After Shi Yunfeng left, Zhou Wenguang called Shi Mingyu to the office again.
Likewise, he told him the news that the competition prize money was about to be distributed.
As one of the few people in Zhenzhong who knew Shi Mingyu's family background, Zhou Wenguang knew that this amount of money was just a drop in the bucket for Shi Mingyu.
Shi Mingyu's reaction was indeed the same.
It was just an "Oh" without much change in expression.
In his opinion, this is not even as interesting as letting him do experiments in the laboratory.
But Shi Mingyu changed his mind and realized that he had just met Shi Yunfeng on the way to the principal's office.
Can this money be given directly to Shi Yunfeng?
"Principal, can you find a way to transfer my bonus to Shi Yunfeng?"
Shi Mingyu said whatever came to his mind without any scruples.
Zhou Wenguang was stunned at first, and then laughed dumbly.
"Shi Mingyu, your heart is good, but this will hurt his self-esteem."
He also didn't expect that the young master from a noble family would have such thoughts.
Zhou Wenguang didn't know that Shi Mingyu had already done this when he won the provincial championship.
Shi Mingyu thought about it and realized that it would not be good to transfer it directly to Shi Yunfeng.
So, he had another flash of inspiration and said calmly:
"Principal, otherwise I ask my dad to set up a scholarship in what name?"
When Zhou Wenguang heard this, his breathing stagnated.
Good guy.
I really don’t know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are if you’re not a householder.
It is true that Boyuan Pharmaceutical has a market value of hundreds of billions, but the various interest relationships involved are still very complicated.
This kid wants to ask his father to donate another scholarship just as he casually opens his mouth?
As the principal, Zhou Wenguang is happy.
But donating money to a school frequently will inevitably make outsiders suspicious.
As Shibo Yuan was an outstanding alumnus of Zhenzhong, Zhou Wenguang did not want to harm him in this aspect.
"Shi Mingyu, forget about this matter."
Zhou Wenguang smiled and shook his head.
"You, Boyuan Medicine, have donated the Boyuan Building, a new teaching building, a new laboratory, and also donated a special fund for subject competitions."
"In the short term, it is not appropriate to donate any more scholarships."
"Otherwise, there will be opinions from above."
Zhou Wenguang points to the end.
He believed Shi Mingyu could understand.
The fact was not what he expected.
Shi Mingyu heard the words, thought about it briefly, and understood the reason.
"Principal, I took it too much for granted."
Zhou Wenguang smiled and said:
"It's good that you know."
“The bigger the company is and the more glamorous it looks, the more attention it needs to pay attention to.”
"If you are not careful, you will end up in a catastrophic situation."
"I know you all want to help Shi Yunfeng."
"But there are some things where you shouldn't use too much force."
"It's better to let him handle his family affairs by himself."
"This way, it won't leave any scars in his heart."
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That night, Zhang Yang uploaded the revised track to Wangyiyun.
Rap is considered a niche in the music field.
The person you like, you really like to the core.
People who don't like it just think that garbage stuff is too noisy.
Especially Chinese rap has always caused great controversy on the Internet.
Many people criticize domestic hip-hop rap for being a slut.
The threshold is low, the lyrics are bad, the melody is poor, and it is full of negative energy that can shock the sky, the earth, and the air.
Except for a few singers who have excellent rap skills, most hip-hop rappers can only be said to be sewers.
The so-called respect and peacelove are completely political correctness of Western values.
There are very few creators who can truly embody the culture of the Dragon Kingdom and combine the words and connotations of the Dragon Kingdom with rap.
After the song was uploaded, Zhang Yang felt quite uneasy.
Although he likes rap very much, he doesn't want to make a living from it.
Influenced by Teacher Xu and his classmates, he just wanted to use this hobby as his own skill.
As for changing the rap scene in Dragon Country, Zhang Yang has no such idea at all.
An hour later, Zhang Yang clicked on Wang Yiyun's account again.
Under the song, there are more than ten comments.
Although it wasn't much, it made Zhang Yang very happy.
"The lyrics and melody are very good, and it sounds quite comfortable."
"Is this a newcomer? If you have this ability, why don't you go to the arena and make a name for yourself?"
“It’s so so, it feels a bit fake and empty.”
"Isn't the spiritual core the most important thing in rap? Why is Western political correctness correct, and promoting the culture of the Dragon Kingdom is heresy?"
"What you said above makes sense. Those sewers who so-called expose the darkness of society are just trying to make money? Do you really think they are some great saints?"
"We are all sensible people. Come on, author, I think highly of you."
"I feel like a lot of rap nowadays only focuses on rhythm and the lyrics are all messed up. This song is very good."
"I have always felt that the lyrics of our Dragon Kingdom are very suitable to be combined with rap. If anyone can know hundreds of lyrics by heart, his rap will definitely be unparalleled in the world."
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In the comments, most are encouraging, and a few are direct criticism.
Zhang Yang looked at these comments, and his heart finally fell to the ground.
At least, it's not like the judges who criticized him for being useless during the program auditions.
But at the same time, Zhang Yang was also thinking about the shortcomings of his works.
This is his first time uploading a track, so his level is limited and he lacks experience.
"The response from netizens has been pretty good."
Han Xiaochen, who had not returned to the recording studio, smiled and said:
"Zhang Yang, let me just say it. The auditions not only depend on the performance of the players, but also on the performance of the referees."
"Why did I originally want to participate in the singing competition but ended up not going?"
"No matter what competition is on TV, it is scripted."
"Instead of wasting time recording programs, it is better to study more and think more at home."
"Cultivation of one's own inner skills, accumulated over time, and then one day you will naturally become famous."
Youshi Mingyu's mother, Jiang Lan, helped find someone to open a small stove for Han Xiaochen.
Today, Han Xiaochen is more calm and reserved.
If you are frizzy, you may become famous for a while, but you can also easily fall over.
With talent, willingness to work hard, and background, Han Xiaochen is not in a hurry to become famous.
Zhang Yang nodded when he heard Han Xiaochen's words.
"I know."
"I took it for granted before."
With that said, Zhang Yang refreshed the comments again.
At this time, more than ten more messages popped up.
He was scrolling up casually, but when he saw one of the comments, he froze in place.
"Hello, I am a staff member of Mango Channel's "Rap, Listen to Me" program team. I would like to invite you to participate in our program. If you are interested, please contact me in time."
After being stunned for a moment, Zhang Yang smiled and shook his head.
"Look, what this liar said was so clear-eyed that I almost believed him."
(I’ll start with four updates today, and there will be no less than this update tomorrow. I’ll make up for whatever I owe, and it won’t be rushed or unfinished, so don’t worry)