the approval of the legendary singer Zhang Chengyou, but also garnered his nod of satisfaction.
This further increased the positive impression of Wang Yueheng among the professional judging panel members, especially the singers from Hong Kong.
This young mainland singer neither hid his true intention to use song genres to curry favor with the judges, nor did he present his creative motivation in a mercenary way.
His linguistic artistry, like his songwriting ability, is so pleasant to listen to that it inspires admiration.
This is actually one of Wang Yueheng's winning strategies.
Since Zhu Zhiheng attempted to lower his chances of winning by using a judging panel he was unfamiliar with,
So why not simply bring the judging panel to your side and thwart their scheme?
The success rate of song selection has been maximized through calculations by the AI.
Wang Yueheng also didn't want to fall behind in other aspects.
"..."
"Could it be... that this was all planned by him all along?"
Zhu Zhiheng, who had been sitting in Long Guozun's office in Kyoto.
Looking at the Hong Kong singer praising Wang Yueheng on the screen, and then hearing Wang Yueheng's own response.
His already expressionless face became even more stiff.
A stack of mathematical formulas on the table, each symbol like a merciless smiling face, mocking itself.
This scenario is completely different from the theoretical results he deduced based on various data!
He invited a Hong Kong singer to lower Wang Yueheng's chances of winning.
How come it seems that this actually became a factor in his victory?
Moreover, Wang Yueheng seemed to be deliberately trying to win over the judges on site, using verbal skills to shorten the distance between them.
Such a calm and composed response.
As if he had anticipated his own scheme, he delivered a precise counterattack.
This left Zhu Zhiheng, who had always been proud of his genius mathematical mind, feeling somewhat confused and disoriented.
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