Ye Lingchen sat calmly in front of the computer, but his eyes shone with an incomparably complicated light.
There were all sorts of discussions on the internet, and the entertainment news was in an uproar.
Some supported it, some mocked it, some joined in the fun, and some cursed it.
He looked through it bit by bit and suddenly felt a sense of sorrow deep in his heart.
He thought of the Void Realm, Hell's Gate, those warriors, and the many faces of those who died on the battlefield.
The world had changed, and they were constantly in danger. However, countless people did not know that. They were still eating, drinking, and having fun. After many years of peace, the economy had reached its peak, and the entertainment industry rose with the wind. Leading a befuddled life was the pursuit of countless people.
Was it worth it for those warriors to die for those people?
In fact, those people did not even know that someone had sacrificed their entire life for them.
How sad.
Under such circumstances, the news was still kept under wraps. It was to prevent those people from breaking down under the pressure, and to maintain the superficial prosperity of the world.
He thought of a poem. "When will the singing and dancing of the West Lake stop? The warm wind intoxicates the tourists, turning Hangzhou into Bianzhou. "
This poem was written during the Song Dynasty. The Jins had already attacked, and the country was in danger. However, Hangzhou was still singing and dancing to celebrate peace, as if no war was coming. Countless people were singing and dancing, and countless scholars and beauties were enjoying the remaining absurd time.
Was that kind of protection really protection?
He naturally understood the Warrior's Department's concerns, but he also felt that the Warrior's Department's approach was too conservative. At that rate, how many powerhouses could they increase every year? How were they going to compete with the Void Realm?
Closing his eyes, the faces of the warriors flashed through his mind. Ye Lingchen took a deep breath, then began recording the music.
…
They were foreign music industry figures.
"Singer Y probably won't make an appearance."
"Hehe, who does he think he is? A Chinese man dares to challenge our country's authority. He's biting off more than he can chew!"
"It's already very rare for a Chinese to write an English song. Does he really think he can write a second one?"
"Dani really got lucky this time. They really know how to ride on the popularity."
"That's right. They're so lucky to have Singer Y to give them popularity."
"Fortunately, I'm not slow either. At least I managed to ride on the popularity. The new song released today has already reached the twelfth position."
"Wow, I'm so envious. Maybe I can make it to the top ten today."
Just then, someone exclaimed, "F * ck!"
[Come and have a look. Singer Y seems to have released a new song!]
"What? That's impossible, right? "
"Damn, he actually released a new song!"
"What song is this? Give it a listen. "
"It should be average. I don't believe that he can create a masterpiece."
…
Dani and Josh's studio.
Dani was in high spirits communicating with his fans, giving them advice and motivating words. He even started preparing his acceptance speech for his new song. However, right at that moment, he was stunned and his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "F * ck, that Chinese released a new song?!"
George's expression also changed slightly. "There's really a new song!"
Then, he laughed coldly. "He doesn't know what's good for him. He still dares to come out under such circumstances. He's going to lose for sure!"
"Hahaha, it's good that he's out. It'll feel better to crush him directly." Dani laughed. "I want to hear what he's singing about."
…
Foreign networks.
[F * ck! F * ck! F * ck! That Chinese Singer Y released a new song!]
[It's really an English song!]
[They're going against each other. They're really going against each other. Hahaha!]
[This shameless plagiarist has come out to embarrass himself.]
[Come, come. Let's hear what this plagiarist can come up with.]
[Who wants to try the poison first? I don't dare to listen. It'll burn my ears.]
[Apart from plagiarism, I don't believe that a Chinese can come up with anything good.]
…
China's Weibo.
[Hahaha, Singer Y released a new song. Everyone, hurry up and listen to it!]
[F * ck, it's true! Luckily I'm here. I want to be the first to listen!]
[Beating up those foreigners. Singer Y is the best!]
[This English song won't disappoint us. That's it. I'm going to listen to it.]
[I've listened to Dani's song. I don't feel anything. How dare he say that Singer Y plagiarized him with that standard? Ridiculous!]
[It can't be helped. Foreigners are brainless and believe whatever they say.]
[The foreigners are pretending to be dumb. But this time, Singer Y will definitely give them a good beating!]
…
The Warrior's Department.
Both Qin Baichuan and Lin Tianxiong were recuperating.
Their injuries were extremely serious. Coupled with their advanced age, their foundations were completely destroyed and they were in a semi-crippled state. It was difficult to heal them with the current elixirs in the Martial Arts Pavilion. Being in a semi-retired state, it was impossible for them to enter the battlefield.
At that moment, they were extremely relaxed and were also watching the lively Internet.
Qin Baichuan shook his head and could not help but laugh. "This kid always likes to stir up trouble. Hahaha …"
Lin Tianxiong nodded in agreement. "That's right. This kid is always interested in the entertainment industry. He creates headlines every day and loves to be in the limelight."
"He's young. It's not wrong for him to love to be in the limelight, but he just had to create a few names for himself. What a bad taste." Qin Baichuan continued, "I wonder how people will react when they find out that all these so-called Y's are just that kid's doing."
"That's because he's too capable. If my grandchildren were half as good as him, I'd be able to die in peace," Lin Tianxiong said sincerely.
"Half? Old Lin, aren't you being too greedy? "Qin Baichuan teased.
"Hahaha, I'm being greedy. I'm being greedy indeed." Lin Tianxiong shook his head with a bitter smile, then said, "I want to hear what kind of song this kid can write."
"Together, together."
The two old men narrowed their eyes slightly and clicked on the music.
It was a seven-second prelude. The music was very soft, with a hint of gloominess. Ye Lingchen's voice sounded.
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Just the opening lyrics of the music caused the two old men's bodies to tremble violently. Their eyes revealed an extremely complicated look.
Ye Lingchen's voice was very soft, as if he was narrating or lamenting. It was heavy and sad, mourning and respectful.
Following that, his voice rose slightly, as if he was struggling with a hint of complaint.
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