All-rounder Artist - Chapter 128: Farewell_3

Shi Cheng didn’t say anything.

He hoped that Zhang Wenwu and the others would leave quickly, because no matter what song they choose next, it will be useless and humiliating in front of Zou Yu’s piece.

“Give it a listen.”

Zhang Wenwu laughed, “Brother Shi, you can’t be this stingy, right? Who are we to each other anyway, right?”

“Of course…”

Shi Cheng quickly shot a glance at him and gnashed his teeth, “What are you waiting for, bring the song over.”

The assistant responded and quickly sent over a song, quietly explaining, “This is a piece by Lin Yuan from the fifth class in the Composition Department.” “Lin Yuan?”

Shi Cheng sighed inwardly.

He knew all the students in the Composition Department who had decent skills, but this was the first time he heard Lin Yuan’s name.

The teachers must have seen something extraordinary in this Lin Yuan.

Under normal circumstances, this would be a cause of celebration.

But today, Shi Cheng just couldn’t bring himself to feel happy.

How could a student with limited talent, no matter how extraordinary his performance, possibly compare with Zou Yu’s piece?

Zhang Wenwu raised an eyebrow, “You seem to lack confidence in your own students.”

Shi Cheng glanced at him, “I have complete confidence in all of Qin Art’s students; each of them is a treasure of our institution!”

This was absolutely heartfelt.

He would never blame his students for not being able to write a better song than Zou Yu’s. Who knows what the future holds? Being behind at the moment doesn’t mean one will be behind for a lifetime!

“That’s good.”

Zhang Wenwu did not continue to provoke Shi Cheng, because if he kept doing so, Shi Cheng might lose his temper, and that would be too much.

“Listen to the song, listen to the song.”

The professors at Qin Art tried to keep the peace.

Zhang Wenwu nodded and put on his headphones to listen to this song. His expression was relaxed and carefree, for he didn’t believe anyone’s work could surpass Zou Yu’s.

Shi Cheng and the professors from Qin Art also put on their headphones and listened to the song, though their expressions were somewhat grave.

Within their headphones.

The singing began.

The natural melody connected to the clean drum beats, setting off the prelude from repressed to increasingly passionate, making every single lyric distinctly audible.

“This song… ”

As the melodic sense increased, the professors around Shi Cheng gradually widened their eyes, and all shared a glance, each seeing the shock in each other’s eyes.

Meanwhile.

The smile on Zhang Wenwu’s face gradually faded.

The song in the headset continued, the harmonious melody fused together unexpectedly making people unable to resist the urge to follow the beat.

He irksomely shifted in his seat.

The sofa at Qin Art, as he sat in it, felt a bit hard?

In the headphones, the melody had already transitioned into the chorus’s rhythm. The enunciation of the lyrics was still clear, with each word echoing like a bomb, exploding large holes in Zhang Wenwu’s heart.

Brilliant build-up, perfect transition!

Shi Cheng’s mouth fell open, his eyes full of amazement while countless words of praise flashed through his mind, almost making him want to applaud and exclaim in admiration!

Meanwhile, the professors around him all had even more expressive reactions!

Especially the professors from East Art, some even stood up involuntarily while listening to the song, their legs moving unnaturally.

The entire song is only four minutes long.

Main tune, chorus, repeat, a very common format.

Yet, facing this very common format, Zhang Wenwu felt for the first time that four minutes could be so long that he increasingly found the sofa underneath his butt somewhat hard.

Why doesn’t Qin Art have softer couches?!

Not only Zhang Wenwu, but also the professors from East Art felt uneasy while listening to the song to the point that some of them couldn’t help but stand up

Realizing that it was inappropriate and quickly sitting back down.

Four minutes later.

Everyone finished listening to the song.

The room sank into an eerie silence, almost quiet enough to hear a pin drop, no one knowing whether they were savoring the song they just listened to or thinking about something else, in any case, no one was speaking.

Zhang Wenwu wanted to talk.

But he opened his mouth only to feel like his throat was being choked, so he couldn’t say anything.

This feeling was incredibly unpleasant.

Normally, this was when Shi Cheng should say something, considering how much he’d been annoyed by East Art.

But Shi Cheng was also somewhat taken aback, his mind completely filled with Initial Dream. It took him a good ten seconds to suddenly pinch his thigh. The sudden pang of pain brought him back to reality.

What the hell!

What song is this?!

Even better than Zou Yu’s!

Lin Yuan is from our school?!

Why haven’t I heard about him in the past?!

At this moment, Shi Cheng’s mind was in a whirlwind!

He suppressed the craziness in his heart and tried hard to maintain his calm, but his voice trembled slightly, “I think this song sounds okay?”

“What do you think, Professor Zhang?”

“How does it compare to Zou Yu’s?”

“I feel it’s a little weaker than Zou Yu’s.”

“Indeed, Zou Yu’s song is indeed not simple.”

“East Art, relying on Zou Yu alone, silenced all of us at Qin Art. Professor Zhang, having such an outstanding student is really something to be happy and grateful for.”

Earlier, Zhang Wenwu made a bunch of sarcastic comments. Now, the professors at Qin Art decided to follow his example. One after another, they began to speak up, sounding their counter-attack.

Compare with Zou Yu?

Sorry, it’s not that we’re looking down on Zou Yu, but Lin Yuan’s song is indeed stronger than Zou Yu’s!

“Not bad… Not bad…”

Zhang Wenwu seemed somewhat lost for the moment.

The professors from East Art around him either looked up at the ceiling or down at the floor, as if they’d discovered something interesting, occasionally accompanied by one or two throat-clearing coughs.

The atmosphere was extremely awkward.

Zhang Wenwu simply couldn’t take it anymore. He forced a laugh and stood up, “Brother, I just remembered, it seems like I have some business to attend to.”

“Is that so.”

Shi Cheng also stood up, stood tall and straight. Despite being shorter, he seemed to radiate the imposing presence of a small mountain. “Professor Zhang, aren’t you going to give a Couple of further comments?”

“I’m sorry to have disturbed you, I’ll be leaving now!”

Zhang Wenwu quickly ushered the team of professors from East Art out.

However, as they left, Shi Cheng and the others saw him quietly raise a thumb from his back—

He finally admitted that East Art had lost.