Superstar [comprehension]

Chapter 117 Battle Hymn in the Realm of Comprehension

"Heh...you are generous in doing things, but you are very small-minded."

Just as Shang Lu recorded Chang Sheng's answer, Di Que chuckled lightly in the palace of Xiaoqian World.

His consciousness has always shrouded this plane.Therefore, whether it is Changsheng's step by step after leaving the island, or his vengeance during the interview, Di Que knows it all.

He felt that Xun Gu was right about at least one thing.

Changsheng is indeed a genius among geniuses in terms of pleasing people.

"The gossip questions are almost gone, now let's talk about some serious things."

Shanglu didn't know that the biggest backer of their sect was also paying attention to this interview at this time, and he was still thinking about how to stop letting Changsheng get sidetracked.

After thinking about it for a while, he simply took out the interview outline and asked questions step by step along the outline.

"Before you played a piece of music on the island of the sky, I heard that many audience members shed tears because of it, and even some contestants wept bitterly for it."

"To be honest, no one has ever played a song at the Grand Competition before, let alone played a song so that even the Immortal Emperor appeared. Even I want to know, what were you thinking at that time?"

After chatting for a while, Shanglu didn't care about the respectful words for a long time.He discovered that Changsheng has a special ability. As long as this guy wants to make friends with someone, no one in this world can refuse him, at least he can't.

"Let me correct two points first. First, those audiences and contestants did not shed tears for the song I played, they just shed tears when their lives passed away."

"Secondly, that Immortal Emperor didn't show up for the sake of the song. He just felt extremely happy because he saw the fun he wanted to see."

Changsheng casually pointed out the impreciseness in Shanglu's discourse, but he only mentioned a few words about the last time Dabi real people were killed.

Because those who understand this kind of thing already know it well, and those who don't understand it will be useless no matter how much he talks about it.

In today's extremely delicate situation, he doesn't want to get into trouble at all.

"As for what I was thinking at the time... What? Could it be that other people would find a reason before playing music?"

To be honest, Changsheng didn't intend to answer this question from the beginning.He couldn't answer either.

Is it possible for him to reply, "I just had a brain twitch at the time, and suddenly wanted to be the Holy Father to save all the contestants"?

That sounds really embarrassing, doesn't it?He would never say such an answer!

Shang Lu smiled wryly after hearing Chang Sheng's perfunctory answer.But he didn't get to the bottom of it too much, after all, today was just a simple interview, and it was up to Changsheng himself to decide whether to tell the truth or not.

"Okay... then I'll change the question."

After thinking about it for a moment, Shanglu asked a similar but somewhat different question: "In your eyes, what is music?"

Hearing the words, Changsheng seemed to have thought of something, and slowly pulled out a smile of unknown meaning.

Then he replied thus: "Music is my battle song."

"What do you mean?" Shang Lu subconsciously asked.Although he didn't understand why Changsheng said that, but for some reason, he always felt that Changsheng's words had a hidden meaning.

"It helps me to be invincible and invincible."

Changsheng's rare explanation made Shang Lu feel even more confused.

Shanglu couldn't help but glanced at Changsheng.When he saw Chang Sheng's expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, he knew that he would not get any useful answers if he kept asking.He had no choice but to suppress his entanglement, and re-selected other questions to continue asking.

What Shang Lu didn't notice was that when he looked away from the interview outline, Chang Sheng had an extremely complicated look in his eyes.

At that moment, Chang Sheng's eyes seemed cold, hot, indifferent, and arrogant.

It wasn't until the Zongmen Grand Competition that the world finally knew what Changsheng's two sentences meant.

But at this time, Shanglu still didn't know anything about it, and he was still dutifully asking Changsheng other questions.

After a while, someone knocked lightly on the door of the interview room from outside, which also meant that the fifteen-hour interview was finally over.

After Changsheng and Shanglu said goodbye politely, they left Yaoguang Restaurant directly on the flying sword.Anyway, he had done what he had to do, and he really didn't want to go back to the waiting room and listen to the contestants' hypocrisy.

That was really annoying.Rather than staying here, he would rather go back to the island to practice swords.

When Changsheng returned to the island, Jiang Jue was sitting in the pavilion recuperating.Seeing this, Chang Sheng didn't bother him, and went straight to the woods with his sword in hand to practice alone.

But what he didn't expect was that when he was about to go back to the house to rest after practicing sword all night, what he saw was not a comfortable bed, but a mess.

"What's the situation? Even if the house was hit by a storm, it can't be destroyed like this?!"

As Chang Sheng said, he bent down slightly, trying to pick up the remains of tables and chairs on the ground and throw them away.However, as soon as he touched a corner of the table, the split table turned into powder and scattered on the ground.

"Jiangjue, what's going on?" At first, Changsheng thought it was because of some accident while Jiangjue was recuperating, but judging from Jiangjue's appearance, it seemed that this was not the case at all.

"...He almost killed you?" After a while, Jiang Jue finally spoke.

He looked at Chang Sheng with dark eyes, that cold and hard face was now full of gloom.

"Who are you talking about?" Chang Sheng was a little confused about the situation for a while.It wasn't until Jiang Jue took out an unusually heavy newspaper and handed it to him that he suddenly understood all this.

The newspaper that Jue took out was the latest issue of "Cultivation of the Realm", and this issue of "Cultivation of the Realm" was printed with a collection of interviews from yesterday's hundred contestants.

Jiang would never ask such a question, obviously he had already read his interview draft.

And the reason why this room became like this is only because he couldn't hold back his murderous aura after seeing the content of the interview.

"Bo Qing almost killed you before?" Jiang Jue asked again, his words were filled with uncontrollable murderous intent.

"But he couldn't kill me after all. Bo Qingsu valued his own reputation, and it might be better for him to taste the bitter fruit of ruin and die than you to kill him directly."

Chang Sheng raised his hand and touched Jiang Jue's overly fierce eyes, trying to calm his turbulent mood at this time.

He could guess why Jiang Jue reacted so strongly, because this man was afraid of his death.

The thing that pierced his heart with the long sword still affected him after all.

"Jiangjue, I thought you would pay more attention to another question in the interview." After Changsheng felt Jiangjue's killing intent fade slightly, he changed the topic neatly.

"For example?" Jiang Jue's eyes were tightly locked on Chang Sheng, and his tone of voice subconsciously lowered a bit.

"For example, the type I like." Changsheng looked back at Jiang Jue with a smile, and then let the other party take him into his arms

Jiang Jue lowered his head to Chang Sheng's ear and said, "Well, I think I'm the type you like."

The moment he opened his mouth, his murderous aura faded away.

The author has something to say:

①The phrase "Music is my battle song" is actually inspired by Chopin's phrase "I would like my work to be a battle song".