full-time artist

Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon?

Jiang Kui bit her lip, clenched her fists under her sleeves, her nails pierced deeply into her flesh.

She can't wait to shout to everyone: "30 years in Hexi and 30 years in Hedong, don't bully the young and poor!"

"Get ready to record a song."

Lin Yuan suddenly walked into the recording studio.

This is the day he chose to record.

Jiang Kui's strong sense of empathy as the heroine of the bitter drama was instantly defeated. Standing in front of the microphone, she looked at Lin Yuan cautiously and said weakly:

"Okay."

Lin Yuan nodded, and greeted the staff in the recording studio, obviously intending to formally complete this task today.

About 10 minutes later.

The official recording begins.

Jiang Kui's mastery of this song is already perfect because it has been working for a while and Lin Yuan's continuous training for several days.

It seems that those voices from the outside really stimulated Jiang Kui?

Her recording status today was surprisingly good, the whole song was recorded very smoothly, regardless of emotion or vocal skills, etc., all met the standards that Lin Yuan wanted.

"Okay."

two hours later.

Lin Yuan took off his headphones and announced, "The recording is complete."

As far as the singing effect is concerned, Jiang Kui's recording today is the best version of singing these days.

Lin Yuan was very satisfied.

It was not in vain that he accompanied Jiang Kui to prepare for the official recording for so long.

……

Although Xianyu is no longer a popular figure in Clash of the Gods, this does not affect the status of music in the hearts of countless netizens at the end of the season.

In the next few days, news related to the battle of the gods can be seen everywhere on the Internet:

"The battle of the gods is approaching!"

"Exclusive interview with Fei Yang: I am not participating in the battle of the gods this year to prove how great I am, but to let everyone know that what I lost must be brought back with my own hands!"

"The Queen of Songs is ready!"

"December of the Beacon Fire, the six fathers are here!"

"Yin Dong leads the battle of the gods Qu father lineup, who will be crowned the new king!"

"Interview with Father Qu Longdie: My opponent has always been myself."

"..."

This level of news bombardment is even more exaggerated than in November!

And when the time came to the end of December, netizens' expectations for the battle of the gods had reached the peak, almost overflowing!

The day of NO.30 in December.

The official website of the Music Association even made a countdown to the battle of the gods at the end of the year. It can be seen that even the official also maintains a considerable degree of attention to the battle of the gods:

"There are still ten hours left before the official opening of the battle of the gods!"

"There are still nine hours left before the official start of the Battle of the Gods!"

"There are still eight hours left before the official opening of the battle of the gods!"

The countdown on the official website of the Literature and Art Association was constantly updated in real time, and major music players followed up one after another, provoking the nerves of netizens and fans to an extremely sensitive level.

"It's about to start!"

"Why am I so excited?"

"After all, it's the annual fairy fight!"

"It's a question of which song to listen to first, I'm looking forward to several songs!"

"Compared to the battle in the early morning, the battle of first-line singers in December is like a younger brother."

"The black bull is ready, brothers rush tonight!"

"I'm so looking forward to it. As a person who never stays up late, I can't help but plan to stay up until twelve o'clock tonight."

"The Literary and Art Association has also set up a countdown, just like celebrating the new year, hahahahaha."

"It is said that the list will be released directly tonight. You don't have to wait until tomorrow. The gods will fight in groups online. Who will be the champion song?"

"..."

Countless people's eyes were fixed on the beating countdown.

While waiting, the sky darkened a little bit, and the moon slowly climbed into the sky.

As the major players and the official website of the Music Association released the reminder that "the battle of the gods will officially start in one hour", the waiting netizens suddenly became excited!

And in the bedroom of a mansion.

Fei Yang also sat in front of the computer early, waiting for the official arrival of twelve o'clock in the morning.

The wind blows gently outside the window.

Moonlight drifted in faintly.

Excitement and apprehension intertwined in Fei Yang's heart, causing Fei Yang's legs to writhe restlessly.

I don't know how long it took.

Fei Yang's phone vibrated suddenly.

Fei Yang turned on his phone and saw that it was a message sent by Neon Wu in the group: "I can kill all the gods in the lyrics part, I hope someone will not hold back. It's definitely not my problem that I can't win the championship."

This is a small group of three.

Only Fei Yang, Yin Dong and Neon Wu were in the group.

This is a small group specially created by Fei Yang based on the cooperation of this battle of the gods.

Seeing Neon Wu's words, Fei Yang smiled, but his tension suddenly dissipated a lot.

Of course he knew that Neon Wu's words were stabbing Yin Dong.

The two had a lot of friction in the process of cooperating on lyrics and music, and Neon Wu was very dissatisfied.

"rest assured."

At this time, Yin Dong appeared, and seemed to respond to Neon Wu: "I have no problem with my composition."

"My singing will not be a problem."

Fei Yang replied confidently, typing with his fingers very vigorously. He wanted to continue talking, but the alarm that had been set in advance suddenly rang.

Fei Yang looked at the time.

It's exactly twelve o'clock!

Fei Yang quickly put down his phone, put on the earphones, and immediately turned on the player, with a serious expression like a soldier in uniform, about to go to his own battlefield.

"It's time!"

"Battle of the Gods!"

Fei Yang clicked on the music topic on the player, and out of a certain obsession, his gaze was the first to search for Xianyu's songs.

at the same time!

Within the merged three continents, countless hands also moved the mouse at the same time, and pressed the left button for confirmation...

4 and one chapter?

Fei Yang was the first to open the special topic on the battle of the gods on the player, but when the new works sung by the kings and queens of the song and even performed by the song fathers in the special topic were presented in a dazzling array, Fei Yang But suddenly there was a sense of bewilderment and frustration——

The list is indeed full of big names.

The works of a certain song father in Qin, the works of a certain song queen in Qi, the works of a certain song father in Chu, etc., can all be called Fei Yang's strong opponents in this battle of gods.

It's just that there are so many works, whose song should I listen to first?

Some time ago, the sense of loneliness that was caused by Jiang Kui's singing for Xianyu's works suddenly hit my heart again.

Only then did Fei Yang discover to his astonishment that he had never regarded anyone else as an opponent except Xian Yu.

Even if this is the battle of the gods.

Even other people are perverted.

Even if someone might be stronger than Xianyu.

For Fei Yang, it seemed that defeating Xianyu was far more important than winning a battle of the gods championship track!

"Sure enough, it's still coming straight to you."

The scroll wheel of the mouse was turning slightly, Fei Yang murmured, his eyes quickly flicked over the songs in the front row, and finally he couldn't help but lock on Xianyu, it seemed that this was the only meaning for him to participate in the battle of the gods.

"May it last forever."

Fei Yang read out the title of the song.

Without too much hesitation, he just clicked play with a sigh and regret.

Due to some objective reasons, although Xianyu was destined not to be his opponent this time, the sense of gap between his punches was so strong that even though Fei Yang knew that the opponent's work this time did not pose a threat to him, he still chose to fight first. Click on Xianyu's song.

"Lyricist: Xianyu"

"Composer: Xianyu"

"Singing: Jiang Kui"

It seemed to fit Fei Yang's state of mind at the moment.

With the passage of subtitles in the early stage of the lyrics version, the prelude of "I wish you a long time" was played by the cello, and then seamlessly connected with piano music.

In the melodious music, there is a touch of melancholy, and a trace of inexplicable loneliness.

"Oh?"

As Fei Yang adjusted the earphones to a more comfortable position, he couldn't help but whine sadly:

"Are you taking the lyrical route this time? Sure enough, you gave up on the charts. Last year's "Red Sun" is the most suitable song for the charts. It has a strong sense of rhythm, a high-spirited singing voice, and the prelude can draw the audience to that song. In the melody, the cells in the whole body can't help but cheer up, and it's well deserved to win the championship. Compared with this kind of lyricism, how can I..."

suddenly!

Fei Yang's voice paused.

He adjusted the gesture of the earphones, and also froze in the air.

This made his posture look extremely unnatural.

Through the extremely comfortable sponge cover of the earphones, the female voice coming from inside is as tender as clouds and clouds, and as lazy as drinking to the moon, amplifying all the inexplicable emotions little by little:

"When is the moon..."

"Ask the sky for wine..."

"I don't know the palace in the sky..."

"What year is this eve..."

Fei Yang's hand suddenly dropped.

There was a faint sound of cracking silk resounding.

All the loneliness and melancholy lingering in his heart were instantly shattered.

It was as if the thunder from the sky had split the black mist, and it was like a dazzling electric light piercing through Tianxin!

Slash over without thinking!

Fei Yang was suddenly shocked!

He felt that everything around him had changed.