They now value fame more, and winning first place in the War of the Gods is the best way to make a name for themselves!

The fact that two other top-tier music masters were also participating this year made Chen Feng even more excited, and he felt a long-lost surge of excitement.

Chapter 202 PTSD Syndrome

Of course, besides Chen Feng, many other singers and composers have also bought some for themselves to varying degrees.

For example, Handel, she generously bought herself a thousand dollars!

Indeed, after two consecutive defeats, Handel did not retreat but instead became more determined and courageous, and actually came to participate in this year's Battle of the Gods as a B-level composer!

It has to be said that his courage is commendable!

The singer who collaborated with Handel was named Ni Chang, an A-level singer, who was both amused and exasperated upon learning of this.

"You can buy yourself, but why buy yourself as a second version?"

"Because the first one belongs to my teacher, Eden!"

Handel is a woman with long, wavy, fiery red hair. She is in her early thirties, but looks like a young woman in her twenties. She is lively and cute in every move. What is most eye-catching is her pair of long, beautiful legs wearing stockings, which makes it hard to look away.

However, since Ni Chang was also a girl, she rolled her eyes.

"I don't know what to say, and I don't know where you get your confidence from."

The two are good friends in private, so their communication is very casual, without the awkwardness and awe that often exists between composers and singers.

"You must have confidence! The reason I invested 1,000 is because I have 1,000 times the confidence!"

Ni Chang mercilessly exposed her: "Is it because you know Qu Yin won't be releasing a new song this time?"

Upon hearing the name of the song, Henderson was immediately furious, his face turning bright red.

"What does it have to do with him! I'm not afraid of him at all!"

Seeing Handel's expression, Ni Chang chuckled.

Her friend had come back with great confidence, but was humiliated by Qu Yin twice in a row, which infuriated her.

The reason she participated in the War of the Gods was twofold: firstly, she wanted to showcase herself, and secondly, she heard that Qu Yin didn't have any new songs this month.

Indeed, Handel, like most people, developed a certain psychological aversion to musical sounds.

However, Handel would never admit it; she remained stubborn.

"I actually think it's a pity. If that guy named Qu Yin had participated in the War of the Gods this time, I would definitely have been able to defeat him! You know, my new song this time is my real trump card! I can even fight against an S-rank opponent! If Qu Yin dares to come, I'll make sure he doesn't leave alive!"

Ni Chang: "Amazing, amazing!"

Handel's eyebrows shot up: "Why do I get the feeling that you don't believe me?"

"No, no, I believe you."

"Liar! That's too perfunctory! Looks like you need to be taught a lesson! Take this!"

"Hehe, no, it tickles!"

Just as the two were joking around, the door was pushed open, and Eden entered to see Handel straddling Nessang on the sofa, both of them with flushed faces and disheveled clothes.

Eden: "Sorry to bother you."

The door was closed again.

Handel: ? ? ? ? ?

"That's not the kind of teacher I'm talking about!!!!"

A few minutes later, Eden re-entered the room and sat down in a chair, while Handel and Ness stood obediently to one side.

After some explanation, Eden finally believed that the two had a normal relationship.

Of course, they only believed it on the surface; whether they truly believed it in their hearts was unknown.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Eden tried to ease the tension by asking, "What were you talking about just now?"

Handel breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Well, we were just talking about this year's War of the Gods. There's a lot of heated discussion online about the rankings of the participants. Many people think that you, teacher, can take first place!"

"First place?" Eden smiled and shook his head. "I can't even guarantee that I'll get first place. This time, it's not just me who's participating; there are two other very strong players as well."

"In my heart, the teacher is number one!" Handel chuckled. "I've already bought the teacher ten thousand!"

Neon Clothes:

Goodness, you buy a thousand for yourself and ten thousand for Eden, you've got ten thousand times the confidence, huh?

Ni Chang didn't buy any; she just didn't like participating in these kinds of things.

“There’s no point in buying me.” Eden shook his head. “You should stay away from this kind of nonsense.”

"Hehe, I know!" Handel thought for a moment, then said with some regret, "It's a pity that Qu Yin gave up participating in the War of the Gods this time, otherwise he would definitely have been able to witness his teacher's true skills! He got off too easy last time!"

"Qu Yin" Eden narrowed his eyes and chuckled softly, "What? You also think he won't participate in the War of the Gods this year?"

Hearing this, Handel and Nessang exchanged a glance, somewhat surprised: "Yes, isn't that right?"

Eden shook his head: "I chatted with an old friend for a while yesterday. How could an old song be the one that made her choose to quit?"

"Old friends are leaving"

Ni Chang immediately remembered something and her eyes widened in surprise.

"It's Professor Planck! Rumor has it that she was originally in charge of the song for Ying's Spring Festival Gala this year, but she was replaced by Qu Yin at the last minute!"

"Isn't it because the tunes and melody of old songs are more suitable?"

"It's because Qu Yin's new song made Professor Planck regress."

Handel's expression changed as well; his previous confidence seemed to vanish, and his face even turned somewhat pale.

Sound-related PTSD Syndrome, activated!

Eden did not say it directly, but Handel's intelligence allowed him to naturally deduce its meaning from her words.

Qu Yin has composed a new song that even Planck couldn't comprehend?!

Eden continued, "If you listen carefully to all the songs that Qu Yin has released so far, you'll find that he has been trying out various styles of creation, and he has been very successful in all of them."

"Generally speaking, a composer has his own style that he is best at. Their works have certain commonalities, but the music is different. The content of his compositions can be said to be completely unrelated. Each creation seems to be a new beginning, which is actually very difficult because everyone has certain mental inertia. If they have a successful work, their subsequent works will more or less be influenced by the atmosphere of the previous works."

"But with Qu Yin's songs, if you don't know the composer beforehand, you wouldn't even think they're from the same person."

Eden looked at Handel: "This is what I admire most about him. I have never seen a composer whose works cover such a wide range. The reason why you have not been able to break through to a higher level is because the range of your creative themes is too narrow. If you want to go further, you might as well learn more from Qu Yin. It would be best to find time to meet with him and have a chat. He is a very good kid, and you will definitely gain something from him."

Chapter 203 Hug the thigh

Handel was still recovering from his PTSD, and just nodded subconsciously.

After Eden left, she said to Ni Chang with a mournful face, "Is it too late for me to cancel the song release plan now?"

Neon Clothes:

Girl, where has your former confidence gone?

At this moment, Yingmei was bragging to a group of new singers, including Kong Ge.

Do you know why Teacher Quyin was able to give me so many songs in a row?

The flight attendant and the others shook their heads in bewilderment.

He had been studying singing techniques during this time and had made some progress. However, he hadn't had time to see Qu Yin. When he learned that his sister had once again obtained the right to sing Qu Yin's new song, he was extremely envious.

Yingmei said smugly, "You only know how glamorous I am when I succeed, but do you know what I looked like when I was working hard? Do you know what the sun looks like at four o'clock in Changkong City?"

Everyone shook their heads in confusion again.

"You don't know because you're lazy! I get up at four o'clock every morning to practice singing! Day after day, year after year, that's how I got my current skills! Back then, to practice my lung capacity, I put my head in a basin full of water and held my breath! I almost drowned!"

At this point, the flight attendant couldn't hold back any longer: "Don't you usually sleep until ten o'clock every day? And it seems that a person can't drown themselves."

Yingmei:

She clenched her fist!

This brother is no good!

Faced with the suspicious looks from everyone, Yingmei coughed!

"None of these are important! What's important is my diligent and hardworking spirit! It's because of this spirit that I won Teacher Qu Yin's favor and became her favorite student!"

The flight attendant was furious!

"What?! Little sister, you actually got rejected by Teacher Qu Yin?! How could I not even know?! This is outrageous!"

Yingmei's face turned dark.

If it weren't for the fact that they were in public, she would have loved to beat this guy to death.

The new singers weren't complete novices, and they weren't entirely satisfied with Yingmei's words. One of them said, "Senior Ying, can you give us some practical advice? We're tired of hearing empty words about hard work and diligence."

Yingmei laughed: "Alright, since that's the case, I'll tell you something real!"

Everyone's spirits immediately lifted! Their eyes lit up with anticipation!

Yingmei cleared her throat and said seriously, "As new singers, if we want to become famous quickly, there are really only two paths. One of them is to create some hype and make some big news. This can quickly attract traffic. Whether it's real fame or infamy, it's at least a way to quickly enter the public eye. However, this method has many uncertainties and may backfire and damage one's image."

Everyone nodded in agreement. Many celebrities and singers like to use this trick, talking about dating, marriage, or cheating. Many times, it's just something they deliberately create for publicity.

This is a very real thing.

Yingmei continued, "And the other way is to choose to follow a big shot, commonly known as 'hugging the thigh'! Everyone says 'choice is more important than effort,' which is a timeless saying and the most truthful truth!"

"As long as you latch onto a good patron, you can often achieve twice the results with half the effort and rise to the top quickly. And as singers, we all know very well who our patrons are."

Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up!

"He's a songwriter!"

Yingmei snapped her fingers: "That's right, it's songwriters. If we singers want to become famous, we definitely need songs. And a good song can make us famous all over the world. So as long as we stick with a powerful songwriter, we won't have to worry about not being able to rise to fame! Moreover, if we singers want to get the highest title, we must have an S-level composer to support us."

The flight attendant frowned slightly as he listened: "Little sister, if you put it that way, does that mean we singers have to follow in the footsteps of S-level composers?"

Someone nearby added, "An S-level composer probably wouldn't even glance at us. In the eyes of an S-level composer, an S-level singer is nothing. Most of the people we collaborate with are C-level composers, but how many truly talented people are among the C-level composers?"

"This will test your judgment," Yingmei said with a hint of pride. "Back when I hadn't even debuted yet, I was chosen by Teacher Qu Yin right away. From then on, I knew that as long as I followed Teacher Qu Yin closely, I would become a queen of song one day!"

The flight attendant muttered, "Isn't this just being a simp?"

Yingmei took a deep breath, barely able to contain her anger.

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