Chapter 36
"Can we win this game?" Although we were fighting with Wang Yang just now, now, because of Miss Yunyan's wonderful performance, I couldn't help but ask Wang Yang, who was standing beside him, who was sarcastic.
"We are afraid we won't win this game." Wang Yang touched his chin, and his eyes rolled around several times, then smashed his mouth and said.
"You don't need to glar at me, I'm telling the truth." Seeing the four knives-like gazes of Wang Po and Liu Yiyi, Wang Yang could only spread his hands helplessly and said.
"Actually, we just need to see if that Mr. Anlu really stood behind the three companies to stand up for them, and we will know in a while. This is the key to whether we can win the three competitions today."
"How can you know if Mr. Anlu is standing for the other party?" Wang Po couldn't help asking. A lot of oily sweat had already appeared on the face full of flesh.
"It's very simple, mine, well, our poem, in terms of artistic conception and conception, is no less than Mr. Anlu's masterpiece. What's important is that today our Miss Yunyan is very successful and performs at a high level." Wang Yang's words made Wang Po and Liu Yiyi nodded deeply.
"So, if Mr. An Lu is really the backstage of those three families, then even if the many viewers present complained, it would not have any impact on Mr. An Lu, who has been famous for decades."
"But if Mr. An Lu was not the backstage of those three companies, he would likely decide that this competition would be tied for obvious fairness."
"Why, since he is unwilling to stand up for them, why don't we decide that we will win?" A girl next to him who had listened for a long time couldn't help but ask curiously.
Wang Yang glanced at the girl and smiled. "Wenwu is the first, do you understand?"
The girl was stunned for a long time and didn't react, but Liu Yiyi suddenly realized. "Yes, if Mr. An Lu was unwilling to stand up for the other party, this would be a very likely result."
Seeing the little girl next to her who had not yet recovered, Liu Yiyi explained patiently. "Mr. Anlu has been famous for decades, but this Wushan lay Buddhist has only made his debut in Bianliang after only a few new words."
"No matter how generous Mr. Anlu is, he will never let a newcomer who has just emerged, and so at most it will end with a draw."
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"I didn't expect that the other party actually got such a masterpiece." Manager Wu's face turned a little dark, and his heart ached. You know, he spent 2,000 guan for this poem, which made Mr. An Lu's junior sell the poem to him at the risk of offending Mr. An Lu.
But I never expected that the other party actually got a new lyric of the same level. In this way, the outcome of this game is really hard to say.
"No matter what, those many judges will definitely be judged to win for Mr. An Lu's sake." Old Lady Liu said with a gloomy smile.
"Well, that's true. Even if Mr. An Lu has many dissatisfactions in his heart, what can he do? If he can win this game, we will definitely win the next game."
"That's true. Thanks to Brother Chen's suggestion, otherwise, today's victory or defeat would be really unpredictable." Manager Wu turned his head and his eyes fell on the three tall, slender and beautiful women who were surrounded by three girls from the towers in the center.
These three were bought by Zhanggui Chen’s boss for a lot of money. The three masters of the sectarian guise invited from Jiasifang. It was not only expensive to invite such masters to appear, but also needed a way to do so. It was enough to show the methods and courage of the boss behind Zhanggui Chen.
At this moment, Miss Yunyan looked refreshed, and walked off the stage with a happy expression of victory and a cathartic expression that vented her inner depression.
After getting off the stage, he handed the pipa in his hand to the other girls and came to Wang Yang to bow. "Thank you, Mr., if it weren't for the advice and encouragement of Mr., I would be worse than that little girl. I just said nothing, so I would ask you to punish me."
Seeing this slim and charming Yihonglou Palace, asking for punishment by softly saying that Wang Yang really had the urge to pick up his glasses and white shirt and put them on and put them on a narrow student uniform for night tutoring.
However, the virtue of a gentleman made Wang Yang suppress this evil idea, took two steps forward, and helped Miss Yunyan up with a very gentlemanly manner. "Just Wang had no choice but to congratulate Miss Yunyan on her skills being further improved."
Miss Yunyan smiled sweetly and was humble. Even though she was already the courtesan of Yihong Building, for some reason, she was even happier than the praises of Wang Yang, a young man who was even several years younger than him.
"My good daughter, you are so amazing. If it weren't for you today, you would have to admit defeat in this game." Wang Po walked over and hugged Yunyan, and said with a happy look on his face.
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On the second floor, the judges were a little confused at this moment. Damn, what the hell is this? It would be fine if Mr. An Lu's new lyrics came on stage, but the song "Bu Suanzi" that was taken out there was definitely not a weak person.
And after the performance of that girl Yunyan, she still has a little bit of a slight look at Mr. An Lu's new song. Just look at Mr. An Lu, who is now wearing a dark face and keeps pulling his snow-white goatee.
"How is it? Brothers..." One of the judges simply asked for help from his companions around him. The buddy next to him was also confused.
"How can I do what to do? I don't know what to do. Alas, it would be fine if Mr. Anlu was not present, but we can still show justice. But now Mr. Anlu is on the spot. Do we still dare to hit Mr. Anlu in the face?"
Mr. Xu also had a numb scalp and wanted to discuss it with Zhang Xian several times, but after seeing Zhang Xian's expression, he was very tactful and closed his mouth, his eyes rolled, and he twisted his butt to find someone else to discuss the way.
On this side, Li Qingzhao poked Zhang Xian’s back with her finger and asked in a low voice. “Grandpa Zhang, how are you going to judge?”
"...Oh, I'm really a little confused. This Wushan lay Buddhist is indeed very good. This new poem is indeed quite good."
"Before Qingzhao, this new poem is in line with your poems, Grandpa Zhang, but the voice and pipa of that girl Yunyan are really good." Li Qingzhao said with her watery phoenix eyes blinking.
Hearing this, Zhang Xian couldn't help scratching his head with a headache. If other young people said this, Zhang Xian could really scold him, but the problem is that this young girl is not an ordinary person.
This young woman has long been famous in Wenman Tokyo Bianliang, and is a talented woman who has praised by the emperor today. Who dares not praise her talent without giving her thumbs up?
Chapter completed!