Live broadcast of eating melons and being read, I landed

This original song is quite good both in terms of lyrics and melody. Even netizens who are not experts can't help but get lost in the singing.

[I didn’t notice who composed the song just now. Is this song really at the level that a talent audition student can produce? ]

[This song was written by our brother Yan Jun. Before the performance, he said he would give us a surprise. Unexpectedly, he wrote a song for us! ]

[As a fan of Brother Jun, I’m really going to faint with happiness. Which idol would write songs for fans? Only our family! ]

Looking at Yan Jun's fans in the live broadcast room, they were so excited that they seemed to faint. Some netizens listened to the live broadcast to express their longing for him, and there were also painful lyrics about not being able to give the other person a good future. No matter how they listened, they could not place this object on the fans. body.

[Well, I don’t know much about music, but my Chinese skills are pretty good. These lyrics look like they were written for your lover. How did you get involved with fans? ]

Fans who were immersed in the joy of their idol composing music for them did not want to believe this. They firmly believed that what their idol said was that this song was written for them.

[Brother Yan Jun said that we are all his fans who love him very much, and we are also his lovers. What's wrong? ]

Netizens who couldn't persuade them to wake them up wrote a series of ellipses and stopped talking.

At the scene, after the trainees finished their performances, Liu Weina also asked this question.

"Is this song really for the fans?"

Writing songs for fans is a very good way to win their favor, but how crooked the song must be to imagine fans as lovers.

Yan Jun's eyes flashed with guilt when he heard this, but he quickly covered it up. He held the microphone and took a few breaths that he thought was sexy, then nodded to the camera with a wink and said.

"Yes, for me, fans are my most cherished and favorite existence. I want to use my strength to attract more fans, but I am worried that I will live up to their expectations. These complicated emotions made me write this This song."

It sounds like this is the case, and some netizens were fooled, but teachers like Liu Weina have also composed music, so how can you not understand how far-fetched his words are.

But Yan Jun is a trainee of a big company, and he gets the most shots among this group of trainees. He is obviously the one who is favored by the show. If they talk too much, it is easy to offend the big company and the show team.

Liu Weina sighed in her heart and said nothing more.

Tang Xinwen also understood these twists and turns, and praised Yan Jun as if he admired him very much.

"Very few trainees can compose their own music. Yan Jun, you are very good. Keep up the good work and you will have a place in the music world in the future!"

This compliment made Yan Jun thank him repeatedly. When he saw Tang Xinwen picking up the A-level sign, he covered his mouth in disbelief and said another string of thanks with red eyes.

After all three instructors got A's, Yan Jun's eyes were on Jiang Ning. Looking at the porcelain white face, he felt a little frightened.

They appeared late and had been sitting in the audience before, so they naturally heard Jiang Ning's thoughts.

Being able to know the secrets hidden by others, who would not be afraid of those with a guilty conscience?

The program team originally just wanted Jiang Ning to be the mascot, so as to gain popularity and increase the audience of their program.

But after Jiang Ning was officially announced as a supervisor, Ma Liu changed her plan. Not only did she improve Jiang Ning's salary, but she also gave her the same rights as her mentor. She could also give points and decide whether to stay as a trainee. .

At this time, Jiang Ning was being watched by everyone. When everyone thought that she would also put up an A-level sign, Jiang Ning dragged her cheek with one hand and held up a C-level sign with a sweet smile.

This time, the whole audience and the live broadcast room were shocked. After all, this original song is really a breath of fresh air among the popular saliva songs. You can feel the emotion in it, and it has charm. In addition, this is the first song composed by Yan Jun.        To count the encouragement points, it must be an A, how could it only be a C!

Jiang Ning's rating not only made the audience in the stands noisy, but Yan Jun also felt unhappy at being supported.

He held the microphone as if he was sad, looked at the camera with moist eyes, and then asked with a smile.

"Teacher Jiang Ning, I want to know where my singing is not good, so I only got this rating."

Jiang Ning put down the sign and asked him, "You really don't know?"

Her voice was so calm that Yan Jun couldn't be sure that Jiang Ning knew about it. He pursed his lips. Before he could think of the best answer, he heard Jiang Ning speak again.

"Are you sure this song was written for fans?"

The topic came back again. Yan Jun didn't dare to fool Jiang Ning casually. He thought about it and said ambiguously.

"To me, fans are as important as lovers."

[Fans are as important as lovers. If fans were important, you wouldn't coax songs from fans and say they were written for fans. 】

[Singing a song that was designed by fans and singing it in this name is really a disgrace to the fans who really like you. 】

Jiang Ning's sarcastic voice silenced everyone for a moment, followed by even more noisy sounds from the stands, and dense discussions in the live broadcast room.

[Are Yan Jun’s songs written by fans? Or did he coax him here? ! ]

[The song written for the fans, the emotion is actually a song written by the fans~]

[I just want to know, are all fans so powerful now? The real owner can't even write a song, but the fans can make such a good song. ]

[If it was not good, how could Yan Jun target him. ]

[Is that fan watching the live broadcast? Hurry up and register the copyright, don't let Yan Jun really rob you. ]

Some fans of Yan Jun couldn't accept that the song written for them by their idol was actually written by a fan. Some fans quit their fans on the spot, and some were forcing explanations.

[What's the point of grabbing or not grabbing? It's such an ugly thing to say. Our love for our brother can't be faked. What if the song written by that fan was written as a gift to our brother? Isn't this my brother's? ]

[6 This can also be washed. Is your fully automatic washing machine reincarnated? ]

The live broadcast room was noisy, and Yan Jun's hands on the stage were still sweating, 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 of voice.

"Actually, this song was co-written by a fan and I, but he didn't want to show up, so he asked me to sing the song."

Jiang Ning's face remained calm, "Is that so, it turns out you two co-created it? Then why did you only say that you composed the song when you reported it?"

"Maybe I didn't express myself clearly and the staff misunderstood." Yan Jun said, holding on to his body, which was almost drained of strength.

【Misunderstand? Is it a misunderstanding that you would not buy out the song for only two thousand yuan when you knew that the fan was in difficulty? You would also prevent the fan from finding other buyers, causing the fan to lose the opportunity to save his sick girlfriend. Not long after, because of you You said some specious things, and you were bullied by your fans online, and you followed your girlfriend away. 】

[And what is co-creation? Copying the music again is considered co-creation? It really redefines this term. 】

Jiang Ning looked at the melon on the system, hoping that the fan could see the live broadcast and know that Yan Jun had bad intentions and wanted the song back.