Peng Xiangming could feel the gaze of Su Cheng beside him.

The gaze is complex.

He looked at Qi Yutian in front of the podium with a smile on his face.

He was almost immediately aware of the overflowing malice.

He couldn't hear the audience, he didn't look at the audience, but he could clearly perceive the silence of the audience at this moment, and the turmoil in everyone's hearts.

It seems that at this moment, he suddenly opened up his sixth sense.

He had even deduced the source of the matter - he didn't know who it was for the time being, and he didn't know why the other party had to destroy him. But their purpose is undoubtedly to destroy themselves.

I also thought that no matter how I responded, it seemed that there would be a large number of rumors and doubts of all kinds tomorrow, rushing at me, making it impossible for people to resist at all.

He heard the moderator.

The host named Su Cheng and said that he would prepare again.

Yes, it was definitely a show accident.

The host is reminding himself covertly not to talk nonsense when he gives his acceptance speech later.

Although the accident has happened, from the perspective of the organizers and broadcasters, they must first complete the award ceremony smoothly, and will never agree that the accident will develop into a story.

At that moment, he caught a glimpse of Su Chengmai moving his legs.

But he suddenly reached out and grabbed him.

In the midst of lightning, he suddenly realized that there was only one way to get out of such a basin of dirty water splashed on his head.

And before that, there must be a prerequisite.

Suddenly, his mind settled.

His eyes were fixed on the front of the podium, the microphone suddenly lost his voice, and Qi Yutian, who was shrugging his shoulders with a wry smile and pretending to be chic, grabbed Su Cheng's arm tightly with one hand.

Su Cheng's whispered reminder suddenly sounded in his ears, "Teacher Peng, don't be impulsive!"

Peng Xiangming suddenly showed a smile on his face, he turned his head to look at Su Cheng, patted his arm, and suddenly walked over, Qi Yutian saw his movements, turned his head, turned around, and faced him.

A very strange smile appeared on his face.

Peng Xiangming really can't figure it out until now? How much profit is promised? Can he be so bold? You know, it is said that there are a lot of relevant big leaders sitting in the audience!

He Qi Yutian doesn't want to mix in this circle in the future?

Just think of your reputation or something? It's all worthless, right? He did this, but he disturbed the whole awards ceremony? This is an absolute performance accident!

Put so many leaders, don't take it seriously?

But on the way to the past? Just looked at Qi Yutian for a moment? But he suddenly understood.

Maybe it's because I'm thinking badly.

No one encouraged him, or even promised him benefits or anything like that, he did it spontaneously.

Maybe he thought he was a hero.

He should hate those so-called traffic singers, right?

That's why such a dead end was set up and openly clamored.

Yes? It's almost a dead end? No one believed that it was possible for him to unravel, including him.

Even, before he decided to do this, he should have thought it out that he would not even have a chance to break the game - the organizers did not allow it.

And as long as your reputation plummets? Well, he just poked out a performance accident.

The biggest consequence? It's just that I'm no longer eligible to participate in any awards.

But there is a high probability that he will not be banned - then again, he is not an actor? Must be a behind-the-scenes musician? What about taking my wife's ID card to sign?

Besides? He has been famous for many years? There is no shortage of money, and there is no shortage of fame.

At this time, if you strike angrily, you are ten percent sure that you will knock yourself down at once.

For him, he would feel like he was striking at the ugliness of the music scene.

And as long as he is knocked down, maybe he will be regarded as a hero in the music industry.

So, the smile on his face was real.

The helplessness in his eyes is also true.

He should be looking forward to the organizers not interrupting more than himself, right?

Only in that way can you really make a fool of yourself in front of the national TV audience.

It really proves that his accusation is right.

However, the microphone on the podium was turned off, and the organizer's response was quite effective, so that his provocation could not continue, and he could not be forced to be helpless in front of the national television audience.

The surprise he felt when he found himself walking over should have been true.

Because he didn't believe that he would dare to respond to such provocations and doubts.

............

Peng Xiangming walked over without squinting, and the corner of his eye subconsciously swept to a few positions.

He smiled.

Walking a few steps to the side of the podium, he smiled, stretched out his hand, and made a "please" gesture, as if to signal, "Give me the microphone, let me say a few words?"

Qi Yutian then took two steps back.

The moment the two staggered by, Peng Xiangming turned his head to look at him, kept smiling, and whispered, "Fuck your uncle!"

The microphone is off, so no one can hear it.

But the camera not far away is shooting, although I don't know if this picture has been cut into a live broadcast picture, but at least, this sentence and this moment are recorded.

As soon as he turned around, he was already standing in front of the podium.

"Hello?"

He leaned over, but the voice of the microphone could not be heard.

So he spread his hands and smiled helplessly.

............

Peng Xiangming suddenly grabbed Su Cheng and walked over to the podium, the two hosts panicked again - of course the response can be adapted, but now it is obvious that this matter can be absolutely uncovered.

Even...... The male host reacted in front again, he took the microphone, hurriedly rushed down the stage on the side, and ran towards the main stage.

He was afraid of a fight on stage.

It's not impossible.

This attack is too disgusting, and Peng Xiangming is too young.

............

Everything is in the heat of light.

............

No matter how slow Rao is reaction is, the leaders of the XX Department sitting in the audience at this moment have already understood.

When he came to the scene in person, such a stage accident occurred, and the accident was being broadcast live in real time, which made his face suddenly ugly.

But he sat still, and said nothing.

He was only here to watch the ceremony, not the person responsible for the accident.

His eyes were firmly fixed on Qi Yutian on the stage.

But at this time, Peng Xiangming actually took the initiative to walk to the podium, and smiled the whole time, and even when he walked in front of Qi Yutian, who provoked him, he maintained a considerable politeness and smile.

But he leaned over to speak, but there was no sound on the microphone.

The big leader's heart suddenly moved.

This is a very good young man!

At this time, both on and off the stage, they were completely out of order.

In fact, by now, the situation has completely collapsed and is basically irretrievable.

The vice president of the TV network, who was seated next to him, had already dialed the phone of the backstage director with full anger, covering his mouth to speak, while on the stage, the host was rushing to the main stage.

The big leader suddenly turned his head and said, "Let him speak." ”

The president of the TV network was stunned for a moment, and the vice president who was about to speak was also stunned and turned back in amazement.

After just a second or two, he said to his phone, "Turn on the microphone and let him speak." ”

The host was running wildly, but he couldn't run up at all because of the steps going down first and then up, and suddenly the director's words came from the headset, "Remind Peng Xiangming that the microphone of the lecture stage has been turned on, let him speak!"

The host who ran halfway was stunned for a moment, slowed down, and suddenly said, "Xiang Ming, the microphone is ready, you can speak." He stood on the edge of the stage.

Watch and see what happens.

"Hey ......"

The voice came out.

Peng Xiangming smiled, "That's good." ”

The audience was already agitated.

Peng Xiangming smiled, "I know this is a bit of a mess, and I'm also surprised." I didn't expect Teacher Qi Yutian to be so hostile to me, haha, maybe I was too popular last year!"

"That...... I am an original musician, in fact, my attitude is the same as that of Mr. Qi Yutian, and I have always hated those false and ugly things, I formally implore the organizers to treat it as a program now, which can give us a little time, let us show the creative ability of our Chinese musicians for everyone present, as well as the audience and friends in front of the TV, I am talking about the real ability! Let us use brand new music to inject energy into the new development and construction of the motherland in the new year! Thank you!"

In the audience, several leaders turned their heads to look at the big leader.

But the big leader didn't speak, just looked at the stage.

These words are still quite beautiful.

The response was decent.

The key is to turn the slander and provocation full of malice into injecting energy into the country's construction and development...... It seems to be a good way to turn around.

The accident has rotted to this extent, and the hard harvest is no longer recoverable.

There is no need to wait until tomorrow, just tonight, this matter must be in an uproar on the whole network.

It's better to let this young man take advantage of the trend, as he said, treat this accident as a show, and talk about this paragraph first.

But...... He shouldn't have been so stubborn.

What if he can't write it?

He couldn't write it himself, he was humiliated, but the problem was that after he was humiliated, this award ceremony was really rotten to the end - however, since he was making music, it shouldn't be a problem to fool around and deal with this scene first.

This young man is quite smart, he should know how to do it.

Other things have to be dealt with afterwards.

............

The vice president said on the phone: "Let them come!" Pay attention to remind the host, control the scale, and when you summarize later, remember to guide us to the program link that we have set. ”

............

Soon, the host smiled and said: "Wow, wow, the audience and friends who are watching our show, the opportunity to open everyone's eyes has come, do you want to see Peng Xiangming write songs on the spot?

There were people at the scene, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, so they immediately responded loudly, "Okay!"

............

At this moment, Qi Yutian, who was standing behind the side of the podium, was simply overjoyed.

If it's just a pure splash of dirty water, it will undoubtedly be a regrettable ending - although he thought it was unlikely in advance, he did hope from the bottom of his heart that the organizers could give him a chance to expose Peng Xiangming's true face in front of tens of millions of viewers.

But at this time, what surprised him was that Peng Xiangming, who was standing not far from him, suddenly showed a relieved look.

Then he said, "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, can you...... Give Mr. Qi Yutian a microphone, give me one too?"

The height of the microphone on the podium is actually neither high nor low, which is suitable for most people.

But for him, it was a little low, and he had to bend down to speak.

"Ok! Please send two microphones!"

The host generously agreed, and at this time, while enthusiastically controlling the scene, he quietly half-turned around and waved at his partner, the hostess, in a small amplitude.

The hostess caught a glimpse of this posture, and then completely came back to her senses, slowly stepped off the stage, and walked over.

The staff bent on their waists and quickly sent two microphones.

"Hey......" Qi Yutian wanted to speak.

But at this time, the host had already begun to control the situation, and he didn't intend to give him a chance to speak, "So, Xiang Ming, what kind of music are you going to compose for us?"

As he spoke, he looked at Peng Xiangming, his eyes full of expectation.

The camera was pointed at him, and he didn't dare to blatantly glance at him.

This is already a clear kindness and reminder.

But on the contrary, Peng Xiangming said: "Uh...... I have never questioned my ability to write songs, and now it is Mr. Qi Yutian who is questioning me, although I actually disdain to respond to this kind of questioning, because my creative ability does not need to be proved to anyone. However, everyone is looking forward to it, right? Haha, so, since you are in a hurry to get here, let Teacher Qi Yutian give a question!"

Speaking of which, he turned to look at the audience, "No one suspects that I am colluding with him, right?"

At least to those who don't know the truth, it's more like a show.

The people in the audience who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement responded, "No!"

"Okay!" Peng Xiangming half-turned around and looked at Qi Yutian, his eyes were indifferent but focused, "Teacher Qi Yutian, right? Originally, I didn't know you, but today, I know you." Now, why don't you come up with a question to test me? Since we're playing, let's play really, and you can give me a difficult question!"

Qi Yutian still had that strange smile on his face, picked up the microphone again, and said, "It's not difficult, it depends on who it is!" But I really prepared a topic. ”

After a pause, he said with a smile: "Although I don't know whether the tune of the song "Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water" was written by you yourself, or someone ghostwrote it, but it seems that you should like ancient poetry. Then I'll give you a poem, one of Nalan's words, called "Sauvignon Blanc", the one in Shanyicheng, you like ancient poems so much, you should know, right?"

At the end, he looked forward to it, but he also showed disdain.

seems to be convinced of Peng Xiangming's fake appearance, and it is likely that he doesn't even know this word.

But Peng Xiangming was just stunned for a moment, and soon came back to his senses.

Coincidentally, he really knew the lyrics.

It has nothing to do with this life, in his last life, when he was in high school, he especially liked a girl, of course, because the parents were beautiful, that girl especially liked Nalan words, in order to find a topic, Peng Xiangming had really read and recited a lot of Nalan words.

If this had been left in his previous life, maybe he wouldn't have been able to remember a word, but now, as soon as he pulled it a little, he pulled it to this poem in the depths of his memory.

So he read it out casually, "A trip to the mountain, a trip to the water, and a trip to the side of Yuguan, a thousand tent lights in the middle of the night." The wind is changing, the snow is changing, the dream of the broken hometown cannot be realized, and there is no sound in the old garden. This is it, right?"

Qi Yutian was surprised at first, and then nodded, "That's right, this is the one!"

He said: "This is my topic, you can write the lyrics yourself, you can use the original words, as long as it is related to the lyrics, I agree, and then you can write a piece of music on the spot." ”

Peng Xiangming nodded slowly, bit his lip slightly, and began to show a thoughtful look.

With the gradual "normalization" of the scene, the director has begun to switch the camera normally, and the current scene is naturally cut into the live broadcast screen and appears in the TV sets of thousands of households.

At this time, Qi Yutian spoke again, "You know this poem again, and you like ancient poems so much, I think you must have a lot of ideas, how long do you think it is more appropriate to give you?"

The host suddenly interjected, "Uh...... Teacher Qi, Xiang Ming, because considering the relationship between us and we are live broadcasting, it is inconvenient for us to delay for too long, because the delay is too long, and everyone in the audience who is waiting for the news of the award will not be able to stand it!, right?" He was full of smiles, as if he was hosting a prepared program, and naturally teased the people in the audience, "So, I think we might as well make an agreement like this, so we will limit the original words and compose a melody for us ...... Xiang Ming."

That's where the help comes in again.

The original word is short. The melody that needs to be written is, of course, very short.

But at this time, Peng Xiangming didn't appreciate it, but suddenly said: "No need!"

He took the microphone and said, "Can you please give me about 10 minutes?" Please keep quiet, thank you! 10 minutes is fine!"

After saying that, he actually reached out to hand the microphone to the host, but suddenly, he took it back and said, "In addition, I hope to provide me with a few pieces of paper, a pen, and a piano...... Uh, preferably a piano, if not, get me a guitar, or a lute as well. Thank you!"

With that said, he handed the microphone out.

Just as the host, Qi Yutian, and everyone at the scene were stunned, he suddenly turned around, raised his head, did not move, and did not speak.

The moderator came back to his senses and said, "Okay, okay! Trouble the staff, bring paper and pens." We should have a piano in the background, and we also bother the staff to prepare the piano. ”

Speaking of this, he threw a finger up at the audience, "Shhhhhh

Whispered, "For the next ten minutes, please be as quiet as I am." ”