Chapter Thirty-Four: They are all people who pursue art
Ye Fei had heard it before, and of course she knew that this was her brother's work.
"Low-key, low-key."
Ye Chen smiled indifferently at Ye Fei, he could hear the ridicule of the group of guys before, and at this moment Ye Chen would not shout that this was his own work to let the world know.
Qiao Man on the rostrum was seriously sweeping his eyes from the faces of every row of classmates at this moment.
The intellectual woman's gaze was very hot.
As for who the classmates who sang this song "Love Transfer", Qiao Man didn't know how long he was looking forward to it.
Sometimes, she would like to open the hidden file behind the folder to see the author's name.
But after all, the identity of the teacher is here, and she can't take the initiative to break the rules.
At the moment, Joman was observing.
She wanted to see if any of her classmates were shouting loudly to show off to the students present that it was her work.
However, the picture off the stage was disappointing for Joman.
Although she watched it carefully, she still didn't notice any students dancing excitedly, as if the song's creator was not in the gymnasium.
Just after thinking about it, Qiao Man was relieved:
"How can a person who can create such a work be the kind of person who likes to show off and be impetuous, that person must be like these two songs, full of temperament connotation."
Ye Chen at this moment is indeed extremely low-key, but the reason why he chose to be low-key seems to have nothing to do with the connotation of temperament.
The group of guys before said that they would never vote for Ye Chen, if they knew that this was their own work, Ye Chen was worried that the votes they could have received would be reduced.
So, he just wanted to quietly watch those guys and see if they would vote for him.
"Silly brother, are you so indifferent?"
Ye Fei put his lips close to Ye Chen's ear and said with a warm breath like silky orchid.
"Popular girl, low-key, see everyone's reaction..."
Ye Chen was whispering to Ye Fei, and at this time, the song was sung.
As soon as Ye Chen's singing voice opened his mouth in the stereo, the scene, which was still a little noisy, quieted down.
The fat classmate had been canvassing for votes before, but at this moment, this kid stopped canvassing for votes, because he found that as soon as this song was played, no one paid attention to him at all.
Shen Xinni, who had always been cold beside Ye Chen, also looked focused at the moment, and her serious expression was the same as when she listened to Ye Fei's "The Direction of the Heart" before.
Ye Fei is Shen Xinni's opponent very seriously, and of course she will fully respect her opponent.
And listening to this song at the moment, she is so focused, it can only be said that she is completely attracted by the lyrics and singing of this song.
Listening intently to "Love Transfer", a look of confusion appeared in Shen Xinni's crystal eyes.
"How can there be a sense of déjà vu? I obviously haven't heard this song before? ”
Although she was confused, Shen Xinni didn't think clearly what this confusion was.
She has never thought about the voice, her touch of déjà vu is entirely because the two songs of "Nanshan Nan" were all samples recorded by Ye Chen.
It's just that Shen Xinni is asked to connect Midsummer Chenfeng with the students of Tianhai No. 2 Middle School who participated in the escort competition, which is really embarrassing for this frost girl.
After all, in the eyes of the Frost Girl, the only person in the entire Tianhai Second Middle School who can make her want to compete is Ye Fei.
During the broadcast of "Love Transfer", the audience was silent.
But who would have thought that after the song was played, the scene was still quiet.
It's as if everyone is asleep.
"Silly brother, what's going on?"
Ye Fei opened her mouth and said in a very low voice, the scene was so quiet that even whispering she felt that she would break such a quiet.
Ye Chen was also a little puzzled, after singing every song before, the applause was like thunder, there was no applause this one, what kind of trouble did Nima want to make?
"Could it be that all those who applauded before were To? Or do these guys have already seen through everything and already know that this is what I sing? ”
It's not impossible to hold the palm, after all, in that world, there are many tear trays among the audience of the "So-and-so Singer" program, who are specifically responsible for shedding tears.
's acting skills are even for an Oscar winner.
Although Ye Chen was also a little flustered in his heart, he still said to his sister:
"I guess they're shocked, or I'll take the lead."
As he spoke, Ye Chen was the first to applaud.
Anyway, except for his sister Ye Fei and his friend Menghui, no one knew that this song was by him Ye Chen, so there was no psychological burden when he applauded.
Looking at his applauding brother, for a while, Ye Fei didn't know what to say.
"Applaud yourself, so it's okay?"
Thinking so, Ye Fei also applauded with Ye Chen.
After all, this genius girl really likes her brother's work, not to mention that this genius girl still feels that she is half of her brother's brainless fan.
Well, it has to be half, not one.
"Great, this song is just perfect, no matter what, I want to vote for this song "Love Transfer".
Next to the fat boy, a classmate shouted loudly, and the excitement in his heart was uncontrollable.
"Well, you said you would vote for me."
The fat boy said unconvinced.
"Did I say it, I didn't say it at all, you must have had auditory hallucinations."
"Although we are classmates, we will all be artists in the future, and we must be strict with art, don't force me to be friends with you."
"Damn, I didn't expect our school to be really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, someone can create such a soul-shaking work, and there is no doubt about the singing skills, this vote is forced to No. 4."
A boy who had a crush on the girl with the sweet voice said this before.
The sweet girl still asked a little shyly:
"Classmate, don't you give me this vote?"
The boy made a helpless look:
"This song "Love Transfer" is really shocking, to be honest, I said that I voted for you because I had a good impression of you."
"But at this moment I figured it out, if I miss you, I will regret it for a year, but if I can't vote for No. 4, I will regret it for the rest of my life."
"Girl, can you bear to watch my old age be spent in remorse."
At this moment, the tears in the boy's eyes began to roll.
Looking at the boy's sincere eyes, the girl with a sweet voice felt that what he said made sense at this moment, and she was speechless.
"Don't you want five hundred, we said yes?"
Yuan Changhao looked at the people around him waving the ballots in their hands one by one and wanting to deliver them, he was anxious.
"Roll out, as far as you want, and don't corrupt our pure hearts with money."
"We are art seekers who can dedicate ourselves to art, who cares about your five hundred yuan..."
"Five thousand, at least five thousand, this "Love Transfer" is really a masterpiece, we can't allow you to insult a god with five hundred yuan."
Yuan Changhao was deflated when he heard this:
"Five thousand yuan, why don't you grab it."
But he thought about it, even if he robbed, it was not so easy to earn 5,000.
No matter how you say it, you can earn money by standing up.
After thinking about it, Yuan Changhao shouted:
"Why don't you sell it?"
Earn money while lying down.