159: C159 I Usually like to Give My Love Donate Money!

C159 I Usually like to Give My Love Donate Money!

After Chu Feng finished speaking.

The entire arena instantly quieted down, becoming deathly silent.

Everyone who supported Chu Feng had an expression of disbelief.

The The God of Music that they worshipped was actually a courier.

Everyone was extremely shocked.

Mo Huatian sneered in his heart, he never thought that Chu Feng would actually admit that he was just a courier.

Haha …

No one could be blamed for asking him to die.

Mo Huatian felt really carefree, the sense of superiority that belonged to the young master Kyoto once again expanded.

Just when everyone was in a stupefied and shocked state.

Chu Feng said again.

"But so what?"

Chu Feng said as he carried the magic voice.

Everyone's heart trembled as they came back to their senses and looked at Chu Feng again.

"It's not wrong that I'm an orphan, it's also not wrong that I'm Deliverer."

"With just these two things, you can decide whether a person is outstanding or not. Isn't that too arbitrary?"

"Being an orphan is not something I can decide, becoming Deliverer is also a way of life."

"However, I do not feel any inferiority about my identity as Deliverer. I am even proud of it."

"I don't steal nor rob, I work hard, what's there to be ashamed of, what's there to be laughable about it."

As he said this, Chu Feng's voice became louder.

The audience's hearts trembled as they looked at Chu Feng in a different light.

However, Chu Feng didn't have any intention of stopping.

"I feel that I'm much better than many of my peers who need to be raised by their parents. I don't feel inferior at all. I'm just a courier, that's right!"

"Rich people? A rich young master? "So what? In this place, I just want to say, what's so difficult about surpassing them?"

Chu Feng's words were like a bell ringing in everyone's mind.

Shock, incomparable shock!

In the blink of an eye, everyone quieted down.

A moment later, thunderous applause once again rang out on the field.

"What The God of Music said is right. These words of yours are so touching that I'm about to cry."

"That's right. So what if I'm delivering a courier? If I don't steal it, I'll definitely support it!"

"Well said, so what if it's Deliverer? Actually, I'm also a Deliverer."

"..."

The audience's comments were once again directed towards Chu Feng.

After hearing what Chu Feng said, Chu Rou was so touched that her eyes turned red.

If it wasn't for everyone watching, Chu Rou would have hugged Chu Feng excitedly.

As for the reporter who asked Chu Feng a question just now, it was unknown when he was kicked to the ground, bruising his entire face.

A bunch of tragedies!

Mo Huatian was stunned on the spot with disbelief and unwillingness written all over his face.

He can even turn things around like this?

Not only that, he had also suppressed him, the Mo Clan's young master.

This eloquence?

Why didn't they participate in the strongest speech, and even participate in the China Voice?

At this moment, Mo Huatian felt extremely aggrieved.

At this moment, the reporter started interviewing Chu Feng once again.

"Mr. Chu, this time you've won first place and won three million in prize money. I wonder what you think?"

"This three million should be of great help to your family!"

Hearing that, Chu Feng was stunned!

Three million?

Chu Feng had nearly forgotten about the reporter.

After all, three million yuan was equivalent to thirty yuan for Chu Feng.

For a normal person, who would remember these thirty pieces?

Chu Feng couldn't help rubbing his chin and muttering to himself.

What should he do with these thirty pieces?

Seeing Chu Feng's performance, a mocking smile appeared on Mo Huatian's face.

How about singing?

So what if the piano plays well?

No matter how eloquent he was, it was useless!

After earning three million, he would probably be so happy that he wouldn't be able to fall asleep!

poor dioscorea was poor dioscorea.

How can he be compared with this Young Master?

Immediately, a sense of superiority belonging to the Wealthy Class Young Master swelled up once again.

He looked at Chu Feng with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

After a moment, Chu Feng came back to his senses and said lightly.

"Normally, I would like to donate twenty, a hundred, and offer my love in the water droplets."

"I won 30 today... "Uh, no, three million. I've decided to donate all three million to save those who are in trouble."

Suddenly, the look of ridicule in Mo Huatian's eyes froze on his face.

Impossible!

Wasn't he poor dioscorea?

Now that he had won three million, he actually donated it.

Clap clap …

The audience applauded once again.

"Wuu wuu … The God of Music, you are too caring. I find that I like you more and more."

"Shocked, I'm so scared! The God of Music actually made such a decision. I'm so touched."

"I've never seen such a caring Deliverer like The God of Music."

"Ah!" "The God of Music, you are the pride of our Deliverer.

Everyone was moved by Chu Feng's decision.

Towards this, Chu Feng smiled faintly.

"Three million is just a small sum. Everyone, don't exaggerate. I will feel embarrassed."

"Also, I won't take the 3 million. Let Young Master Mo donate the money for me."

"Everyone, watch out. I, Chu Feng, will keep my word."

"Alright, after I finish speaking, it's time for me to leave."

Then, Chu Feng held Chu Rou's hand and walked off the stage together with her. They passed through the contestant preparation room and planned to leave the gym.

Seeing this, the audience was stunned.

When they reacted, Chu Feng and Chu Rou's figures had already disappeared from their line of sight.

At this time, everyone finally reacted.

"The God of Music, don't be in such a hurry to leave!" I still have a lot of things I haven't told you. "

"The God of Music, sing the double bar for us again!"

"I'm a reporter from the New Oriental City Newspaper. I really want to interview you with a question."

The scene was a complete mess.

Seeing this, Mo Huatian coughed a few times and then raised his head.

He knew that this was the time to show off his Mo Clan's demeanor.2

Mo Huatian smiled and walked forward.

"Everyone, quiet down. Contestant Chu Feng has left the competition. Please remain rational."

"We are all civilized people, please be rational."

After Mo Huatian finished his sentence, the scene really became quiet.

Seeing this scene, Mo Huatian was extremely pleased. He turned around and looked at the judges.

Li Lisi must have had a good impression of him since she was behaving so elegantly!

However, he turned his head to look.

He was stunned. Where was Li Lisi?

At the same time, he suddenly heard a loud sound coming from behind him.

"The God of Music, wait for me!"

Mo Huatian was shocked. He turned around and was immediately pushed to the ground.

Ah!" "The God of Music, you are the pride of our Deliverer.

Mo Huatian screamed.

However, no one cared about him and rushed forward, ready to catch up to Chu Feng.

One foot after another stepped on Mo Huatian's body, causing him to scream in pain. However, in the midst of this commotion, no one could hear his voice.

After this stampede was over, Mo Huatian fell onto the ground with footprints all over his body, just like Wu Tie.

Too miserable!

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