What situation?

What's the meaning?

How can it be so difficult to write music!

What more situation.

It's an exaggeration.

Qiao Anchu shook his head quite easily, "I don't think that creation does not require special conditions. This is the professional ethics that a professional creator should possess."

How can it be so difficult!

As soon as this sentence landed, everyone present suddenly exploded.

"Oh my God, is it possible that Qiao Anchu is very talented, and she can create such amazing works casually?"

"Oh my god, this is incredible, Hibbert is too good at training apprentices."

"Tsk tusk tusk, I can guarantee that Qiao Anchu's current level is absolutely equal to Yu Changze and Ji Wenping. Maybe she can leave them behind for some time."

"Yeah, and Liang Yin, Qiao Anchu can now be in the same position as Liang Yin."

"Tsk tusk tusk, by the way, Liang Yin hasn't been out for activities for so long, and now Qiao Anchu is far behind him."

"Yes, I think Liang Yin was also the god in our hearts back then!"

"I don't know if Liang Yin will participate in the competition this time. I hope Qiao Anchu can compete with Liang Yin."

Wei Wuqing and Xu Feng sighed: the back wave of the Yangtze River pushed the front wave, and the front wave died on the beach.

Qiao Anchu tucked his hair, a trace of contempt flashed under his eyes.

Liang Yin?

Ho ho, I'm afraid Liang Yin can't beat her now!

What's more, Wei Wuqing and Master Xu Feng mean that this champion is 100% hers.

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The other side.

in the corner.

Mo Jun said slightly excitedly: "Sister-in-law, your sister plays the piano really well. For a moment I saw her as Liang Yin."

Mo Run had a rare look of an idiot.

Qiao Yimo was speechless for a while.

"Momo, what do you think?" the man asked her with his eyes low.

"I think..." Qiao Yimo really tasted it carefully, "If this is her original, there is still a possibility of winning the championship."

When Mo Jun heard this, he was slightly surprised, "Sister-in-law, what do you mean, Qiao Anchu just said that this is her own original!"

When the words fell, Su Zhe suddenly laughed and said: "Is Yimo's meaning not obvious enough? It's not original."

Mo Junyun was in the mist, with a dazed expression, as if he could only think of one possibility, "You mean she is learning from others?"

"Learning?" Qiao Yimo smiled, rather casually, "Don't make plagiarism so fresh and refined."

Mo Jun was completely confused by Su Zhe and Qiao Yimo, as if he was an outsider who knew nothing, "Qiao Anchu plagiarized? Whose plagiarism!"

Su Zheman touched his nose carelessly, and said with a smile: "Young Master Mo, what do you care about Qiao Anchu so much? Could it be that you love her and fall in love with her?"

Mo Jun was a little depressed by the laugh, and angrily said: "Fart, my screen will always be opened for Liang Yin."

The difference between Qiao Anchu and Liang's voice is not just a little bit.

Qiao Yimo rolled his eyes secretly in his heart.

Turn on the screen?

Does Mo Jun think he is a male peacock?

Really speechless!

At this moment, a sweet and greasy female voice suddenly rang beside him, "Shao Shao, Mo Shao, Juo Ye, what do you think of my original song?"

Su Zhe turned to look at her.

Quietly and helplessly twitched the corners of his mouth, and the evaluation was both perfunctory and hypocritical: "Miss Qiao Anchu's "The Glimmer of Dawn" is quite wonderful."

Qiao Anchu felt a little stunned when he heard this comment. Could it be that Su Zhe could hear her... JrNovels.com