Thirty-eight hours, in Zhao Jianwen's eyes, every minute and every second is extremely precious, and he just hates that time passes so fast. But in the eyes of the majority of netizens who are waiting to eat, the days are like years.

They can't wait until quarter past midnight.

When the bell of lunar calendar year 4023 rang, all the waiting music fans refreshed the music platform one after another. When the fans and melon-eaters saw the rows of dense and neat names, they just felt numb.

【Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me...】

【Oh my God! Lu Xunyyds!】

[Comrades, am I dazzled? Or am I doing it in the wrong place? This is not the rookie list, right?]

[Upstairs, you went to the wrong set, this is the rookie... uh, the hottest one! 】

[This is the first time I’ve seen someone treat the Billboard ranking as a rookie ranking.]

[The person above is wrong. The person who charted ten songs on the Rookie Chart together is this man. Now this crazy man has come to chart the charts.]

[Lu Xun plays thirteen songs at the same time, which means he is preparing for a one-on-one PK with thirteen people.]

When a group of people were discussing the thirteen songs, fans who paid attention to the music itself had already chosen to download and listen to these thirteen songs early.

Wu Ren almost laughed out loud when he saw the names and song titles in the row.

"This guy Lu Xun is really arrogant. He posted thirteen songs at once. Do you think this is a novice village?" Wu Ren was a little speechless, but more angry, angry that he didn't pay enough attention.

Jiao Xiao chuckled, "This kid is playing tricks."

"Teacher, how do you say this?"

"Your song beats his thirteen songs. Can he say that he composed thirteen songs at once, which led to lack of energy and affected his strength. This is his good excuse. This was his first scheming."

Jiao Xiao continued: "The second scheming is to win with quantity. If some of these thirteen songs can suppress some people, it will be his victory."

After listening to the teacher's analysis, Wu Ren felt that it made sense.

"This kid is so scheming."-

After Zhao Jianwen saw the densely packed thirteen songs, he was first shocked, and finally angry.

"Lu Xun must be sick! Why don't you think about a song carefully, defeat that bitch Wu Ren, and show off your creative ability here?"

Zhao Jianwen was worried that Wu Ren would feel uncomfortable if he suppressed Lu Xun and all of them.

He knew very well that he would lose this round.

Rather than losing alone, it is better for everyone to lose together, so that everyone loses face together.

Anyone who hates Lu Xun, cares about Lu Xun or cares about Lu Xun will not be absent at this time. The imperial court pays special attention to this competition.

Because it has something to do with him.

"Thirteen songs." The imperial court frowned.

He couldn't figure out what Lu Xun's purpose was.

Grandstanding?!

"Thirteen people correspond to thirteen songs. Humph, I'm starting to play tricks again." The imperial court looked down upon Lu Xun, who was doing something so unattractive.

Although I felt disdainful, I still downloaded all thirteen songs.

He clicked on the first song "Swords Like Dreams" sung by Jiang Chuan.

As the music played in front of him, the imperial court was startled, and his pupils gradually widened.

"Where does my sword go? Love and hate are hard to love.

My knife cuts through the sky, and I don’t understand right or wrong.

I'm drunk and in a haze. Gratitude and resentment are illusions and nothingness.

I woke up from a spring dream, life and death, everything became empty

…………

Come and go in a hurry, wish we could meet again

Love is also in a hurry, hate is also in a hurry, everything goes with the wind

Laugh wildly, sigh and live a happy life

In this sad life, who will live and die with me?

Who will live and die with me?"

The ancient Jianghu song has a strong Jianghu flavor as soon as it is opened, and it is joyful and unrestrained.

Even if this song is used in the Battle of the Gods in December, it will not be inferior.

The imperial court put away its contempt and clicked on the second song "Love Like Tide" sung by Liang Yu with a solemn expression.

"Don't ask why you shed tears

I don't care who else is in your heart

please let me give you comfort

No matter the ending is happy or sad

Traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers

In my heart you are always so beautiful

Since you love me, you won’t regret it

…………

my love is like a tide

Love pushes me towards you like a tide

follow closely

Love is like a tide that surrounds you and me

…

You don’t want other men to see your charm

You should know this would break my heart

Promise me you won't wander around late at night from now on

Don't try the taste of indulgence easily

Do you know this will break my heart?"

After the first song, the imperial court frowned more and more deeply. The quality of this song "Love is Like Tide" is not inferior to "Overdone" at all, and it still remains above the standard.

After listening to two songs in a row, the imperial court did not hear La Kua's song. Instead, the more he listened, the more depressed he became.

He squinted at the other songs, not believing that the other songs could maintain such a level.

Huang Ting squinted and clicked on the third song.

Song after song, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, to the point where a mosquito could be caught between his brows.

When the last song was played, Huang Ting fell back and leaned on the sofa, with disbelief and deep jealousy in his eyes.

"Impossible! How is it possible!"

"Three whole songs, how did he do it!"

Huang Ting murmured unconsciously, still unable to believe it, or rather unwilling to admit that Lu Xun was so good that it gave him the slightest hint of fear.

Huang Ting looked at the person he was competing with Lu Xun, then looked at the thirteen songs, his pupils tightened -

Wu Tong and Liang Guang also finished listening to Lu Xun's thirteen songs. They took a look at the target of his prank, and then looked at Lu Xun's thirteen songs.

The two looked at each other and saw the same shock in each other's eyes.

Liang Guang swallowed silently, "His inventory can't be such a coincidence!"

When he said this, Liang Guang felt a little guilty.

The wizard boy shook his head, "Impossible!"

"That can only be..." Liang Guang couldn't continue.

The wizard boy said with admiration: "He composed thirteen songs in just one month, and he composed one song based on the styles that thirteen composers were good at."

Liang Guang swallowed again, "He is in the field where the thirteen composers are good at, defeating them with their best music style, and completely defeating them."

"Lu Xun is pressing these thirteen composers to the ground and rubbing them." Liang Guang sighed, already giving Lu Xun a thumbs up in his heart.

Suddenly, he thought of something, and said with fear: "Fortunately, fortunately, he was not like this when he dealt with us. Otherwise, his death would be too ugly."

The wizard boy smiled bitterly, "No, he has already done so."

Liang Guang was stunned and quickly reacted.

"He, he, he...that graduation song, he had already expected that you would choose this direction, so he also composed a graduation song to defeat his opponents in the same field."

The wizard boy nodded, "Well, nine times out of ten, that's the case."
Chapter completed!