After listening to Ye Hong's words, everyone present remained silent, which seemed to be a silent support for Ye Hong.
Sensing the strange atmosphere at the scene, Duanmu Chengya and Cang Songlin were horrified.
They suddenly realized that they had underestimated Ye Hong's ability to mobilize emotions.
After he said this, the people present obviously had some other opinions.
This sense of distrust in the judges' seat is, at best, a trivial matter, but at worst, it may affect all future ancient music competitions.
If the news of unfair judging spreads, it will greatly affect the reputation of the ancient music competition in the ancient music world.
It was a big blow to the reputation of Duanmu Chengya and several judges.
Therefore, it can be clearly seen that the expressions of the two judges who scored normally changed, and they quietly distanced themselves from the other three, as if they were drawing a clear line.
The strange movements at the judges' table made the audience below even more excited.
Cangsong Lin knew that he could not go on like this, so he quickly put on a majestic expression, glared at Ye Hong condescendingly and said: "Junior, tell me what you are not convinced of, and I will convince you!"
Ye Hong was not afraid and asked word for word: "Why can't "Winter" win the championship?"
These words are upright and upright, giving people a sense of righteousness.
The hearts of everyone were shocked instantly, and they resonated.
One person couldn't help it and immediately followed Ye Hong and shouted: "Excuse me, why can't "Winter" win the championship?"
If there is one, there are two, and people one after another shouted this sentence: "Why can't "Winter" win the championship?"
"Why?!"
A chorus of roars swept through the sky and resounded throughout the world.
This sudden burst of momentum made Cang Songlin on the stage unsteady and almost fell back.
He hurriedly stabilized his body, his face twitched slightly, and he said solemnly: "It's very simple, because "Winter" lacks ancient charm, it is difficult to be rated as the winning song."
After listening to Cang Songlin's explanation, Ye Hong immediately sneered and said, "Ancient rhyme? Are you worthy of talking about ancient rhyme?"
He pointed at the confused Yao Ling behind him and said loudly: "Miss Yao Yao comes from an ancient tribe, and her fingering techniques are all in line with ancient rhythms. Do you dare to say that the music she plays does not have ancient rhymes?"
Cang Songlin's mouth went dry for a while, and she said with an inward look: "Even if she is from an ancient tribe, it doesn't mean that the tune itself is an ancient tune, right?"
Cangsong Rin smiled coldly: "If I remember correctly, you composed this song yourself
Could it be that you want to say that you have traveled through time in ancient times
Ridiculous! "
Ye Hong responded with a smile: "Who said modern people can't compose ancient music
I read ancient books, learn ancient music, and know ancient rituals
As long as the state of mind remains ancient, what can't be accomplished
But I think a superficial person like you cannot understand my realm.
Of course, I don’t understand the ancient meaning in “Winter” either. "
Ye Hong's undisguised contempt made the arrogant Cang Songlin feel angry.
He stood up and shouted angrily: "How dare you say that I don't understand ancient music? You were a little kid who wasn't even born when I dominated the ancient music world!"
“Although there are successive generations of people who have learned the Tao, there are also specialties in the arts.
No matter how long you live, Gu Le's strength is far inferior to mine!
So you are not qualified to evaluate this game! "
Ye Hong raised his head and looked directly at Cang Songlin, his eyes sparkling and his tone uncompromising.
Everyone present was shocked.
They discovered that Ye Hong was not just crazy, but crazy to the end of the universe, to the extreme!
I would like to ask who here dares to despise the Orisui Goddess Somatsu Rin like this
Only Ye Hong dares to do this!
(End of chapter)