To be honest, your English song really amazed us, and I heard that this song was temporarily composed by you at the ceremony to save the suicide, so it seems that your English foundation is also very solid! A yellow-skinned Chinese man actually created such an English song that seems to me to be a classic, I have to say that you are also the only one among our Chinese music artists! Your musical talent is really shockingZhu Jun said with emotion, this is not his compliment to political discipline, but sincerely, because Chinese people who speak Chinese as their mother tongue are born with cultural differences and strangeness from English, and a singer, even if he sings an English song well, it takes a lot of effort, not to mention, to create an English song in the language of foreigners! At least until now, except for political discipline, no Chinese has been able to create such a level of English songs!

"Brother Zhu has won the award," Zhengji replied without being shocked, with maturity and stability that did not belong to his peers. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Zhengji, in fact, there is such a video, it is enough to prove yourself, to prove that your songs, are created by yourself independently, because, no team, can create such a song on the spot under such a situation at that time, let alone English songs, this video, has proved itself for you best, you are our pride, a ghost talent in the music industry, to be honest, I am looking forward to you being able to go to the same height as "Michael", and become our own music giant." , Zhu Jun finally made his own summary at this moment.

And Hu Yu in the background, also breathed a sigh of relief, at this moment she completely put her mind at ease, and the public opinion of political discipline plagiarism was also broken, and the program team gave the best response, but it was Yue Feng's smiling gaze, and he couldn't help but sigh, no wonder the interview show "Art Life" can be successful, this kind of program effect full of suspense and suspense, I have to say, can give the audience the best visual and psychological enjoyment!

"Of course, Zhengji, I forgot to congratulate you, at the Golden Melody Awards ceremony in Xianggang and Taiwan, you won a number of heavyweight awards, breaking the record of our mainland Golden Melody Awards, and indirectly proving the rise of our mainland music scene, here, I want to sincerely congratulate you, what do you want to say about these two awards?" Zhu Jun remembered the honor that Zhengji won not long ago, and said with a smile.

"First of all, I'm naturally happy, these two types of awards are everyone's recognition of my songs, saying that I'm not happy, that's hypocrisy," Zhengji joked with a smile, and then said seriously: "Of course, on top of the Golden Melody Award ceremony in Xianggang Taiwan, there are more excellent songs, in my opinion, they are not inferior to my award-winning songs, my award this time, in fact, there is also an element of luck in it, as a newcomer, I also want to thank the older generation of artists for their support", Zhengji's answer was not leaky, without the slightest arrogance.

"In any case, your award has greatly revitalized the momentum of the mainland music scene, you probably don't know, you have now become a role model for many young artists, after all, the Golden Melody Award is the greatest affirmation of singers, equivalent to the Nobel Prize in the scientific world, full of gold! I hope that the music scene can produce more talents like you to lead our music to the forefront!" Zhu Jun nodded and concluded.

"Zhengji, when you came to the scene of the art life program today, do you want to leave a memorial for the audience who watched your talk show for the first time on the scene and in front of the TV?" Before Hu Yu's heart was completely put down, Zhu Jun's voice came out again.

"Remembrance, within the limits of my ability, of course," Masaki said with a smile and nodded.

"So, what kind of commemoration do you want Zhengji to leave for us?" Zhu Jun smiled and stretched out the microphone in the direction of the audience.

"Sing!" was almost unanimous, and the audience responded enthusiastically.

Zhu Jun retracted the microphone and looked at Zhengji with a smile: "Zhengji, you have seen what everyone in the audience wants, but I personally think that just singing, this commemoration is not profound enough, I think it should be more unforgettable, I make a somewhat excessive request, I hope you don't mind, if it really doesn't work, you can refuse!"

Masaki's heart moved slightly, and he thought about it, if it is singing, then it is his strength, there are so many songs in his mind, not to mention that he has already sung them, there are not a few songs that have never been released now, and he is confident to face any challenges related to songs!" "Of course, Brother Zhu, don't give me too difficult questions!"

In the expectant eyes of the audience and in front of the TV, Zhu Jun said seriously: "Of course, for you, it should be a piece of cake, my topic is, can you improvise an English song on the stage of "artistic life" for everyone to listen to? Of course, the type you choose!"

Before Zhengji answered, the people in the audience and in front of the TV already showed surprised looks, no one thought that Zhu Jun would actually give Zhengji such a topic, improvise a song, and more importantly, an English song! This is not difficult? Not to mention composing an English song, for ordinary singers, even if it is a casual song, it is a big challenge.

"What should I do? Do you think that political discipline can be done? To create an English song in such a short period of time, this is too difficult!" Wu Xinmei in the audience saw the contemplative political discipline on the stage, couldn't help but squeeze Fan Cheng's hand, and said nervously to a few people around her.

"I believe in him, he can never create miracles, doesn't he?" Liu Lu looked at Zhengji on the stage, her eyes flashed with encouragement and trust for no reason, in her eyes, Zhengji is the best, no matter how big the challenge, she will always believe in him!

"Come on!"

"We believe in you!"

Gradually, the audience shouted in twos and threes, slowly, one, two, three, countless voices gradually converged into one voice in the audience, "Zhengji, come on!" in the studio, at the same time, countless people watching the show in front of the TV outside the venue also clenched their hands at this moment, looking at Zhengji on the screen with eagerness and anticipation, and there was also a voice in their hearts shouting "Zhengji!

Zheng Xueping's family sat in front of the TV and looked intently at their son on the TV.

"Why did this host give his son such a problem? Isn't this deliberately embarrassing the child?" Li Xuemei said as she looked at the contemplative Zhengji on TV, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

"I don't know, but I think our son should be fine," Zheng Xueping said so comfortingly, but his eyes were still full of worry.

At the same time, it was the same bar, where a group of foreigners gathered around the bar, watching the show on the screen.

"Annie, what are you talking about on TV? Are you watching it so seriously?" At this time, a dusty figure came in at the door, with a thick beard and a tall man of more than one meter and eight meters, sitting unceremoniously in the middle of the bar, snapping his fingers casually, asking for a glass of "brandy", and asked casually in a thick British accent.

"Bieber, you're here, it's nothing, a Chinese singer participated in the show, and the host asked him to improvise an English song on the spot, which is quite interesting," Anne said with a charming look at the man and smiled.

"What should I be, you guys are really boring, a Chinese singer, what kind of good songs can you make, Huaguo, no music can enter my ears, it's just a gimmick of the show, old Jack, change the channel, get some exciting music," Bieber shouted as he slapped the table.

"Jack, be quiet, read it later", to Bieber's surprise, old Jack rejected him with a straight face.

This made Jack feel a little unable to get off the stage, but looking at the surrounding form, he had to mumble, "It's just a yellow-skinned monkey!

And in the sofa, Zhengji frowned slightly, with a thoughtful expression, three minutes had passed unconsciously, Zhu Jun glanced at his watch, pursed his lips, he was about to urge, suddenly a hand was raised, blocking his eyes, and then Zhengji's voice: "Okay, I think I probably thought about it, what about the piano?"

Zhu Jun and Zhengji's confident eyes were opposite, the whole person was slightly stunned, although it was he who proposed it, but to be honest, he didn't have much hope, just now he was ready to open his mouth to sing a song for Zhengji, but he didn't expect that Zhengji really thought about it in such a short period of time, his heart said that he was not surprised It was false, he looked at Zhengji deeply, and said: "Don't you have to think about it a little more?" He regretted a little, if Zhengji's creation was not successful, then wouldn't it be a "artistic life" On the contrary, it has added a black layer to someone's acting career?

"Why, Brother Zhu doesn't believe me?" With a smile on his face, Zhengji stood up, waved his hand to the audience, and shouted loudly: "Friends, do you believe me?"

"Believe!" The uniform voice sounded from the audience, and even the audience in front of the TV couldn't help but shout "Believe!"

Zhengji bowed to the camera, then took three steps and made two steps, walked to the piano next to the side of the stage, gave Zhu Jun a look, and slowly sat down.

"Next, I will present you with an English song "What are words", the Chinese name "What is the vow", I hope my work can satisfy everyone", Zhengji closed his eyes, adjusted his mood, his fingers moved slightly, a beautiful melody sounded in the studio, and at this time, the lights in the studio also dimmed in time, and the soft spotlight accurately shone on the piano and the god of Zhengji.