Chapter 758

The netizens were having a great time watching the drama unfold.

'An heir against an illegitimate son, there's going to be a good show!'

Many netizens were not afraid of blowing things up and even came up with ideas for the "battle" between the two.

— — [Hurry up, set a time, we'll livestream it!]

— — [That's right, let's see who's the real plagiarist then.]

— — [What's the point of arguing online like this? It's better to have an offline battle. No (da) fight (lai) no (da) fight (lai) dog head dog head]

…

Xu Xinyi was full of confidence and felt that victory was within his grasp.

Xu Rendong, Xu Rendong, you've enjoyed enough applause and glory over the years.

'How can a shut-in be worthy of being the heir of the Xu family?'

'It's time to give it to me.'

Xu Xinyi believed that since his mother could get the previous song, she would definitely be able to help him get the song this time too!

Now, he just had to wait for Xu Xindong to set the time.

…

Xu Xinyi wasn't the only one who thought so. The viewers of the livestream also thought so.

After all, composing was an artistic creation that required a process and couldn't be accomplished overnight.

In the next second …

Xu Xindong, who had learned the ins and outs of the matter through Zhou Yan's phone, said in a low voice, "Let's begin then."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

'Huh? Begin what? '

Xiangyi asked thoughtfully, "Do you … want to compose now?"

Xu Xindong expressed assent and sat down in front of the piano. He turned to look at Xiangyi and said, "Miss Xiang, can I trouble you to set a theme for me? Just a word or two will do. "

Xiangyi thought for a while and said, "How about … love?"

Xu Xindong's style in the past was lyrical and the theme of love was very suitable for him.

"Okay." Xu Xindong closed his eyes and began to compose.

The viewers of the livestream were all confused.

— — [What … What's going on? Composing on the spot? How is that possible!?!]

— — [Where does Xu Xindong get his confidence from? How can he compose on a whim? I'm dying of laughter.]

— — [I'm waiting for Xu Xindong to fail. My melon seeds and chestnuts are ready.]

…

Most of the comments section was filled with ridicule.

There were also some loyal fans of Xu Xindong who were trying their best to defend him.

Unfortunately, the results were minimal.

However …

When Xu Ren Dong opened his eyes and placed his fingers on the piano, the room suddenly fell into silence.

Even the comments in the live broadcast room seemed to have been cleared.

The soothing and melodious prelude started the melody of a love song. From the careful probing, to the passion when the love was strong, and then to the loneliness after the sad breakup …

Whether it was the melody or the artistic conception, it was impeccable!

After listening to a short section, Xiangyi was certain that the song was indeed composed by Xu Xundong.

He had long since formed a unique style. Others could only imitate his appearance, but not his soul.

The audience gradually came back to their senses.

— — [This song … is kind of nice]

— — [Was it really Xu Ren Dong's original work? He's too talented!]

— [I can't believe it! I actually cried when I heard it. Is there anyone who can fill in the words?! If this song doesn't become popular, the heavens will not tolerate it!]

…

His slender fingers slid across the black and white keys, ending the song perfectly.

Xiangyi and the others applauded.

Zhou Yan clapped the most forcefully and his hands were almost red from clapping. "Good, very good! Xu Xindong prays to you! Xu Xindong is the eternal god! "

Xu Xindong smiled shyly, but his eyes were bright. "Miss Xiang, it's time for the second question."

Xiangyi was stunned. "Huh?"