"Teacher Lu, sit down."

"Teacher Lu."

Yuri and others greeted happily.

Shang Jing and Zhao Lei, who were sitting not far away, both saw Lu Xun, followed the others, and stood up to say hello.

After saying hello, everyone returned to their seats and continued eating.

Zhao Lei glanced at the direction where Lu Xun was, lowered his voice, and said solemnly: "Shang Jing, if we want to win, I think our subsequent songs must use Lu Xun's."

Today, Yun Tingche's song was written by a witch boy. They all knew that Yun Tingche lost on the song, not on his personal ability.

Yun Tingche, like them, is at the Heavenly King level.

Today, his opponent was Feng Lingzi, the queen of the Northern Territory. The two were equally powerful, but they lost miserably today.

There was a total difference of 90 million votes between the two outsiders. After the professional judges all gave 10 million votes to Feng Lingzi, there was a direct difference of 100 million votes between the two.

This vote count is so disappointing.

Think about it for a moment, if you were in that position, you would probably die of vomiting and want to find a place to drill.

Shang Ding nodded, "Indeed."

"Let's go see President Chang today and make a decision in advance." Zhao Lei wanted to do it immediately whenever he thought of something, and he was very impatient.

"There's no rush. It won't be too late to look for him after the game is over tomorrow."

The remaining four players in the Southern Region who have not competed are Shang Jing, Zhao Lei, Fu Qingyang, and Lin Zhan.

The songs of Fu Qingyang and Xu Chengan were both written by Lu Xun. Instead, they were two songs, one written by the witch boy and the other by the imperial court.

When Zhao Lei thought that his song was written by a witch boy, his heart pounded.

"I have to pray now and pray that I won't meet too powerful a character tomorrow."

Strength is important, but luck is more important.

A capable person cannot succeed without luck.

"By the way, Shang Jing, do you want to show Lu Xun your song?" Zhao Lei suddenly thought of Qi Lian's song.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Lei lowered his voice and said, "When I saw Qi Lian singing yesterday, Lu Xun frowned, as if there was something wrong with that song."

"When I went to the bathroom, I happened to listen to the grandsons from Zhongzhou talking about this matter. They said that the lyrics of the Huangting song were slightly flawed."

"Everyone was so happy yesterday, I forgot to remind you."

Zhao Lei's song was written by the witch boy, while Shang Jing's song was written by the imperial court.

Shang Jing pondered for a moment, "Thank you."

"Why are we so polite? Now let's pray that we won't encounter a strong enemy tomorrow."

It would be a disaster if, like Yun Tingche, he encountered a suspected seed player from the Northern Territory.

Qi Lian, who was sitting not far from Shang Jing and Zhao Lei, heard the conversation between the two clearly. In fact, after yesterday's competition, she also understood this truth, but she didn't know that there was something wrong with her song.

If she didn't perform well, if two of the judges voted for the other party, then she would be like Yun Tingche and stop in the first round.

Qi Lian couldn't help but look in the direction of Lu Xun, her eyes gradually became firmer, and she had a decision in her heart.

She stood up, picked up the plate, and walked to the dining table where Lu Xun was sitting.

"Teacher Lu, can I sit here?" Qi Lian asked with a smile.

"Can."

Qi Lian sat down happily.

She took a few bites and looked at Lu Xun from time to time.

Lu Xun saw that she had something to say, but he did not speak, but waited for her to speak first.

Seeing that he had almost eaten, Qi Lian felt a little shy and said timidly: "Teacher Lu, um...can I trouble you with something?"

Everyone at the table raised their heads and looked at Qi Lian, looking at her suspiciously.

Qi Lian took a deep breath, plucked up the courage and said, "I want to sing the songs you wrote for the next race, is that okay?"

Everyone at the table looked at her in surprise. The witch boy, Shao Yu, and Fang Tong were sitting at the next table. When they heard this, their eyes fell on her.

When Zhao Lei and Shang Jing, who were not far away, heard this, they were first surprised and then relieved.

If they have such thoughts, others will naturally do the same.

Zhao Lei winked at Shang Jing.

The two stood up at the same time and walked towards them. Just as Lu Xun was about to respond, Zhao Lei and Shang Jing walked up to them.

Zhao Lei was too impatient to wait any longer and said impatiently: "Teacher Lu, can you take me and Shang Jing with you on the rest of the journey?"

As soon as these words came out, the restaurant became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The gazes of Wu Tong, Shao Yu, Fang Ting and other composers fell on these people. Even the imperial court, who was sitting in the corner having a meal, looked at them with sarcasm in his eyes.

Their move can be said to have offended nine composers including Wu Tong, Huang Ting, and Shao Yu.

Just imagine, all the singers want to sing Lu Xun's songs, but they don't want to sing the songs they wrote. If you were a songwriter, how would you feel?

Even if you understand that their choice is natural, understanding is one thing and feeling is another.

Shang Jing, Zhao Lei, and Qi Lian are all waiting for Lu Xun's answer. Wu Tong, Shao Yu, and Fang Tong, the composers, are also waiting for Lu Xun's answer.

If Lu Xun agreed, he would definitely offend the other nine composers.

At this moment, Chang Jintian walked into the restaurant, looked at them, and asked with a smile: "Why are you all standing here?"

When Lu Xun saw Lao Chang coming, things would be easier to handle. "About that issue, you have to ask President Chang. If he agrees, I will naturally have no problem."

"What's going on?" Chang Jintian looked at the people in confusion.

Zhao Lei said: "President Chang, I, Shang Jing, and Qi Lian want to hand over all the songs we will write to Teacher Lu. Do you think it's okay?"

Chang Jintian was stunned and soon understood.

He looked at Lu Xun, "Are you too busy to come over?"

"You can give it a try." Lu Xun said humbly.

Since there is no problem with the land patrol, and the three of them have this intention, what reason does Chang Jintian have to stop it.

"Okay, then I'll leave all the songs for the three of them to you."

Zhao Lei and Qi Lian had smiles on their faces, but as soon as they smiled, they heard a sarcastic voice.
Chapter completed!