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Chapter 186 Is This... Giving Up?
Cheng Meng heard Shen Chuhe's father say this.

She suddenly had a rather uncomfortable feeling in her heart.

because.

She had indeed seen Lin Mo's talent.

Especially when Lin Mo was sitting in front of the piano and playing.

Cheng Meng: "Then maybe, what if this Lin Mo can write a good song?"

"Or, even though he didn't write it, the song already exists in his mind?"

Hear this.

Shen Chuhe's father glanced at Cheng Meng in surprise, and then laughed: "Do you know this person?"

"Why would you suddenly speak for such a person?"

Cheng Meng: "I'm just talking about the facts."

Shen Chuhe's father thought for a while: "I don't deny that there is such a possibility, but this possibility is really too low."

"Don't talk about me, just talk about yourself, do you believe this?"

Cheng Meng was also a little helpless in her heart, but when she saw Lin Mo who was sitting there without writing a single word, she suddenly hoped that Lin Mo was really what she said.

Cheng Meng: "I believe it, and I am willing to believe it."

Shen Chuhe's father smiled: "Okay, then let's go together and wait and see."

He didn't take this matter to heart.

In his eyes, this Lin Mo is nothing more than an insignificant little person, and it is difficult to get into his sight in normal times.

Shen Chuhe's father was just a little surprised that Cheng Meng helped Lin Mo speak.

He looked at Cheng Meng who didn't seem to respond, and Shen Chuhe's father thought for a while: "If what he brought out at the end surprised me, then how about I cook a meal myself this week?"

Cheng Meng: "Okay, it's a deal."

He looked at his wife a little angry, and smiled.

He has not cooked for a long time since he was busy with work.

He didn't believe it either, it was already at this time.

This man named Lin Mo, what else can he come up with.

on TV.

Others have basically written all the songs.

Only in front of Lin Mo's camera, there is still not a single word.

blank.

It's all blank!

Penguin Music Headquarters.

meeting room.

Today, Sun Youlong specially gathered many people from the two departments.

The euphemistic name is called a program to learn "Good Songs of China" together.

In fact, everyone knew that his purpose was to use this opportunity to get Liang Xiaowen to leave.

on the projector directly in front of you.

The white paper in front of Lin Mo's camera is still blank.

Sun Youlong had already smiled: "It seems that this Lin Mo seems to have given up completely."

"A person like him is just a little clever. With some songs he created by accident, he thinks he can gain a foothold in this circle?"

"It's too arrogant!"

After Sun Youlong finished speaking, he looked at Liang Xiaowen over there with a half-smile: "Director Liang, don't you plan to say something?"

"This is Lin Mo you support."

"Unfortunately, now it seems that he is going to live up to your expectations."

Sun Youlong sneered.

The others watched this scene and didn't know what to say.

Liang Xiaowen, who was sitting there, was silent.

in the conference room.

Soon someone spoke first.

"It seems that Director Sun's eyes are more vicious."

"Yes, that's right. When Lin Mo released a few good songs before, many people thought he was a talent, but now it seems that he is not a talent at all."

"At best, he just had better luck. Unexpectedly, Director Sun has already seen through this!"

"Director Sun is too powerful."

Listen to the flattery one by one.

Sun Youlong was in a very good mood.

He glanced at Liang Xiaowen, seeing that Liang Xiaowen had no intention of speaking, he was not in a hurry.

Anyway.

This bet has already been placed on the intranet.

He was not worried that Liang Xiaowen would not fulfill the agreement.

When Lin Mo is completely finished, he can also let Liang Xiaowen leave the company immediately.

at last.

The host glanced at the time: "It's time!"

"Students, please put down the pens in your hands and come to our stage."

"Next, let our students take the stage one by one to sing the songs they just created!"

"My fellow viewers online, everyone has a voting button on their screens."

"If you like the songs they wrote next, please vote for them!"

The host's voice fell.

soon.

Someone took the lead on stage and began to sing.

The man sang an English love song.

Rhythm, melody, etc., are pretty good.

Wait until he finishes singing.

Soon, the scoring will begin.

"This man sings well."

"It sounds surprisingly good."

"I didn't expect that English songs can also be created temporarily!"

"Shock!"

"Although he sings very well, I still think that the program "Songs of China" should sing Chinese songs."

"Don't talk nonsense upstairs, they can write English songs in a short period of time, which means that this matter is not too difficult! What about the Lin Mo you support? Why hasn't he written a song yet!"

"Other people's songs can only set off how incompetent Lin Mo is!"

Inside the webcast room.

Many people began to attack Lin Mo with this.

But this time.

There are fewer and fewer people who help Lin Mo speak.

Even those who supported Lin Mo at the beginning, at this time, inevitably hesitated in their hearts.

after all.

Lin Mo really didn't write anything!
"Okay, now that the voting is over, let's take a look at the results achieved by the first singer."

"The total number of votes he has received is 230 votes!"

"This is really a good result!"

"Next, let's invite the second singer to appear!"

Go down with the first singer.

The second singer to take the stage quickly walked onto the stage.

And then the third.

the fourth.

Many of these people are singers who graduated from the Conservatory of Music.

The standard of their English songs is also good.

Wang Chengcheng was the seventh to play.

She sang an exceptionally sweet English song.

The singing ends.

Wang Chengcheng got a good result of more than 300 million votes.

This result can be ranked in the top two here.

Wang Chengcheng was very excited, but she suddenly saw Lin Mo who was still standing on the side of the stage, and she couldn't help but feel a little more worried in her eyes.

Others already know the news before going on stage, so they can have more time to create, look up related songs, and find inspiration from different songs.

Only Lin Mo knew the news when he really came to power.

and so.

Only he is the real live creation.

As for Lin Mo, his expression was very calm. He stood in the shadows at the edge of the stage. He was neither sad nor happy, and he could not see any emotional fluctuations.

This……

Did you give up?

Wang Chengcheng sighed inwardly.

(End of this chapter)