Asking for Recommendation Tickets
Zhu Wuneng shouted, "Young Master, this Xue Chuanning is probably coming for you, isn't he?"
Chen Xiaojun only smiled faintly, still leisurely sipping the fragrant tea on the crystal table, without the slightest ripple in his expression.
Just now, he had cleverly had Zhu Wuneng step forward and block for him, avoiding the point of the spear, fully playing to his strengths while steering clear of his weaknesses.
As for why he had not personally gone up?
That was because he knew very well that when it came to songwriting, though he could count as quite a hand among literary plagiarists, singing was truly not his forte.
His technique was indeed rather impressive, even a bit stronger than that of an average singing star.
However, limited by talent, his ceiling was not very high at all, far from comparable to those top-tier singers—at the very least, he could not contend with Xue Chuanning.
Unless he was willing to invest a great deal of time and energy into painstaking cultivation, it would be very difficult for him to achieve anything on the path of singing.
Thus, he had long since given up on taking songs as the direction of his further study.
Just then, the extra round began.
The drawing results showed that the subject of this contest was poetry, and it was a named prompt at that.
The requirement was that the poem or lyric composed had to include the Poetic Title of a top-tier power or above, and these Poetic Titles usually consisted of only a single line.
Inside the main building, everyone could not help but suck in a cold breath.
Whoever had set this question was truly rotten to the extreme.
Having someone compose and complete a poem based on a given