"Didn't you say the competition?" Xu Rendong asked in confusion, "How to distinguish the winning or losing in one sentence? Scissors and stone cloth will win two games in three games."

Hearing this, Xiang Yi smiled softly and his cheeks faintly: "How about the second question, how about the topic of 'missing'?"

Xu Rendong: "Okay."

Zhou Yan, who was standing beside him, widened his eyes: "Are you crazy? The song just now is enough to prove your strength, why do you still need to..."

Shi Sui patted his shoulder: "Do you believe him?"

"Of course I believe it, he is Xu Rendong!"

The young actor curled his lips: "Then believe in his choice and see what surprises he will bring to us."

This sentence of spiritual chicken soup was unexpectedly effective for Zhou Yan. He pursed his lips and his tight body gradually relaxed.

No one knows better than him, Xu Rendong's talent.

yes.

Just believe him.

How could the light of fireflies compete with the bright moon?!

…

Xu Rendong is like a ruthless composition machine, repeating the movements of closing his eyes and composing. The second song "Missing" still maintains a high level and a high degree of completion!

His live compositions don’t need to be modified at all, so he can just go to the recording studio to record demos!

The audience in the live broadcast room was a little dumbfounded.

Xu Xinyi, who received the news, was even more confused.

Why doesn’t Xu Rendong play according to the routine?

Please, this is a composition! Are you eating buns, one bite at a time?

Apart from surprise, what followed was panic.

If Xu Rendong was composing on the spot, what should he do?

In the past, my mother arranged for a time worker to steal Xu Rendong's manuscript, and he used it to publish it directly or asked someone to make some modifications.

However, this time, I couldn’t steal Xu Rendong’s manuscript. What did he compare to the duel between him and Xu Rendong?

Endless fear drowned him in an instant.

…

at the same time.

Xu Rendong took a short rest and spoke: "Question 3."

Xiang Yi pondered for a moment: "For the sake of fairness, why not change one person to ask questions?"

Xu Rendong looked embarrassed.

Some viewers captured his expression and began to conspiracy theories for a moment.

——【Is Xiangyi a child care? Cooperate with Xu Rendong's performance?】

——[These questions were not set a long time ago, right? What is the difference between this and cheating and cheating in exams!]

——【If this is the case, it is unfair to Xu Xinyi! Isn’t this obvious bullying? The mistress’s son is still so arrogant and he is so angry!】

…

"Sorry." Xiang Yi said apologetically, "I ignored it. You don't want to contact others."

Xu Rendong shook his head: "It's okay, I can...work hard."

However, for a social terrorist patient, except for the familiar Zhou Yan, Shi Sui, and Xiangyi, he even resisted looking at each other.

Li Jianyu flashed his spirit: "Or, draw questions in the live broadcast room, right? It won't be possible for everyone to say you're cheating, and just use your mobile phone to draw, so you don't have to communicate with others!"

Xu Rendong agreed.

I feel more fond of "One Room Two" in my heart.

In the past, the staff would advise him to participate in any activities that he had to participate in. Teacher Xu, you have to cheer up. Facing everything, how could you have social fear? It’s just that your ability to communicate with people has deteriorated after staying at home for a long time. Isn’t it enough to talk to people more?

But everyone in "One Room Two" will consider the problem from his perspective...

It's really, very warm.
Chapter completed!