"Do you think Ruirui's aura now really makes her look like a mentor?" Su Yin was sitting backstage at the moment. When she saw Wang Xingrui's expression, she felt that she was much more confident now.

"Yeah," Lin Xuan'er nodded. "She used to pester me every day, asking me, 'Hey, I've never been a judge before, I don't know what to do.'"

Tang Yue, who was standing by, laughed. "She's like that. Every time before doing something, she's incredibly nervous. But after a while, she calms down on her own. It's quite magical."

Lin Xuaner nodded. As the only one among so many people who had ever been a mentor, she gave Wang Xingrui some advice based on her own experience.

Unfortunately, Lin Xuaner was participating in a dance variety show at the time, which was very different from Wang Xingrui's singing.

But now seeing Wang Xingrui's calm expression, Lin Xuaner felt that she should not have to worry anymore.

Although Wang Xingrui looks so calm now, she is actually very panicked inside.

For example, right now, her hands are shaking uncontrollably, as if she has Parkinson's disease.

However, Wang Xingrui pretended to be calm on the surface. At least judging from the feedback from the scene just now, there should be a lot of her fans here today.

In Wang Xingrui's eyes, these people are her strongest support, giving her confidence in herself.

The teacher sitting next to her laughed and said, "Just take a deep breath. I did the same when I first reviewed the contestants."

"Yeah," Wang Xingrui nodded, and at the end she added, "Thank you."

"No need to thank me." The teacher waved his hand. "Just think of this as watching TV at home. I think when you watch variety shows, every time someone finishes singing, you subconsciously want to comment on it, right?"

Wang Xingrui nodded, then admitted it a little embarrassedly.

Just at this moment, the teacher sitting next to her stood up.

As mentors, each of them had a performance to open the show.

And this teacher was the first performer.

"We're almost at Ruirui's best part." Tang Yue started jokingly saying, "Come on, as a mentor, Ruirui's best skill isn't commenting, but actually performing."

"Isn't this great?" Su Yin said with a smile, "This proves Ruirui is a talented actress. Her performance will surely captivate the audience."

"If I were a contestant, I would definitely choose her," Lin Xuan'er said seriously. "I think she has a lot of skills to teach me, and singing with a singer of her caliber is a great opportunity to learn and improve."

While they were talking, the first teacher's performance had already ended.

To be precise, it was a performance that was not very popular, but the audience still gave the teacher very enthusiastic applause, expressing their respect in this way.

However, the conversation among the contestants backstage who were ready to go was much more profound.

"Teacher, is this a temporary adaptation of this song? It sounds pretty good, and it's quite different from the original."

"That's true. The teacher's arrangement is still as good as ever. If we choose him, the subsequent song performances should also have a considerable advantage."

"If it were me, I would still choose a talented singer like Wang Xingrui. Our show is all about live singing, and she has the most experience in that."

But some people refuted this: "Not necessarily. In fact, the taste of today's audiences has really improved a lot. They no longer simply think whoever sings the best is the best. They are smart enough to distinguish between good and bad melodies. And singer-songwriters are more likely to have hits with their original works."

"So what?" the man said disdainfully, "Can songwriting be learned from just this one show? For us, following Wang Xingrui is the fastest way to improve. Besides, doesn't Wang Xingrui know how to write songs? She might as well be famous."

"She has Zhou Yiyang behind her, but what about us?" The others watched the debate curiously. "And the majority of people will choose Wang Xingrui, but each mentor only has so many spots. I think if you're not confident in your abilities, it's best not to choose Wang Xingrui. It's clearly a death group."

…

In a bar, or restaurant, in Shencheng, Zhou Yiyang ordered the menu and then watched the adaptor leave.

"You seem to be stuck in character." From the moment Zhou Yiyang entered the restaurant, he noticed that Helian Bei was not in the right state. He lowered his head and said nothing.

That state made Zhou Yiyang feel like his previous illness had relapsed.

"Yeah." Helian Bei raised his head and finally spoke: "Sorry, Mr. Zhou, did I scare you?"

"Not bad," Zhou Yiyang laughed. "After all, I wrote the script, so I can guess what you'll be like after filming the movie."

"Well, I know I've already wrapped, but as soon as I calm down, scenes from the movie pop up in my head." Helian Bei finally lay back in a chair, unbuttoned a button, and chuckled. "Mr. Zhou, this only proves that your script is so good this time. Of course, Director Zhang's filming is also great. I can hardly tell the difference between the real and the real."

"Not really?" Zhou Yiyang handed him a piece of paper. "After seeing me, you still haven't gotten over it?"

"Much better now." Helian Bei realized that before he met Zhou Yiyang, he seemed to have been suppressing his emotions in his heart.

When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, when he closed his eyes, he would think of the scenes from the movie.

He would also think of the small town where they lived, the city where almost no young people lived...

If you stay in those places for a long time, you will find that they are completely consistent with the specific descriptions Zhou Yiyang described in the movie.

In fact, Helian Bei didn't understand why Zhou Yiyang would write such a depressing story. Nowadays, audiences like comedies, and he would most likely lose money if he invested in such a movie.

Now that Helian Bei saw Zhou Yiyang, he knew very well that the story was just written by the person in front of him, and he felt much more relieved.

"I heard from the teacher," Zhou Yiyang laughed, "that you delivered textbook-level acting in this film. I have a feeling you'll be a lock for next year's Best Actor. With a little luck, you should also be able to win something at an international film festival."

Helian Bei didn't say anything, but his expression showed his inner expectations.