The next afternoon, just after lunch, many of the students of the Royal Cadet flocked to the concert hall.

It can accommodate almost 10,000 people, but although many students came to see the excitement, by two o'clock, only a few thousand people came.

After all, this is just a contest between two people, and in the eyes of many people, it won't be amazing, and there is no need for them to waste time here to watch the excitement.

A few thousand people is not much, at least for Tang Mu, who has held a concert of tens of thousands of people, it is nothing at all.

Zhang Ning and Lu Dong sat at the front, waiting to cheer for Tang Mu.

On the side of the stage, there are three teachers from the conservatory, don't look at them as just college teachers, but they are all the most musicians in the whole of the UK.

Many big singers are from their names.

They have trained a lot of singers, and naturally they have written a lot of music.

If it is a competition from ordinary students, naturally the three of them cannot be used as judges, but the school still has a certain understanding of Tang Mu and Kimura Spit and knows that they are the top musicians in their respective countries, if they don't send top teachers, I'm afraid they won't be able to appreciate their music, right?

They don't want students to judge their teachers, so they just need to bring out their own great teachers.

In the cheers of everyone, Tang Mu and Kimura walked onto the stage, and at this time, a teacher briefly explained the situation before making a request to them.

"Racial discrimination is very serious in many places, and we have been trying our best to break this situation, and today on this subject, the two of you will write a song, in English, for half an hour, and after half an hour, the two of you will sing on stage."

After one of the teachers said this, the timer began.

And from the very beginning, Kimura Spit devoted himself to creation, Tang Mu smiled lightly, opened the system mall, and directly spent 600 gold coins to buy a song: "Love Is Color Blind"

After buying it like this, Tang Mu began to write, and it was finished in about ten minutes.

After writing, Tang Mu sat aside and got up with nothing to do, since he wanted to pretend to be forced, he simply pretended to be bigger.

And the people below were all shocked when they saw that Tang Mu had finished writing in about ten minutes.

"Oh my God, this Huaxia man shouldn't have already written it, right?"

"It should have been written, otherwise he would have continued to write?"

"Oh my God, is this man so powerful?"

"I heard that it is very powerful, and it is the leader of the Chinese music scene in the last two years?"

"Oh my God, are the musicians of Huaxia so good, I have never paid attention to the music of Huaxia before."

"Hehe, isn't it certain that it's finished writing, it's hard to say how their songs will be later, and we'll make a conclusion when it comes out, right?"

"It's just that maybe he didn't write it at all, maybe it was a mess, and it was very unpleasant."

Everyone was talking, and Kimura on the stage was a little shocked when he saw that Tang Mu had finished writing, he didn't expect Tang Mu to be so fast, and he couldn't help but lie a little, so he hurriedly sped up.

But even so, he finally wrote his song when the time was about to end.

Tang Mu didn't write it again from beginning to end, obviously he had already written it in about ten minutes.

"Okay, now you can draw lots to decide the order of singing."

A teacher said that Tang Mu and Kimura were on stage to draw lots, Kimura was a little nervous, he hoped that he could sing later, so that he still had time to digest the song he had just created.

Tang Mu didn't care, he just took one.

After the two drew lots like this, they showed the serial numbers they had drawn, Tang Mu's was 2, and Kimura's was 1, which means that Kimura had to sing first.

This was not very beneficial to Kimura, he was a little nervous, but the stage experience in China still allowed him to adapt quickly, and then he sang the songs he wrote.

His song is also critical of racial discrimination, although he has no concept of this, but in front of so many classmates of different colors, he still dare not show his true thoughts.

However, if it is not a work that he feels about, the writing is naturally unsatisfactory, and even he can't be moved, so how can it resonate with the audience below?

Therefore, after Kimura's song was sung, the scene barely caused much of a sensation.

After seeing this situation, Kimura was a little nervous, he glanced at Tang Mu, hoping that Tang Mu would be worse than him, and he also believed that Tang Mu's would be very poor, and it would be strange if the song of ten minutes could be good.

Kimura stood aside, Tang Mu walked onto the stage, and then began his own singing:

hats right

That's right

this time e got a serious situation

Racial discrimination is so great these days

and ere tryna do our parts to help

We're trying to break that

After Tang Mu rapped a few words, whether it was Kimura Spit on the stage or the audience below, they were all stunned, they were speechless, and Kimura Spit was hehehe.

They originally thought that Tang Mu was so powerful, but after listening to these few sentences, Tang Mu was a creation there, but did he just repeat what he thought the teacher said just now?

Can this be considered his creation?

Moreover, these sentences are too straightforward, right?

There's no kind of beauty in the lyrics.

The audience below was embarrassed, Zhang Ning and Lu Dong were faintly nervous, in Chinatown, they had seen Tang Mu powerful, they felt that it should not be a difficult thing to defeat Kimura Spit, right?

"The situation doesn't seem to be good, although this Kimura saliva is not very powerful, but his songs are still original, but Tang Mu's words are ......"

"Well, I was a little worried about how this was good......

"Don't worry, Tang Mu is rapping, the part he says doesn't have to be too original, just look at the part he sings."

Lu Dong and the others were talking below, but Tang Mu was not affected by this emotion, he continued to sing on the stage:

It don't matter if you're black

It doesn't matter if you're black

hite or yello， if you're bron or red

Caucasian, yellow, brown or red (no problem)

let's get don to that

Together, we make it happen

love is color-blind

Love knows no borders

Tang Mu continued to sing on the stage, but after he sang such a paragraph, those who were originally embarrassed and disdainful of him suddenly shocked.

"This song is so powerful."

"Yes, love knows no borders, no matter what color people are, we should love each other......"

"That's right, that's right, maybe we have different countries, but we shouldn't have ...... discrimination"

Hearing this, Zhang Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief.

(End of chapter)