Chapter 17
500 Is the melon I'm eating about me?

“Not singing at the concert?”

“Damn, have Chinese music singers gotten this arrogant?”

“Wu Yue Tian lip-syncing was already disgusting enough, but there’s someone even more disgusting than him.”

As the video comments appeared.

The minds of the melon-eating masses directly exploded. Instantly, there was a chorus of curses across various realms.

The media across different realms even reported on it extensively.

UC: 【Shocking! Chinese Singers Don't Sing at Concerts! Is This a Lack of Professional Ethics or Are Fans Too Forgiving?】

Sohu: 【Wu Yue Tian Lip-Synced, and Now Someone Doesn't Even Sing at All, Entertainment Industry Doomed?】

Netease Music: “Breaking News, Chinese Music Singer Doesn’t Sing at All.”

People’s Daily, Entertainment New World…

Inside the Chinese music scene.

Xue Zhi Qian, Lin Jun Jie, Zhang Jie, Wang Su Lun…

All the singers were furious about the person who didn’t sing at the concert.

Wu Yue Tian had already caused a lip-syncing storm to sweep across the entire music scene.

Now if some singers further tarnished concerts.

They could almost foresee that in the next 10 years, the words "concert" would become a nightmare for singers in the Chinese music scene!

Xue Zhi Qian: “Disgusting, you have the audacity not to sing.

Do you know how much it costs to hold a concert?”

Wei Cheng: “A professional singer and doesn’t sing? Is the music scene getting this fancy now?”

Lin Jun Jie: “Note it down, stay far away from this kind of singer in the future.”

It wasn't just the younger generation of singers who were indignant.

For the older generation of singers.

At this moment, the content exposed by Sky Curtain filled the hardworking, dedicated singers with anger.

Soon, Zhou Hua Jian directly began cursing on his personal account.

“Lip-syncing was already ridiculous enough.”

“There’s someone who doesn't even sing.”

“If the tolerance of the Chinese music scene has reached this point.”

“Then I can only say, I'm lucky to be born in an era with faith in music.”

Zhang Xue You: “I’ve lived for so many years, and this is the first time I’ve heard of someone not singing at a concert.

Of course, this is also the first time I’ve heard of a band that just writes a few songs and starts treating fans poorly.

Back then when we played rock, we wished we could extend our time on stage indefinitely.

Because only on stage could we truly immerse ourselves in the world of rock.”

The God of Music had spoken.

Other veteran singers also came out one after another.

This wasn't about taking sides.

But the current smoky, murky music industry was just so frustrating.

Forget about them, these powerful vocalists, how they fought their way to the top song by song.

Even Xie Ting Feng, someone with a background.

In the music industry of that time, he was also booed.

Because fans back then wouldn't tolerate lip-syncing.

But now, look.

Lip-syncing.

And now, not singing at all.

Then in the future, wouldn’t it be capital controlling the entertainment industry?

As more veteran singers came out.

Five Hundred also wrote a little essay, effortlessly and freely, a hundred or so words.

“I don’t know when it started, but music seems to have died.”

“Back then, all of us, whether writing lyrics or composing music.”

“We all hoped to convey an emotion to the world through music.”

“But now, that atmosphere has been gone for a long time.”

“I’ve been accustomed to the fashion circle, and looking back, the music scene remains the same terrible mess.”

Some rejoice while others grieve.

Noah’s Ark Concert Rehearsal Venue.

Wu Yue Tian’s entire team, including the manager, all had a look of joy on their faces.

For others in the Chinese music scene.

The content on Sky Curtain was a bombshell.

But for them.

It was the best thing possible if there was a singer who wouldn’t sing at this time.

Their lip-syncing scandal hadn’t even blown over yet.

Sky Curtain had already begun comparing them to others.

As the negative example, they had experienced the worst setback of their career.

Now, there was someone even worse than them.

This feeling was like the second-to-last person seeing the last place.

If possible, Ah Xing even wanted to invite this non-singing singer to his own concert.

“It seems we’re not the worst after all.”

“There’s someone who doesn’t even want to sing.”

Ah Xing was ecstatic.

“When the person’s identity is revealed, maybe we can invite him as a guest at our concert.”

Just when Ah Xing was feeling smug.

The video on Sky Curtain played the next part.

【Before, Five Hundred would at least play a guitar intro】

【Now, he points with his hand and just starts wandering around, he doesn’t even hold the microphone】

【Audience sings along: Hear you say, the sun rises and falls, the weather is unpredictable, the road is full of footsteps】

The video paused abruptly here.

The comments were opened.

Beneath were a large number of comments.

——Five Hundred: What? You guys have to sing at your concerts?

——Last time I went to Five Hundred’s concert, I went to the restroom, and I met him in the restroom. He asked me how the concert was (dog head JPG)

——Spent 1500 to attend Five Hundred’s concert, I sang 1000, Five Hundred didn’t sing a single note.

——Five Hundred: What? I lip-synced? I wanted to sing, but they wouldn’t let me. How could I possibly lip-sync?

——Five Hundred: I think concerts aren’t tiring at all. Why lip-sync?

On Sky Curtain.

The comments continued to fly upward.

But beneath Sky Curtain, the Chinese singers felt as if thunder was rolling.

Lin Jun Jie: “I just cursed at Teacher Five Hundred?”

Xue Zhi Qian clasped his hands in front of Sky Curtain, “I’m sorry Teacher Five Hundred, I didn’t know it was you.”

Wei Cheng: “My bad, my bad. It’s a good thing I didn’t post on Weibo along with the big shots.”

The up-and-coming stars of the younger generation of Chinese entertainment either reflected on their actions with shame.

Or felt fortunate.

It’s a good thing that the world is so complicated.

They hadn’t directly expressed their dissatisfaction on a public platform like the old-timers.

Otherwise…

They would have been cursed to death!

And just when the younger generation of singers felt lucky.

Led by Zhou Hua Jian.

With Zhang Xue You as the foundation, the veteran singers couldn't hold it in anymore.

They had cursed for a long time, only to find out that it was one of their own?

Moreover, Five Hundred wasn't simply a singer.

He had hidden behind the scenes all these years, writing countless songs for others.

Now.

At this moment.

They.

Had cursed.

Five Hundred?!!!

Zhou Hua Jian, Zhang Xue You, and a host of veteran Chinese music singers had faces as long as a horse.

Silently, everyone deleted their posts about their previous criticism.

Only Five Hundred, looking at his image on Sky Curtain, was as confused as could be.

He had spent all day eating melons, only to end up as the melon himself?

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