Chapter 79: Chapter 79 I Might Have Listened to Fake Songs for 10 Years!
Chen Ming, who had previously been all cocky and cool, finally admitted defeat this time!
No choice but to concede, this guy was just too awesome, couldn’t stump him! Damn, just now I fired off more than ten questions at him, and he didn’t hesitate once!
The entire audience in the broadcast hall rose to their feet, giving Wang Hao thunderous applause. Even the patrons in the food stall were loudly cheering, wave after wave of praise: “Bravo! Simply divine!” “Too freaking awesome!” “Beautifully done!”
Confused, Wang Hao put away his phone and glanced around the interior, asking curiously, “What’s going on inside?”
Just then, as the waiter was serving the dishes, Wang Hao casually inquired, “What’s the show they’re watching? Sounds quite lively.”
“Ah man, it’s such a pity you didn’t see it just now!” The waiter, while setting the table, lamented to Wang Hao: “The performance on that show was just insane, man. The guest’s knowledge was simply overpowering; there wasn’t a single question that could trip him up!”
“Really?!” Wang Hao immediately widened his eyes in disbelief: “Damn, I’d have to spar with him if I get the chance! I’ve got a hefty amount of knowledge too!”
“You?” The waiter shook his head decisively, looking at Wang Hao as if looking at a frog in a well: “I doubt you’d stand a chance. I’ve watched several episodes of this show, and today’s guest was the most badass of them all! The guy answered every question without hesitating, even left the host dumbfounded! Stuck silent for a good half-minute!”
“Psh, that’s because you haven’t seen me on stage!” Wang Hao thought the waiter was talking about a guest in the venue, and his face showed his disagreement: “What show is this, anyway? Give me a chance and I’ll go try it out!”
By this time, Bai Yaning had already guessed what show the waiter was talking about. Covering her mouth with her hand, her eyes curved into crescent moons, she said, “You, forget about it. You’re only good at bragging.”
Damn, the big star thinks all I’m good for is boasting?
Wang Hao, furious, exclaimed, “How am I just good at bragging? From astronomy to geography to the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, from poetry and literature to songs and dances, what is it that I don’t know?”
“Just keep bragging!” The waiter, obviously a devoted fan of “Brother Hao,” plated the dish with a twist of his head and walked away!
“Hey! If you’re brave enough, don’t go!” Wang Hao shouted angrily: “Don’t you believe me?!”
“Believe, believe, believe,” Bai Yaning was almost cracking up at this point, deliberately not revealing the truth to Wang Hao, but instead she asked: “But you just said you know all those things, right? I haven’t had much to do with the rest, but do you also know songs?”
Was there really any doubt?
“Of course!” Wang Hao vigorously chewed on a skewer and said: “I know plenty of songs… it’s just that I’m afraid you’ve never heard them.”
“There are songs I haven’t heard?” Bai Yaning looked shocked: “You’re talking about Chinese songs? I basically listen to every singer’s album, how could it be possible that I’ve never heard of them?”
It was indeed possible…
Because the songs I know aren’t from this world…
“You don’t believe me, right?” Wang Hao downed a beer in one go, then cleared his throat and said: “Then I’ll just sing it for you! Humph, let’s see if you can recognize them!”
“Alright, then sing!” Bai Yaning was also getting excited and readied herself.
And so Wang Hao began—
“You’re my little apple, how could loving you ever be too much? Your rosy little cheeks warm my heart, igniting the fire of my life! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire!”
Bai Yaning, completely puzzled: “Never heard it!”
“Our youth like a rushing river, never returns, too late to say goodbye, leaving behind only the numb me, without the passion of yesteryears. Watch the sky filled with falling flowers, withering at the most beautiful moment, who will remember he was in this world.”
Bai Yaning continued to shake her head: “Never heard it…”
“The wind blows the rain into flowers, time cannot catch up with the white horse. Your youthful dreams in the palm of your hand, do you still cling to them? Clouds pile up into summer, tears evaporated by the years. On this road with you and her, has anyone gotten lost…”
“The bustling sound fades into the void, shattering the hearts of the people, the dream coldly revolves, how many debts of love in one’s life. If you agree to wait through life and death, endlessly waiting through cycles of years…”
Wang Hao sang four songs consecutively, none of which Bai Yaning had ever heard!
In the end, Bai Yaning felt completely off—Could it be that I’ve been listening to fake songs for ten years?
How could it be possible that I’ve never heard any of the songs Wang Hao sang?!
Initially, she thought Wang Hao was just making up random songs to amuse her, but the catch was that the songs Wang Hao sang were all very pleasant to hear! None of them seemed like they were hummed out on the spot!
“These songs…” Bai Yaning’s breathing became rapid: “Where did you hear them? Can you tell me?!”
After all, as a professional singer, Bai Yaning’s sensitivity to music made her feel that if she had missed out, she would regret it for the rest of her life!
“Where did I hear them?” Wang Hao, smugly drinking a cup, said with a nod and a shake: “Far away in the horizon, yet right before your eyes…”
Bai Yaning stretched out her slender fingers, pointing at Wang Hao: “You?!”
Wang Hao chuckled and then nodded: “That’s right!”
Ah, there’s nothing I can do, who asked me to cross over? These songs, they’re all mine, all mine!
“Are you saying,” Bai Yaning’s face full of disbelief: “that you wrote all these songs?”
“Of course,” Wang Hao said, face unblushing and heart unwavering, after all, who in this world could claim his plagiarism: “Oh, when I was in university, I liked to write songs when I had nothing else to do, any kind of messy songs, and over time, I’ve collected quite a few. How do they sound, not too bad I hope?”
“Not too bad?” Bai Yaning felt completely unwell: “I think the songs you’ve written are even better than many of the lyricists and composers I’ve met. Are you really not lying to me?”
“How could I be,” Wang Hao said playfully: “There’s no benefit in lying to you.”
“Then great!” Bai Yaning suddenly became serious when Wang Hao said that: “It so happens that a friend of mine is going through some trouble recently, and I think you might just be able to help him!”
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