Entertainment: My band is all lead singer

The peak list in June was not calm, but more intense than the previous two months.

All the major singers showed their trump cards, and they had only one goal - that is the first place in the peak list.

First, there was the new song of Gaul's first goddess Elena. Her unique voice and charm immediately became the focus of many fans and music critics.

Then the Japanese national goddess Saito Nanako was not to be outdone. Her new song quickly occupied a place on the list with its fresh and refined style and affectionate interpretation.

In addition, many trainee groups in South Korea also released their latest works at the same time.

The top five were almost taken by them, with only one Chinese song.

Originally, everyone thought that these singers would concentrate on releasing songs in the first month, but as far as the current situation is concerned, the competition will only become more and more fierce every month.

The ranking of the peak list changes so quickly that it is dizzying.

Sometimes, you may see a singer's song suddenly jump to the top of the list, but not long after, it will be replaced by another song.

The volatility of the charts is so great that it is difficult to predict which songs will remain at the top of the charts before the end of the month.

In such a competitive environment, every singer is constantly working hard, hoping to achieve better results.

And as listeners, everyone is also enjoying this musical feast.

The biggest beneficiaries of music change are the listeners, who can hear one good song after another, and they are international superstars from various countries.

"Just wait, wait for Jinghua Shuiyue to release a song to kill you all."

"What Jinghua Shuiyue, I haven't heard of it, where did the little Karami come from."

"Is it as good as our Time Boys?"

"Time Boys? They are just a group of jumping clowns, not to be feared."

"So, where is the Jinghua Shuiyue you mentioned now? Why can't I see their songs?"

"That's right, where are they? They are not afraid to hide."

"I think Jiang Lang has run out of ideas, hahaha!"

"..."

Faced with the ridicule of foreign netizens, Jinghua Shuiyue's fans are also helpless.

They have no choice. This Jinghua Shuiyue has not released any songs. They have no confidence to speak.

But Jiang Yuebai is still attending some party. Isn't it anxious?

All they can do is comment on Weibo and Yinshi, hoping that they can release songs quickly.

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Tengwang Pavilion.

As the last venue of this event, Tengwang Pavilion was closed for one day for this event.

Poetry is to write poems and lyrics by yourself, and it is also the best place to show yourself.

In this link, even the younger generation has the opportunity to stand out, but most people will not overestimate their abilities.

Whoever is present is not a powerful person, they will be clowns.

At nine o'clock in the morning, "Poetry" officially began.

Everyone sat in Tengwang Pavilion, just like the ancient gatherings, one person at a table, and everyone sat cross-legged on the ground.

As for the younger generation, they could only stand. The only one sitting was Jiang Yuebai.

And his position was in the front row, which was a very conspicuous place.

The number of people in the live broadcast room is several times more than usual. Usually there may be only 10,000 or 20,000 people, but now there are more than 100,000.

You can see how lively it is from the scrolling barrage.

"Yuebai is very impressive, sitting in the front row."

"He has the ability."

"I came here for Yuebai. Is there something good to watch today?"

"This scene should be the entire literary world of China."

"They are all big guys. Your Chinese textbooks are full of their articles."

"Yuebai looks so leisurely, completely different from those older people, hahaha..."

"He doesn't look like he's here to attend a party, but to attend a banquet."

"..."

In this quaint hall, several of the most prestigious literary masters sat in the center, with calm smiles on their faces.

On both sides were other people, and the remaining young people stood at the back.

In the open space in the middle was a very long table with pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

As the poetry composing officially began, people began to come forward to write poems and lyrics.

Either they pondered for a moment, or they had a plan in mind, and then they wrote with a brush.

These people have a very deep literary foundation, and the poems they wrote are naturally not bad.

Not only are the rhythms harmonious and the artistic conception profound, but they are also full of personal style and characteristics.

During the period, the literary master Kong Bingwen also came forward to show everyone, and the poems he wrote made everyone amazed.

"Poetry composing" is not just about writing poems, lyrics, songs, modern poems, and articles.

However, JiangYuebai had been sitting there calmly, without any intention to go forward.

This made the fans in the live broadcast room very anxious.

And the younger generation laughed at him when they saw it, thinking that he didn't go up because he had nothing to write.

Even more anxious than them were Long Zhan and others.

They were far away in Hong Kong and had a rare day off today, just to watch this live broadcast and Jiang Yuebai.

More than 20 people sat together, looking at Jiang Yuebai on the screen, anxious.

These comments really said everything, which made them angry.

Especially when they saw the eyes of the younger generation looking at Jiang Yuebai in the camera, and whispering, they were furious.

In order to watch this live broadcast, everyone made a lot of preparations.

Snacks, wine, and various snacks.

It was not easy to take a break to watch a live broadcast, but seeing such a scene, they were full of anger.

Looking back at Jiang Yuebai, he still looked calm and indifferent.

He took a sip of tea from time to time, and was not affected at all.

"Xiaobai, go ahead and show them what you can do." Long Zhan almost called Jiang Yuebai.

"That's right. If I don't show them what I can do, they won't be able to tell the difference between the big and small kings."

"How come anyone dares to point fingers at Yuebai now?"

"It's so frustrating."

"These people are so ridiculous. They can even say things like Yuebai is scared."

Time passed quickly, and the morning was over in the blink of an eye.

The entire "poetry" lasted a day until nine o'clock in the evening.

It will continue after lunch and dinner, which is considered a halftime break.

Jiang Yuebai followed everyone to a nearby restaurant, had a simple lunch, and rested for a while.

During this period, Jiang Yuebai also received a call from Long Zhan.

"You also watched the live broadcast? Are you so free?"

"Why should I go up there? I just came here to see the world."

"Okay, okay, I won't say anymore. I'll go back with them first."

Jiang Yuebai hung up the phone and felt a little funny.

This kid, A Zhan, actually called to ask if he would go up in the morning.

It would be better for him to be low-key in such occasions. With so many big guys present, it would be his turn to perform.

He just came here to watch.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, everyone returned to Tengwang Pavilion to start the afternoon poetry writing.