Chapter 230 Xiao Qingfeng angrily criticizes effeminate culture

Startled by Xiao Qingfeng's angry roar, the organizer's chief coordinator disregarded everything else and immediately turned on Xiao Qingfeng's microphone.

Keep in mind that this happened in China, and an artist who spoke out for China was banned from speaking.

If this is investigated, it's no longer a simple performance accident, but a real issue of stance, which requires disciplinary action.

Xiao Qingfeng was indeed furious at this moment, and regardless of the impact and consequences, his face was ashen.

Turning to Lu Zifan again, he asked, "You think he sings very well? Asia's number one king? South Korean style is the mainstream?"

"In my opinion, Long Quanzhi's song is a pile of dog shit. A grown man putting on makeup and acting like a woman, can this kind of person even be considered a man?"

Xiao Qingfeng's words exploded like heavy bombs on the scene, each word carrying the flames of anger.

“Long Quanzhi, he’s nothing but a freak produced by the distorted culture of Nanbang Kingdom. Look at him on stage, so affected and pretentious, using makeup to cover up his true self. Is this art? This is a desecration of the male image! And you…”

Xiao Qingfeng's gaze swept across the audience of some embarrassed staff members from the Southern Kingdom.

"Some ignorant newcomers in China regard this dross as a treasure, promote it everywhere, and even want it to erode the cultural soil of our Chinese nation?"

He paused, took a deep breath, and his anger intensified.

"The prevalence of effeminate men in the South Country is a cultural disaster. They have completely eroded masculinity and caused the younger generation to lose their way in this erroneous aesthetic."

"As men, they dress up in flamboyant clothes, yet their every move lacks the fortitude and courage that men should have. What are we cultivating? Are we cultivating a group of empty vases, or are we destroying the backbone of the nation?"

Changing the subject abruptly, Xiao Qingfeng's eyes became incredibly sharp as he looked towards certain corners of the country.

"Don't think we're all clean. Look at those young male singers in China. Instead of being proper men, they insist on copying Nanbangguo's style, wearing heavy makeup, thick eyeliner, and outlandish costumes, showing off on stage. Do you think this is fashion? This is the trend?"

"You blindly worship foreign things and follow trends, treating those effeminate behaviors as a shortcut to fame. Have you ever thought about what your behavior means to those young fans?"

“They will think that this is beauty, this is what should be pursued. You are using your influence to spread a morbid value system, causing the younger generation to lose their ability to judge true male and female charm.”

"As an artist, one should be responsible, courageous, and masculine, just like the countless heroes in Chinese history. A real woman should also have her own gentleness and resilience, rather than imitating this kind of grotesque, neither-male-nor-female phenomenon."

"Our culture is profound and extensive, with countless treasures worth inheriting and carrying forward. We have heroic poetry, an upright and chivalrous spirit, and a lofty ambition for our country and the world."

"But now, all of these are being eroded little by little by this effeminate culture. We can't sit idly by. We must defend our culture and tell young people what is truly worth pursuing, instead of being misled by this trashy culture."

The scene was completely silent, except for the echoing of Xiao Qingfeng's angry voice. Every word struck people's hearts like a heavy hammer, leaving those who were immersed in this bad atmosphere nowhere to hide.

He looked at Lu Zifan again, "As an influential person, you shouldn't be blinded by this false halo. You should know that what you're supporting might be a cancer that's destroying our next generation."

Finally, I want to tell you that the moon in foreign countries is not as round as the one in China!

At this moment, Xiao Qingfeng was like a lone warrior, shouting a resounding cry on this battlefield infiltrated by distorted culture.

Chinese youth have long suffered from the influence of South Korea. Xiao Qingfeng hopes to awaken those who have lost their way and to build a solid defense for the purity of Chinese culture.

At this moment, netizens were in an uproar, their admiration exploding on the spot.

In the live stream, Xiao Qingfeng's figure stood like a majestic mountain peak in the center of the "battlefield" eroded by negative culture.

The netizens' enthusiasm was like a surging tide, instantly flooding the screen.

The comments scrolled wildly, each one like a burning torch.

"Xiao Qingfeng, you're a real man! We've long disliked those sissies, and you've spoken our minds!"

"These are the kind of celebrities we should be following: thoughtful, responsible, and advocating for Chinese culture!"

"Xiao Qingfeng is so cool! Those South Korean trash should be severely criticized, and those young idols in China should wake up!"

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The live broadcast room was bustling with activity, but the actual scene was completely silent. None of the celebrities and media bosses, who were used to big events, dared to step forward and stop Xiao Qingfeng's actions.

At this moment, Ke Jialong, the CEO of Lu Zifan's agency, sneered: "Xiao Qingfeng, aren't you going too far with your words? Such cursing is no different from a shrew's street rant."

Ke Jialong was one of the earliest companies in China to cultivate young male idols, and he has contributed a lot to the trend of effeminate men and effeminate culture among Chinese youth.

Among the audience were CEOs of boy bands and girl groups, as well as some young, heavily made-up singers, who all sneered. Finally, someone stepped forward to stop Xiao Qingfeng.

Although there were many people at the scene who supported Xiao Qingfeng, given the current state of the entertainment industry, Xiao Qingfeng's indiscriminate attack offended at least two-thirds of the people.

Anyone who looks around right now will see plenty of young, handsome men with makeup on.

In response to Ke Jialong's retort, Xiao Qingfeng sneered: "Hmph, am I wrong? Bangliu, I spit on you... trash!"

After Xiao Qingfeng finished speaking, he looked at Long Quanzhi in the first row below the stage and said, "The song you sang was a pile of shit."

With simultaneous interpretation in his ears, Long Quanzhi was already furious. He said in broken Mandarin, "Whether you can speak Mandarin or not, you have to prove it with your abilities!"

A hint of disdain flashed in Xiao Qingfeng's eyes as he calmly said, "Chinese language doesn't need to prove to anyone or any country that Chinese culture is the best!"

After saying this, Xiao Qingfeng's gaze swept over the crowd below the stage.

"Aren't you supposed to be the greatest superstar in South Korean history? Well then, I'll teach you what real music is with a South Korean song."

Xiao Qingfeng's words were like igniting a powder keg, causing thousands of audience members and hundreds of artists to gasp in shock.

"What? Xiao Qingfeng is going to sing in South Korean?"

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