1242: C1242 You're Not as Good as Me!

C1242 You're Not as Good as Me!

After listening to Ye Hong's words, everyone remained silent, as if they were providing silent support to Ye Hong.

Sensing the strange atmosphere, Duanmu Chengya and Cang Songlin were shocked.

They realized that they had underestimated Ye Hong's ability to control his emotions.

After hearing what he said, everyone present had some other thoughts.

This kind of distrust towards the judges was a small matter, but it would affect the future competitions of Classical Music.

If the news of unfair judgment were to spread, it would greatly affect the reputation of the Classical Music competition in the Classical Music world.

It would be a huge blow to the reputation of Duanmu Chengya and the other judges.

Therefore, it was obvious that the two judges' expressions changed. They quietly distanced themselves from the other three, as if they were drawing a clear line.

The unusual movements in the judges' seats made the audience below fantasize even more.

Cang Songlin knew that he could not continue like this. He hurriedly put on a dignified expression and stared down at Ye Hong. "Junior, tell me what you are not convinced of. I will convince you!"

Ye Hong was not afraid at all. He asked word by word, " Why can't Cold Winter win? "

His words were upright and gave people a sense of righteousness.

Everyone's heart instantly shook, and a resonance sounded.

One of them couldn't help but shout along with Ye Hong, "May I ask why Cold Winter can't be the champion?"

There were one and two. One after another, people shouted, "Why can't Cold Winter win?"

"Why?!"

The chorus of angry roars shook the sky and resounded through the world.

The sudden explosion of the aura caused Cang Songlin, who was on the stage, to lose his balance and almost fall back.

He hurriedly stabilized his body. His face twitched slightly as he said in a deep voice, "It's very simple. Due to the lack of the ancient charm of 'Cold Winter', it is difficult for it to be called the champion song."

After hearing Cang Songlin's explanation, Ye Hong immediately sneered and said, "Ancient charm? Do you all deserve to talk about ancient charms?"

He pointed at Yao Ling, who had a confused look on her face, and said in a clear voice, "Miss Yao Yao came from the Ancient Clan. Her finger playing is in accordance with the ancient rule. Do you dare to say that the tune she plays does not have the ancient charm?"

Cang Songlin's mouth was dry. He said with a fierce expression and a cowardly heart, "Even if she came from the Ancient Clan, it doesn't mean that the song itself is an ancient song, right?"

Cang Songlin smiled coldly. "If I remember correctly, this song was created by you?

"Are you trying to say that you came from ancient times?

" Ridiculous! "

Ye Hong was so angry that he laughed. "Who said that modern people can't compose ancient songs?

"I read ancient books, learned ancient music, and learned ancient etiquette. ...

As long as my state of mind remained simple and unadorned, what could not be ancient?

However, I see that you are such a shallow person and can't understand my realm.

"Of course, you can't understand the ancient meaning of Cold Winter."

Ye Hong's undisguised contempt made the proud Cang Songlin angry.0

He slapped the table and stood up, roaring. How dare you say that I don't understand the ancient charm? When I was roaming the Classical Music, you were still a little brat!"

"Although Dao Sense has its own sequences, it has its own specialties.

"No matter how old you are, the Classical Music's strength is far inferior to mine!

" So you don't have the right to evaluate this match! "

Ye Hong raised his head and looked at Cang Songlin. His eyes were glittering, and his tone was unyielding.

Everyone present was stunned.

They realized that Ye Hong was not only crazy, but he was also crazy to the limit of the universe. He was crazy to the extreme!

Who on the scene dared to look down on God of Water Fusing Le God Cang Songlin like this?

Only Ye Hong dared to do that!

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