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Chapter 128 Weibo Scolding War

Chen Feng said sternly: "You'd better change your title. The word brother is easy to confuse people."

"Oh? Where to turn?"

"Ahem," Zhou Tianwang coughed dryly and interrupted the two of them, "You two, please pay attention to the occasion..."

. . .

After everyone finished singing, some changes took place in the ranking of the fifth issue of I Am the King of Singer. Chen Feng reached the top again, followed by Luo Ziyi, third by Bai Yaru, fourth by Zhou Tianwang, fifth by Tong Mengying, and sixth by Sun Tongtong. , and the seventh is Li Chengfeng.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that what turned out to be a simple ranking competition would cause an uproar on the Internet.

"Isn't it right? King Zhou Tian is only the fourth?"

"Yes, even if Chen Feng is first, why should Bai Yaru be ranked first?"

"It's shady, huh?"

"And Tong Mengying's ranking is only fifth?"

"Who is that Bai Yaru? I've never heard of it."

"It's a rubbish show. The top three are all artists from Xinghai."

"Did Chen Feng give you money?"

Of course, some people questioned it, and some people also stood up to speak for Bai Yaru.

"Those who say there is a shady story, have you watched this show?"

"That's right, isn't that song "The Wind Rises" well-deserved?"

"If you don't accept it, just hold it in. Not to mention today's song, just the previous song "Invisible Wings" is enough to prove Xiaobai's strength."

"Who else in the new generation of female singers can compare with her?"

"Chen Feng's songs are so good. If you are not convinced, write one."

"..."

As the discussion became more and more intense, it also attracted more netizens to participate in this topic. This also caused the fifth episode of I Am the King of Singer to be directly ranked as the number one hot search topic by public opinion.

However, just when neither party could convince the other, a person who surprised all netizens suddenly stood up and instantly changed the direction of the matter.

“Seeing that everyone was discussing so much, I also took the time to listen to the two songs Xiaochou and The Wind Rises. Let’s not mention the latter for now. Just talk about the song Xiaochou. I don’t think a young man in his early twenties would , it’s obviously not logical to be able to write such lyrics in a state of mind.”

Yes, the person who posted this Weibo post is Lin Xun, another king of the Chinese music scene.

Originally, netizens were just questioning the fairness of my title as the King of Singers, but his Weibo post was obviously aimed at Chen Feng, and could even be said to hint to netizens that Chen Feng was probably not the original creator of Xiaochou, and the result was the focus of public opinion. He ran to Chen Feng again.

As for why he did this, the reason is very simple, that is, jealousy, yes, jealousy. Recently, there are rumors on the Internet that Chen Feng's creative ability is unmatched, but he, Lin Xun, is not convinced.

With his Weibo post, some neutral fans instantly switched sides and joined the crusade against Chen Feng.

"Is this person sick?" Zhao Qinghan was also paying attention to this matter at this time, especially Lin Xun's speech made her angry, "Why does he question you?"

In comparison, the person involved, Chen Feng, seemed very calm, "Don't be angry, there is nothing to be angry about."

"How can you not be angry? Does he understand you? You're just so stupid, have you offended him?"

"I'm sorry to offend you. I don't know this guy at all. I just heard Brother Jie mention his name today, and then he dissed me at night. It's really like sitting at home, and the pot comes from the sky."

Hearing what Chen Feng said, Zhao Qinghan became even more angry. He picked up his phone and said, "You don't even know him, so why should he talk about you? No, this kind of person must be given some color."

Chen Feng quickly asked: "What are you going to do? I don't need to pay attention to this kind of person."

"I want to scold him a few times." Zhao Qinghan looked down at his phone and replied in the comment area of ​​Lin Xun's Weibo, "Age doesn't mean everything. Some people appear to be older, but they can slander others at will just because they have high qualifications? Do you know Chen Feng?"

The addition of Zhao Qinghan allowed the originally disadvantaged side to instantly turn the tide of the battle, and many expressed their support under her comments.

"666, Goddess Zhao protects her husband online."

"I think you are right. There are still people who question Chen Feng's creative ability?"

"That's right, what's wrong with the King of Heaven? The King of Heaven can't open his eyes and tell lies."

"Lin Xun is relying on his old age and selling himself off. He is probably jealous of Chen Feng, right?"

"Indeed, after all, they are the same type of singers."

"Are you afraid that Chen Feng will threaten your position?"

. . . . . .

Looking at the netizen's reply, Lin Xun's face turned extremely ugly. He was indeed jealous. Why should a young man in his twenties compare himself with him? Is it even possible to become the youngest king? He was not convinced, so he sneered and replied: "As far as I know, Miss Zhao, you are from the film and television industry, right? The film and television industry is different from our music industry."

Although it was not stated clearly, the meaning was self-evident. It was obviously mocking Zhao Qinghan, implying that people from the film and television industry should not come to the music industry to tell her what to do.

As a superstar, Lin Xun's fan base is naturally quite scary, so not long after he replied, his fans went to Zhao Qinghan's Weibo to ridicule him.

"You're an actor, what do you know about the music industry?"

"It's enough to just stay in the film and television industry. Do you dare to come to the music industry to give guidance?"

"If you can fall in love with someone like Chen Feng, I guess you won't be much better."

"Just perform well and don't join in the fun if you have nothing to do."

"..."

"Huh? Damn it." Chen Feng didn't intend to pay attention to the other party at first, but when he saw the other party's fans started to attack Zhao Qinghan, he couldn't hold back his temper.

"Who didn't zip up his pants and exposed you (@林兴)? Are you worthy enough to question my level?" Chen Feng's reply was simple and clear, and he would also be selected as the Grammy winner. Jia Xinren’s screenshot was sent out, and it was so flattering.

"6666, when it comes to trolling people, it depends on Chen Feng."

"Has everyone almost forgotten his identity as a troll?"

"Haha, I still remember when this guy first debuted, one person could equal the output of a company."

“I am much more qualified now than I was then, and I don’t even use curse words when I curse.”

"Chen Feng said that I was selected for the Grammy half a year after my debut. Who is Lin Xun?"

"Don't touch me, I'm so unfamiliar."

. . . . . .

Chen Feng's actions instantly attracted the attention and support of many netizens, and at the same time shifted the opponent's firepower to himself.

Lin Xun himself was so angry at his reply that he gritted his teeth, "You dare to scold me? As a public figure, with this kind of quality?"

At the same time, Chen Fei, who has always hated Chen Feng, also responded on Weibo, "Support Lin Tianwang, Chen Feng's quality has always been poor, I don't understand how he deserves to be a singer."

Next, Wang Yang, Zhang Yuchen, Yang Xiaoyun, and Jiangsu and Zhejiang Satellite TV, who had issues with Chen Feng, all came forward to accuse him.