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Chapter 165 I'm Amazing! Hey! Musical Instrument Hooligan! [37 Updates]

As soon as the song "Aspirin" ended, not only the audience at the venue and those watching on television/live, but also the music fans were full of praise.

"Wow! Seriously, I haven't heard such pure rock in a long time. It gives me a feeling of being back in 70s London."

A chubby young man in the fan club, whose name was labeled "Sonar Wave Media/Music Director," clapped his hands in admiration.

“I’d give you a high score, 91.8 points. This song has no flaws,” he said.

However, when faced with praise, Li Le coldly corrected him: "It's Manchester, not London."

Even when faced with praise, the other person doesn't say thank you.

Anyway.

The chubby boy showed no embarrassment whatsoever. Instead, his eyes gleamed with excitement as he continued to praise, "This is the rock and roll I've always thought of—it has a rebellious spirit, it's about making your own, the purest music."

After all, not many people know that the chubby boy is actually a fan of aspirin.

In his mind, just like all aspirin fans, aspirin is now invincible.

Of course, not everyone gave it a high score.

There were still some people who gave it a mediocre score.

The reason is that the song sung by Aspirin, and their performance, were too Anglo-style; someone who didn't know better might think that the British had invaded.

It's all stuff from the heyday of British rock, all the elements are from that time.

Although the taste is authentic, it's really nothing new or exciting.

To put it bluntly, it's been exploited to death.

This includes Old Chen.

His reasoning was simple: "This is a Chinese program, and what we need to see is localization, so I can't give you a high score, I can only give you 56.8 points."

He didn't even pass!
This also means that aspirin's score wasn't actually as high as they had imagined.

Ultimately, with unanimous scores from fans and audiences, aspirin received a total score of 754.84.

This made Li Le's expression turn ugly.

Especially watching Old Chen closely, who hadn't even given him a passing grade.

In the live chat, some die-hard aspirin fans were also protesting.

"Are these guys crazy? Especially that fat guy from Deep Space, do they even know anything about rock and roll? Isn't this number one?"

"This is hilarious! What kind of ridiculous reason is this for everything being in English? Isn't this just imported music?"

"nausea!"

"Is something wrong? It's true that the music is imported, but this is China! And other countries can localize it well, so why can't they? Is it great to completely copy others? No, that's just copying, just following the old path that others have already taken!"

"Idiot, localization? To put it bluntly, everyone is learning from the West, so how localized is it? It's an import to begin with. To put it bluntly, is Lin Jian really localized? Isn't he singing the same things? And then he adds some so-called Chinese arrangement style, and that's considered localized? It's just using rock to sing revolutionary songs, what's so special about that? Is it really that good?"

"Are you serious upstairs? You're not very common then."

"This is indeed rare."

"But they weren't wrong, were they? How do you localize rock music? Come on, try localizing it yourself!"

Regardless of the arguments, the event continued.

Next up is the Rose Red Flower Band.

When the host announced, "Next up, let's welcome the Rose Blossom Band from Deep Space Entertainment! Welcome them! Cheers!!!"

Many viewers were also suddenly jolted awake.

"They're here! Isn't this Xia Shen's band?"

"Holy crap, it's finally their turn!"

"We can see Xia Shen now!"

"To be honest, I was a little confused when this band announced their name. Why not just stick with the old name, Extreme X? Why change it for no reason? I don't understand."

"Xia Shen!!!"

However, just when everyone was eager to see Xia Shen...

They found that Xia Shen was still in his seat, motionless.

Instead, Huang Dalong and his group came forward carrying their things.

Everyone was stunned. "Wait...where's Xia Shen? What's he doing?"

"Xia Shen isn't coming?"

"It seems that they really won't go; that's becoming quite clear."

"What's the point of throwing it away?"

"This won't do. After leaving Xia Shen, how many people will recognize these people? Not to mention they've changed their names. Is this some kind of suicide attempt?"

"He probably knew he wasn't very good at it and was afraid of losing face, since he was facing aspirin, which he couldn't suppress."

"Ha, you were just bragging a moment ago, but now you're showing your weakness."

"And these people are even wearing masks, sunglasses, and hats. It's hilarious, are they too ashamed to show their faces?"

However, just when everyone saw that Xia Shen hadn't played and even Xia Shen's fans were somewhat disappointed, thinking that the game was likely to get a low score, what happened the next second left everyone completely dumbfounded.

The stage was ready, and after a short commercial break, he stood on the stage again.

The people's clothes had changed.

They took off their hats, sunglasses, and masks.

The group, led by Huang Dalong, were either heavily made up with flamboyant makeup, short hair, or had middle-aged faces.

Or he might have two braids, plus a small mustache.

His clothes were also unusually flamboyant.

Huang Dalong wore a sequined dress and high-heeled leather boots, revealing most of his long, white legs, and carried a guitar on his back.

The others wore either lace dresses or the iconic red and green bibs of Errenzhuan (a traditional Chinese folk art form).

This is puzzling no matter how you look at it.

"Wait... Where did I get here? Is this still in China?"

"Isn't this a rock concert? What are these guys up to?"

"Good heavens, is this the Oriental Scala or 'Le Dong'? It sounds like a folk opera performance!"

"What are these aunties up to?"

"?????"

"What the hell is going on?"

However, at that moment, Huang Dalong on the stage closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes, grasping the microphone in one hand.

When she spoke again, it was a powerful and charming voice, a stark contrast to the face of an 80s dancer or Errenzhuan performer.

"I'm telling you, bro, what's the point of playing rock music?!"
Red roses, "Happy Winter", pick up guests! "

At this moment, a song introduction flashes on the screen.

Fairy

Singer: Rose Red Flower

Lyrics by: Xia Shen

Composer: Xia Shen

Arrangement: Xia Shen

Mixing: Xia Shen

Master tape: Xia Shen

Guitar: Liang Hai

Rhythm Guitar: Huang Dalong
Percussion:
Bass:
Distribution: Deep Space Entertainment/iQiyi Entertainment Distribution Office
The powerful drumbeats and distorted heavy electric guitar tones exploded into the ears of all the listeners, catching everyone completely off guard.

Then came the incredibly loud, piercing, and shocking sound of the wind instruments, which resounded throughout the venue and directly bombarded everyone's ears!
Wow! Hey!

Musical instrument scoundrels!!!

"hiss--"

Many viewers immediately got goosebumps.

"The east is dark, but the west is bright; the setting sun shines on my sorrow."

(I can't upload the bonus chapter anymore. I don't know what's wrong with Qidian, they just won't let me upload it.)
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