That profanity almost perfectly captured the raw, primal emotion felt by everyone in the room.
Those scoundrels at the Opera Association were truly insufferable. They had essentially taken the same review they had previously given to Huatian Entertainment, swapped the recipient and the song title, and copied it over without changing a single word.
Never mind the fact that I Am Not the Song God was a progenitor-level musical genius; could they not have at least bothered to rewrite the content? Why give us the exact same thing they gave them?
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