Chapter 2212 - 2215: Love Songs Aren't Just About Melancholy and Longing

Hearing Shen Qiang's words, the stunning Mermaid Princess Qian Ning looked at him in shock, and exclaimed, "Are you serious? Do you really think your musical talent surpasses mine? I haven't even won, and you..."

Watching the frowning and astonished Mermaid Princess Qian Ning, Shen Qiang chuckled and said, "Songs, actually for most ordinary people, are a form of spiritual consumption. In a sense, they're no different from food."

"Some people are very hungry, and you can give them any piece of food and they'll find it delicious, but some aren't hungry at all, and have had too many delicacies. You give them a piece of ordinary food, and they feel it's an insult."

The Mermaid Princess Qian Ning, in shock, said, "I don't get it."

"Your song has soul-penetrating power, it's the finest delicacy, placed in front of those who are used to delicacies, they see it as a treasure, but to those who are famished, it's not as good as a bigger, more visually appealing pastry."

Shen Qiang raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Does that make what I'm saying clear?"

Jinli Qianning said, "I sort of get it, you're saying to those who are desperately hungry, there's no difference between exquisite flavor and ordinary food."

"Exactly, when people are starving, no one cares about flavor. As long as they can fill their bellies, they're happy." Shen Qiang smiled and said, "So sometimes, to win, you don't necessarily need the best, just what's most suitable."

"Suitable?" Jinli Qianning asked, surprised.

"Among today's sixteen singers, only two have both the looks and qualify as beauties, one is you, and the other is Ai Ruoling."

Shen Qiang smiled.

"So without a doubt, you two are the most eye-catching. But you're very conservative; no super-long eyelashes, no vividly lipstick-stained lips, no exposed long legs, nor did you flaunt any charm on stage. Obviously, those who came intending to admire beautiful women naturally focused on Ai Ruoling."

Looking at Qian Ning, Shen Qiang smiled and said, "You're a hundred times prettier than her, but you've never given anyone one flirtatious glance, nor interacted with any audience during the whole event, so no matter how well you sing, they won't vote for you."

"Instead, they'll vote for the seductive, flirtatious Ai Ruoling because they're hoping to see her again next time."

"I won't dress like that." The Mermaid Princess earnestly said, "I'm here to sing."

At these words, Shen Qiang laughed and said, "Do you really love singing? Or is it just for profit and money?"

"What do you mean?" asked the stunning Qian Ning, surprised.

"If you're participating in the show just for money, you can actually quit now." Shen Qiang raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Since the profit from refining a furnace of Elixir Pills is enough to sustain even a top-tier star for at least five years."

Qian Ning was silent for a moment, then seriously said, "Initially, I wanted to use this opportunity to gain some fame, to boost the bar's business, but now, I just want to sing, because my dad spoils me, you know, so long as I go home, he never skimps on money or anything like that."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qiang laughed and said, "Then the problem is simple now. To win, just make a gorgeous, delicious cake. That way, not only will ordinary audiences love it, but those used to delicacies will also come to taste it."

Qian Ning said, surprised, "I won't dress like her."

Shen Qiang laughed and said, "I don't mean for you to dress like her, Ai Ruoling goes for allure, while we'll aim for heart. Trust me, the song I help you write will definitely win."

Qian Ning looked at Shen Qiang with a skeptical eye and asked, "Most love songs are about the restless longing and sad emotions, can they really win?"

Shen Qiang burst into laughter: "Silly Qian Ning, there's not just restless longing in love, there's also an emotion called anger."

Qian Ning was instantly stunned.

Meanwhile, in Shanghai, the Zhang Family.

Slumped on the sofa, frantically playing games, Zhang Shuheng helplessly threw away the phone.

"Mad, I scored twenty-three kills and still lost, rank still at Silver of Order, this is essentially unjust, I ought to be a King."

Listening to Zhang Shuheng's words, the Zhang family's Family Head frowned and said with hate-filled steel: "Zhang Shuheng, enough! How can you be so insouciant? I ask you, why are Shen Qiang the Shen Medicine King and Gong Ziyi battling it out on a small talent show on a local channel?"

"How should I know?" Zhang Shuheng frowned, "Too much money, too silly, too idle."

Family Head of the Zhang family frowned, snorted coldly: "Shuheng, can't you apply yourself a bit? Who is Gong Ziyi anyway? An esteemed gentleman from the Abyss, he's top-level scion of the Cultivation World, suddenly ran off to a local talent show, then Shen Qiang also suddenly went, how come?"

"Don't know." Zhang Shuheng raised an eyebrow.

Family Head of the Zhang family frowned, laughing coldly: "You just know to play that lousy game of yours, I don't care if you want to play it, but for today's matter you better understand it, or believe it or not, I'll smash the phone to pieces. You don't know, then how did you even think to help Shen Qiang call people?"

Zhang Shuheng helplessly said: "I truly don't know! Shen Qiang posted a sentence in the circle of friends saying he needed to find the local channel's leadership, he's at Hall 19, so I casually shared the message in our family group, then someone jumped in and made a phone call, and the rest of the matter you know."

Family Head of the Zhang family frowned, sneering: "Shuheng, I know, you're at the Dao Fruit Stage of cultivation, you're super strong, I'm the Family Head of the Zhang family, this might aggrieve you, leave you discontented, making you play with your lousy phone day in and day out, but for now, you need to give me solid ground."

"Because you must realize, Shen Medicine King and Gong Ziyi are true Immortals in the cultivation world, whether fighting spirit or idleness, if this gets heated, and they eventually fight to a draw, shaking hands afterward, haha, you're the little ghost meddling midway, won't they fry you to a crisp?"

Zhang Shuheng sighed, resumed his game, and said, "Family Head, I understand what you mean, you're afraid that Gong Ziyi might hold a grudge because of this matter?"

"My young master, and you have the heart to play?" The Zhang family's Family Head jumped in anger: "Who is Gong Ziyi? With four major generals under him, randomly dispatch one over and our Zhang family would be wiped out, understand?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shuheng raised his sword-like eyebrows: "Get lost, wanting to climb high but fearing hardship, preaching to me constantly to establish good relations with Shen Qiang, only to suddenly fear Gong Ziyi, without thinking, can they not stab you in a godly battle?"