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Lin Ting opened her playlist, which she usually used as background music, and then opened her Weibo account, starting to read the comments.
Some of his regular viewers who watch his live streams regularly expressed their resentment in the comments.
[I usually read the comments in the live stream chat, so why did I read the Weibo comments today? QAQ]
Lin Ting saw the comment and said, "I'll come back and read the comments in a bit, don't worry."
He opened Weibo and read it out in the default order.
His latest Weibo post was a repost of the official announcement of the competition. Previously, there were only a few comments, but now there are thousands.
"'You and Chen Taining must be good to each other, sob sob sob'?" Lin Ting felt a little strange after reading it out. "Shouldn't it mean that I hope Chen Taining passes the audition not because I let him pass, but because of his own strength? Yes, I can say for sure that he passed through on his own merits, and there is no such thing as favoritism or letting him pass?"
Of course, this comment might have carried a slightly intimate tone, but Lin Ting could ignore this possibility and directly interpreted it as a friendly blessing.
It seemed like someone in the live chat was trying to explain, but Lin Ting looked away and didn't look at them for the time being.
"'Jinghu, you're actually a boy,' yes, I am male. But I can understand people's feelings because I didn't consciously consider gender when I wrote lyrics before. Maybe my lyrics just fit the stereotypical female expression. Gender definitely has an impact on a person's creative work, but it shouldn't be a limitation. Whether male or female, everyone can choose very different styles," Lin Ting said seriously.
He saw some people insulting him, but didn't read them. After clicking on them, he discovered that these people had already been insulted by others.
"Thank you everyone for speaking up for me. Really, I didn't have any intention of appearing as Jinghu before. I hoped that as a creator, I could truly stay behind the scenes."
The comments section started mentioning examples of creators who over-marketed their content.
Lin Ting glanced at it and said, "Please don't mention other people in the live stream. I won't make any judgments here. I'm just explaining my own situation."
However, the name that was just scrolled past was someone who had taken marketing to the extreme, and Lin Ting had heard of it before.
"Will Teacher Lin continue to appear as a lyricist?" Probably not. This live stream is an exception. Everyone just found out, so I came out to chat with friends who are curious about it. I also want to tell you not to worry, this matter will not affect my subsequent work. You can still look forward to my music reviews and music works for which I have written lyrics."
Lin Ting read slowly, elaborating on points that required further explanation. Most of the comments seemed to simply want to talk to him and didn't require him to provide any further answers.
Looking at the camera, Lin Ting earnestly thanked everyone for their concern. "Actually, friends who know me well know that I haven't shown my face in my previous live streams, mainly because I felt uncomfortable with the camera pointing at me. I probably won't show my face in future live streams either. But this time, I specifically brought out the camera because I wanted to be a little more formal and express my gratitude to everyone in person. Whether as a music critic or a lyricist, I have received a lot of love and support from you all while creating and expressing myself."
Having read most of the comments, Lin Ting checked the time. There were still about twenty minutes until the official announcement of the competition results, so he started chatting with the viewers in the live chat.
“How’s Chen Taining doing lately?” You guys are so concerned about him. I’m just asking. If he replies, I’ll let you know in a bit,” Lin Ting replied, then quickly sent a message to Chen Taining.
"But he might not reply. Maybe he's busy with something. Don't get your hopes up too high," Lin Ting said.
As soon as he finished speaking, he looked down at his phone and noticed a small red dot next to Chen Taining's profile picture.
Seeing Lin Ting's sudden change in expression, a mixture of surprise and confusion, viewers in the live chat began asking if Chen Taining had already replied.
Lin Ting said helplessly, "Right? That's the downside of having a webcam on. You can see every slight change in my expression. He did reply, saying he was watching my live stream too. He asked me to tell his friends who care about him that he's doing well and trying to make a living. He probably won't be in the public eye for a while, but we'll see each other again someday."
Many viewers were sending "555" in the comments to express their sadness.
Lin Ting was slightly moved. He had once thought that someone was deliberately putting on a show and creating momentum because he saw many comments about Chen Taining expressing "unresolved feelings". Now, looking back, he realized that some of them were probably genuinely and spontaneously expressing their feelings.
"Oh right, I forgot to mention the meaning of the live stream title. There's a competition going on recently, soliciting submissions from people interested in writing lyrics, and there are some awards. As a lyricist, I was invited to be one of the judges, and since I happen to have some free time right now, I'm doing a live stream to wait for the results with everyone," Lin Ting said.
Some of the audience members were also following the competition, while others were not, so Lin Ting said a few more words.
"The works of the contestants who passed the audition have been displayed on their Weibo accounts. Wait a minute..." Lin Ting clicked on the Weibo post that she had forwarded from her own homepage to the official Weibo homepage of the competition. "This is the Weibo account. You can see that there are a lot of interesting creations posted below, all of which are very inspired. Some viewers may be the kind who pay a lot of attention to the lyrics when listening to songs. You can take a look at these works displayed on Weibo. Maybe you will find one that you particularly like."
After chatting for a while, it was almost time to announce the results, so Lin Ting simply didn't exit the interface and left the interaction bar on the side.
The scrolling speed of the comments in the interactive section gradually slowed down, and everyone probably started to wait. Lin Ting had been talking for a while and was a little tired, so he picked up his water cup and took a couple of sips.
"Everyone should drink more water; it's good for your health," Lin Ting said casually, just to make conversation.
Nobody bothered to talk to him.
At 8 p.m. sharp, Lin Ting refreshed the page and saw the published results.
The announcement was straightforward, unlike some programs that announce winners one by one, perhaps with a small game segment and commercials interspersed later. Lin Ting directly opened Weibo and read out the gold, silver, bronze, and merit awards in order.
"The competition has come to an end here. The organizers will contact the participants to award the prizes. I'll chat with you for a little longer before logging off. I still feel a bit uncomfortable staying in front of the camera."
But everyone seemed to be at a loss for words, and someone suggested that Lin Ting take a look at the details of the winning entries.
Lin Ting skipped the gold, silver, and bronze awards and went directly to Weibo to find the winning entries based on the list of winners.
"You're asking why I'm not showing the gold, silver, and bronze awards? There's no particular reason. If you're interested, you can check out the gold, silver, and bronze award entries yourselves; there aren't many of them anyway. I'll just give you a brief overview of the winners."
After chatting for almost another hour, Lin Ting waved goodbye to everyone, "I'm really tired. Everyone should get some rest too. If you have anything to say, just leave a message below the video, and I'll see it. Okay, goodbye really."
Lin Ting turned off the live stream and suddenly slumped backward, as if she had become a boneless person.
He slumped for a while, regained some of his energy, sat up straight again, put away the webcam, and closed the windows on the computer one by one after finishing using them.
After tidying up, Lin Ting took a hot shower and then lay down on the bed.
He lay on his side and sent a message to Zhao Qinfeng.
[Lin Ting: Did you watch my live stream today? [peeking.jpg]]
[Zhao Qinfeng: I've watched it, and I want to watch it again.]
Lin Ting tapped the screen a few times and made a video call.
Zhao Qinfeng answered quickly, and it seemed she hadn't removed her makeup yet.
Lin Ting had always acknowledged Zhao Qinfeng's good looks, and the right makeup further enhanced his appearance. Lying on the bed, completely relaxed, Lin Ting was suddenly struck by Zhao Qinfeng's handsomeness.
Lin Ting whispered, "You're so handsome."
Zhao Qinfeng suddenly opened his eyes wide. "Huh?"
Lin Ting noticed that Zhao Qinfeng's ears had visibly turned red, and perhaps his face had also turned red, but it was hidden by his makeup.
Lin Ting repeated, "I said, 'You're so handsome!'"
Zhao Qinfeng blinked, gave a dry "oh," and then asked, "So you were attracted to me because of my looks?"
Lin Ting said seriously, "No, of course it's talent."
Zhao Qinfeng adopted his usual demeanor in front of the camera, even employing facial expression management, while fully utilizing his vocal advantages to lean closer and whisper, "Teacher Lin really only took a liking to me because of my talent?"
Lin Ting couldn't help but swallow hard, and for a moment she couldn't even hear what Zhao Qinfeng was saying. Her heart rate soared.
He took a deep breath and moved the phone away from him a little, before he could recover slightly from the visual shock on the screen. "What did you just say?"
Zhao Qinfeng said, "I'll tell you in a bit. I'm going to remove my makeup first."
The phone was placed on the table, and Lin Ting stared at the screen, his gaze meeting the light tubes on the ceiling.
He doesn't consider himself a looks-obsessed person, or even strictly speaking, a voice-timbre-obsessed person, because for him, voice timbre is something that adds to the overall effect, and it actually serves the final performance along with vocal technique.
Lin Ting suddenly snapped out of her reverie. Zhao Qinfeng's earlier comment about "taking a liking" probably wasn't about him explaining why she was interested in Zhao Qinfeng as a "singer," but rather about their potential relationship...
Footsteps came from the other end of the screen, the phone was picked up, and the perspective suddenly changed, focusing on Zhao Qinfeng's face again.
Lin Ting asked, "Now can you tell me what you just said?"
Zhao Qinfeng said, "It's nothing, just teasing you. I was just asking if you really only liked me because of my talent."
Lin Ting said, "It's impossible to completely rule out the influence of appearance, but what truly attracted me was your character and talent."
Zhao Qinfeng is still handsome even after removing his makeup. Fortunately, Lin Ting has developed some tolerance for Zhao Qinfeng's good looks when he was wearing makeup, and can barely maintain a calm demeanor.
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