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"Are you sleeping? Are you sleeping? Brother John, Brother John? Morning bells are ringing. Morning bells are ringing. Ding, dang, dong. Ding, dang, dong. (Are you asleep, Brother John? The morning bell is already Ring, ding dang dong, ding dang dong.)" Du Caige sang softly.

There were muffled laughter all around.

It would be ridiculous if Hemingway could only play such a tune.

How can someone who can only play this kind of music write those classic music!

Is it true that Hemingway's music was bought with money, as those with ulterior motives say?

At this moment, Du Caige smiled: "Enliven the atmosphere, don't mind."

As he said that, he put his right hand on the piano keys and played with his hands like butterflies in flowers.

This time, a cheerful melody sounded.

Du Caige shook his head and sang in his inauthentic English: "I said this time next year, (I said next year today)"

"I'm gonna be the one to do. (I will change myself and do it)"

“Everything and more you said I couldn’t do (everything and more you said I couldn’t do)”

"This one is for you (listen, this is for you)"

Hearing this, everyone just thought it was a good song.

And Hemingway's playing skills,

Not bad.

Looking at the person Hemingway was not used to, his face became gloomy.

People who like Hemingway are full of smiles.

"Top is my only view (I only pursue the peak)"

"I'm kicking in the door now"

"Better get out of my way"

"Never really saw me coming"

"You left with nothing to say (you have nothing to say)"

"This is for everyone"

"Who always put me down (those who turn cold eyes on me)"

"I hope you open up your eyes (I want you to bulge your eyes)"

"And take a good look at me now (take a good look at me now)"

If it was said before that everyone just thought, "Well, not bad."

So hearing this, many people are stunned.

"No, no, no? Why is this song so fitting? It couldn't have been created just temporarily, right? Impossible, impossible."

A sensible person would think: "Probably he just happened to write a song like this before, but it hasn't been published yet, and it's just in time to sing it, which fits the occasion."

These few paragraphs of lyrics are really fitting, and it is the firepower that mocks those who look at him with tinted glasses.

Of course, it can also be understood that the former Hemingway was once unknown and looked down upon by everyone, and then once he became famous all over the world, he wrote a song like this to ridicule those who once looked down on him.

However, those who know a little about the situation know that Hemingway was at the peak of his debut and never slipped from the peak.

And it only disappeared for a while, and once he came back, he immediately stood at the top.

There were also media workers, journalists from newspapers and TV stations, and well-known UP owners.

Their eyes gleamed.

If this song is understood as, because Hemingway just heard someone sneer at him and speak ill of him behind his back, so he made such a song in anger, it will appear more legendary.

Go back tonight and write an article with this idea!

Du Caige looked up at the people around him, smiled sternly, nodded to Duan Xiaochen gently, and continued to play and sing.

“Take a good look at me now (take a good look at me now)”

"Cause this time next year"

"I'm gonna walk down these halls"

"And show my face for the world to see"

"Gonna see me"

"And I'm gonna call every girl that turned me down"

“And tell them now that I’m just too busy”

"Cause I don't have the time"

"And its funny how my so called friends"

"Who always left me alone"

"Suddenly running into me"

"And blowing up my phone"

Claire burst out laughing, clapping her hands hard as she laughed.

This lyric really dissed the entire entertainment industry over and over again!

The entertainment industry is such a place where everyone is staring at a pair of snobbish eyes.

Hemingway's lyrics are so spicy!

So much fun!

Under the palm tree, Hemingway's unrestrained figure is so handsome!

Oh, baby, although your accent is a bit ugly, I forgive you! I'm starting to like you!

It would be nice if you weren't a duan man, my sister really wants to fall in love with you!

After finally playing the last note, Du Caige said to himself: Thank you Charlie Puth for helping me pretend.

Then turned around and smiled at the crowd.

Hundreds of people present applauded him, whether he liked it or not.

The applause was like thunder, and the water surface of the swimming pool rippled.

Collidio walked up to Du Caige while applauding, and said loudly: "Amazing, awesome! This song is so awesome! Hemingway, don't tell me, this is a song you wrote on the spot! I I think that's the question a lot of people have, because the song is so fitting."

"Uh," Du Caige looked up at the crowd, shrugged and said, "I'll tell you a secret, I can foresee the future. So I knew for a long time that someone would speak ill of me behind my back today, so I specially paid for someone to order this one. song."

cold field.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay.

Du Caige showed a mischievous smile: "Got you! (I lied to you!)"

These star entertainers burst into laughter.

Collidio laughed the most exaggerated, leaning forward and back, looking like he was about to laugh out of his breath, slapped the piano cover hard and said, "Brother, brother, you are so funny! Oh, I'm dying of laughter!"

Claire also shouted: "Amigo, you are too good at telling bad jokes! Predict the future? Are you going to be a prophet?"

She looked around again, and found the black people who had just quarreled with her in the crowd, waving her pink fists and shouting, "Hey, did you hear that? Malavak, you will never be able to write music like this in your life! F~~ KING Loser! Stupid racists! You have shit in your head to say such stupid things!"

Dennis Wright and Alan Smith both bowed their heads and remained silent.

I don't know if they blushed? With their skin color, even if they blushed, they couldn't tell.

And the black woman who said Hemingway couldn't even play a basic musical instrument had gone somewhere.

After everyone had laughed enough, Du Caige said loudly: "Anyway, some people have blind eyes, deaf ears, disabled brains, and bad hearts. Even if I find 10,000 evidence, I say these songs are My original, they still stubbornly won't believe it. Forget it, in fact, I don't care if they believe it or not."

"Never mind the Dickheads (Dickhead), Hemingway, there's something new? Play a new one! I'll never tire of yours!"

Du Caige looked over, and it turned out to be the Latina beauty Michelle.

Duan Xiaochen wrinkled her little nose angrily. Lick the dog is not good to die!

Du Caige smiled. He thought to himself, although he is not a high-profile person, but this is his first public appearance in the Stars and Stripes, why not be a little more high-profile?

What's more, pretending to be like this is addicting.

Especially beeping in front of people who speak ill of him behind his back.

There is a sense of slap in the face on the spot.

So he nodded and said, "Okay, then another song."

He turned to face the piano, and saw Collidio with his elbows on the piano cover, bent over, pouted and closed his eyes, looking intoxicated, waiting to listen.

Du Caige said in disgust, "Fran, I think it would be more helpful for me to perform if a beautiful woman stood here in such a pose."

Colidio laughed and waved to Duan Xiaochen with grace.

However, Duan Xiaochen was still reserved, and Michelle walked over generously and stood by the piano.

Although he was standing casually, his body was full of hormones, and his gourd-shaped figure made many men in the field unable to look away.

She didn't deliberately put on a seductive posture. In fact, if she wanted to be seduced, as long as she bent down, the pair of perfect circles would be presented in front of Du Caige at a glance.

But she didn't do it, because she wasn't worried about the male companion Karl who brought her here. In fact, she and Karl hadn't even started. If she wanted to fall into Hemingway's arms, Karl had no right to interfere.