Elder Gao's words made the audience stunned.

The whole scene fell silent all of a sudden.

Everyone knows that at today's music festival, the winner of the award for the best lyricist is the masked man who wrote a legend.

So everyone was stunned, looking at Ye Cuo stupidly, but they didn't expect this kid to be a mysterious masked man.

Fang Baizhan was here, with a hint of banter in his eyes before, and the people who laughed at Ye Cuo all silently shut up at this time.

Ye Cuo does not have too many works, but with a song "Legend", it is enough to gain a foothold in the music world.

What's more, everyone's internal information is relatively well-informed, and some people already know that this masked man is actually the same person as the masked man who created "I Have to Love" before.

So far, the four songs that Ye Cuo has created are all above the level, and each of them is a hit, and at the same time, the style is different, this strength is indeed very strong.

Elder Gao said to Fang Baizhan at this time: "There are a lot of capable people under Brother Fang, so naturally he disdains a junior on my side, just now I said that he can enter the top three newcomers, just when I say it wrong, I will take it back." ”

Fang Baizhan's face was hot.

Ye Cuo has won the best lyricist, and he is also qualified to be the first among newcomers, and when Gao Lao said this, he was slapping him in the face.

At this time, Fang Baizhan's face was very unhappy.

Yan Feiyu held Ye Cuo, and when he arrived here, Ye Cuo smiled and said hello to Elder Gao, Elder Gao also smiled and nodded, he had been squeezed by Fang Baizhan for a long time just now, and as soon as Ye Cuo came, he helped him save face, making him feel very comfortable.

Fang Baizhan looked at the group of lyricists behind him, and felt a little faceless.

But he didn't take it to heart, because he had won the award for Best Lyricist many times, and many lyricists behind him had also won it.

Ye Cuo only took one, and he couldn't suppress them at all.

The surprise just now was more about the identity of the masked man.

At this time, Fang Baizhan looked at Ye Cuo lightly and said, "Young man, it's pretty good, it's a bit of strength." ”

Although Ye Cuo rarely paid attention to entertainment, he still knew Fang Baizhan, and nodded politely: "Hello." ”

Fang Baizhan had a hint of unhappiness in his eyes.

Many lyricists behind him looked at Ye Cuo: "You are the masked man who got the best lyricist today?"

Ye Cuo knew that the identity of the masked man could not be hidden, but fortunately, there was no media here, and it didn't matter if he said it, so he nodded: "I am indeed a masked man." ”

A young lyricist looked at him with a hint of sour ridicule and said, "Why don't you participate in the music festival? Did you do something unseemly? I usually cover my face and don't dare to show my face in public, so I am afraid that something about myself will be exposed?"

This person's words made Yan Feiyu's face suddenly become ugly.

Elder Gao was a little unhappy, and said, "Brother Fang, the people under your command are a little unparticular about speaking." ”

Fang Baizhan didn't reprimand his subordinates at all, and said directly: "Young man, it's all like this, that's what it means to be young and vigorous." Unlike some old people, although they are unhappy, they are not qualified to say anything. ”

Gao Lao couldn't hold back anymore, and sneered: "When Gao was young, when he was in the music world, some juniors were still breastfeeding. ”

Fang Baizhan's face was a little ugly, and he turned to say: "Haha, Elder Gao, you were indeed very powerful, but now it is the world of young people, let's listen to what young people are saying." ”

Ye Cuo listened to the conversation between the two at this time, and said in his heart: It turns out that the entertainment industry is really only a harmony on the surface, two characters with such heads and faces, but they are so seriously torn.

The young lyricists under Fang Baizhan seemed to be encouraged at this time, and looked at Ye Cuo and said, "Those songs of yours, shouldn't they all be copied, otherwise why wouldn't they dare to appear at the music festival." ”

Ye Cuo said lazily: "What am I doing there? That broken prize is of little use to me." ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of many people in the whole room changed.

The best lyricist, but the highest reward for lyricists, many people will compete every year, who knows that in Ye Cuo's mouth, it has become a "broken award".

What they had been chasing for a long time and couldn't get, Ye Cuo seemed to be very disdainful at all.

Even Fang Baizhan couldn't help but say this, and said to Elder Gao: "Elder Gao, this newcomer under your hand is a little crazy. ”

Gao Lao laughed: "Ye Xiaoyou is not my subordinate, he is just a friend of Miss Yan." Besides, you also said just now that you are young and vigorous, Ye Xiaoyou is younger than you and very talented, it is normal that you don't look down on him. ”

Elder Gao's last few words squeezed Fang Baizhan into a person who suppressed newcomers out of jealousy.

Fang Baizhan said very unhappily: "Hehe, young man, let's come out with more works and then come out arrogant." ”

He held his own identity, and he didn't want to worry about Ye Cuo, so he turned around and left with a large number of people.

Ye Cuo looked at Elder Gao and Yan Feiyu and said, "What's going on?"

Gao Lao said lightly: "Aiming at me, I thought you were a newcomer I cultivated, so I will target you by the way." The entertainment industry is like this, the surface is harmonious. ”

Ye Cuo nodded, and didn't bother to care about this.

Yan Feiyu snuggled up to Ye Cuo, excited like a little girl: "Ye Cuo, can I ask you to dance?"

"Come on, my kid. There was a sly smile on the corner of Ye Cuo's mouth.

Yan Feiyu remembered that she had threatened Ye Cuo on the phone, and she was a little embarrassed, glared at Ye Cuo, stretched out her hand to hold him, and the two of them walked onto the dance floor in the center of the hall, dancing with the music.

"You're dancing well. Yan Feiyu looked at Ye Cuo in surprise, originally thought that Ye Cuo couldn't dance, but she didn't expect to be more skilled in dancing than herself.

"Of course, I'm a genius, and I don't learn anything. Ye Cuo directly and unceremoniously admitted it.

Yan Feiyu's eyes were charming with a hint of admiration, and said: "Then I'm going to sing on the stage later, it's "The Whale Who Became a Lonely Island" you wrote, and then you go to the piano to help me accompani, can you play the piano?"

"Of course!"

Yan Feiyu smiled sweetly: "Then you can help me and help me pin this wheat to my collar." ”

Yan Feiyu took out a small lavalier microphone and handed it to Ye Cuo, who helped her clip it on her collar.

At the end of the song, Yan Feiyu walked towards the stage, Ye Cuo also arrived at the piano, the smooth sound of the piano sounded, and Yan Feiyu's beautiful singing voice overflowed the entire hall.

Ten minutes later, after the singing, there was a warm applause at the scene, and Fang Baizhan also applauded lightly: "Not bad, good, whether it's a song, or a person, it's just that the words are a little worse." ”