Shattering the talent show script, sweeping the world film scene

"Why... is it in Chinese?" Kong Sui's voice trembled slightly as he sought a satisfactory answer.

Jiangxi Heng frowned slightly, utterly puzzled: "Why can't it be Chinese? We're all Chinese athletes, so Chinese is the most appropriate language, isn't it?"

Kong Sui laughed and sat down on the ground with a thud, like a mad concubine in the cold palace, laughing as she took off her hat and slammed it to the ground.

"Haha, I studied so much foreign rap, thinking their lyrics were so good, insightful, and to the point, and they could even use single and double rhymes. Turns out we were all wrong. No matter how much foreign rap we learn, it's still theirs. Even if we create our own foreign rap, so what? So what!"

"On music platforms' monthly hot song charts, half are foreign songs, and the other half are songs written by Chinese people that are neither Chinese nor foreign. We say we should learn from each other's strengths and make up for our weaknesses, but if we keep doing that, there will be no more Chinese songs!"

Kong Sui, with his hair disheveled from being crushed, sat on the ground and looked up at Jiangxi Heng.

"Your song is very good, and it's perfect for this stage."

Jiangxi Heng was still reeling from Kong Sui's sudden madness.

"Ah... thank you, but," Jiangxi Heng vaguely understood why Kong Sui had suddenly gone mad. Putting himself in Kong Sui's shoes, he wanted to work hard to make movies but found that there were only foreign films on the market. He wanted to make movies that belonged to the Chinese people, but in the end, he had to clumsily use foreign languages, deceiving himself by saying that this was more sophisticated and that the audience would like it more.

Even Jiangxi Heng, a mixed-race person who doesn't have a strong sense of belonging, felt a little heartbroken.

Kong Sui's situation is that he went from one extreme to another.

He used to imitate foreign songs, but his heart was always empty and he couldn't find direction. He imitated while despising them, and he was both arrogant and inferior.

But now, he suddenly realized the truth.

Chinese lyrics are so beautiful and profound, so why can't we write lyrics that truly belong to the Chinese people?

His true recognition of Jiangxi Heng was not based on his songwriting ability, but on his clear-headed understanding.

However, Jiangxi Heng was still a little guilty: "Well, the music for this song was written by a friend of mine."

Xie Xingyan suddenly spoke up: "Elijas King, of mixed Chinese and French descent, is Jiangxi Heng's best friend."

Everyone immediately turned to look at Xie Xingyan.

4399 chimed in: 【Why does the word "bro" suddenly feel so unclean?】

Jiangxi Heng pressed it down: "Don't make things worse, just do your thing."

[Okay] 4399 stretched out a chubby little hand, swiped the page in front of it, and looked at "Jiangxi Heng and His Cult CP Novel" with its head shaking. Since the host is busy, it will not talk about these interesting novels.

"I knew it," Ling Wushuang patted her chest, relieved. "If this were all written by Jiangxi Heng, I would have thought he had been possessed by a music master."

Kong Sui thought so too. Writing lyrics only requires a certain level of education and a little musical literacy, but writing music is a different story.

Jiangxi Heng almost had his true identity exposed by Ling Wushuang's unintentional remark. He finally understood why Xie Xingyan didn't like to associate with Ling Wushuang in private; this person was too smart.

After a moment of silence, she steered the conversation back on track: "Now, can I be the team leader?"

Kong Sui, the most stubborn of them all, readily agreed: "Of course, Captain."

Xu Yanqing had no objections. To be able to be friends with Kong Sui, he shared a similar vindictive personality with Kong Sui, limited to dance. At the same time, he had a good temper and could tolerate Kong Sui's occasional lapses in judgment.

Then the second person called out, "Captain Jiang."

Ling Wushuang handed back the crumpled paper, her eyebrows curving meaningfully: "Okay, Captain."

Having won over his "little brother," Jiangxi Heng made a decisive decision and decided on the center position: "Xie Xingyan, center position."

Standing at the edge, Xie Xingyan looked up in surprise, fearing that Jiangxi Heng's muddled decision would damage his prestige so soon after taking office. He said, "Let's have a match." He would not give up the position, but he would win the center position fair and square.

But their ideas were different from others.

Ling Wushuang pushed up her glasses and said very rationally, "This song is a vocal song, so it needs someone with strong vocal abilities to be the center. I am the main dancer." She took a step back.

Xu Yanqing parroted, "I'm also the lead dancer." He took a step back.

Seeing that he had been pushed to the front, Kong Sui quickly said, "I'm a rapper... there's no rap in this song."

The three looked at Xie Xingyan: "You should be in the center position."

Xie Xingyan was both amused and exasperated. In the first and second performances, the team members were almost splitting into small groups to compete for the center position, which annoyed him to no end. As a result, in the third and fourth performances, the center position was chosen for him without him having to put in much effort.

Is this a case of "the flowers you plant with care may not bloom, while the willows you plant unintentionally may thrive"?

Xie Xingyan looked at Jiangxi Heng, no, because someone was standing in front of him, dictating everything.

Such behavior, if seen on camera, would have drawn criticism from netizens, but Jiangxi Heng did it without even thinking about it.

He is truly fulfilling that invisible CP (couple pairing) business contract.

Jiangxi Heng scribbled on the crumpled lyric book, dividing it into four parts. As for why it was four instead of five, let's not let his singing ruin this A+ level song.

"Alright, it's settled then. Ah Yan has a strong high note, so sing more of the chorus. The dance part will be handled by the three of you dancers, and the stage design will be the idea of ​​Kong Sui and me..."

As soon as Jiangxi Heng finished speaking, he received a teasing look from Kong Sui.

"Yo yo yo, Ah Yan."

Xie Xingyan's ears turned red, but she calmly accepted the lyric book.

Jiangxi Heng felt that since the gym was already calling it that, they should just go along with it, otherwise it would seem fake.

He was very calm. When he was acting, he could call his baby "dear". What's wrong with calling someone by a more affectionate name?

He picked up the hat that Kong Sui had thrown on the ground, patted it off, and then framed Kong Sui's head.

"You talk a lot, are you going to add rap to this song now?"

When choosing songs, Kong Suike confidently stated that he would add lyrics.

He waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "No, no, no, we won't put rat droppings in there."

The practice room was filled with laughter. Kong Sui, when he gets sarcastic, he even curses himself.

After laughing, the group got to work.

When it comes to song performances, the staff waiting in the live stream will painstakingly mute them to maintain confidentiality.

Some viewers who follow the live stream find it annoying because of the frequent appearance of pixelated images or the contestants' comments being censored. From an entertainment perspective, it's not as good as the edited main episodes and bonus episodes.

After all, that's feeding you.

It's just that there's more material available for live streams, making it more suitable for fan-created content.

One of the fans of the "Gravity" couple, who had previously been known to "eat at the homes of many and weep at the graves of many," specially borrowed the "element symbol CU of the chemical element copper" to name himself "CU Vinegar." Using footage from the main episodes, additional episodes, and live streams, he edited a clip that portrayed Jiangxi Heng and Xie Xingyan as a perfect match.