Chapter 43 Huaning TV Station 3
Shi Danfeng was wearing a black shirt. There was a drop of blood on her neck that was exposed at the collar of the shirt, and it was left on the indentation of her skinny neck.
[Only the facial features are somewhat acceptable. ]
【Old and thin.】
[Why is your hair so messy? Why is your body so dirty? You have no respect for the stage at all! ]
[You have wrinkles at the corners of your eyes, do you still want to debut? 】
[This old woman is not good. I don’t have a fetish for old people. I’ll give her an F first. 】
She was not affected by the barrage of comments and comments coming from all directions. She stood on the stage and bowed, "Hello, three judges."
Then, she looked straight ahead, at the screen on the wall behind her seat. The comments flashed past her eyes. She smiled and bowed again, "Hello, everyone."
Just by sitting down there, players can feel how harsh and violent the comments on the screen are. Judging from the performance of the previous players, it might be even more difficult to bear when they stand on the stage and face these.
Not only do they face the pressure of facing the unknown audience behind the barrage who can decide their life and death, but also their anger and personal attacks. When people are afraid, it is easy for them to become unconfident and inferior, which in turn makes them more panicked and helpless.
The first person to go up was Liao Manni from the Holy Tour Guild, who gradually couldn't hold on under the harsh attacks.
But Shi Danfeng was really not nervous at all. The lights on the stage were too bright, and everything was visible. There was no place to hide. There was a faint smile on her face and a smile in her eyes. She looked up at the screen and greeted the audience one by one.
She seemed like a star who was used to being watched. No, even the hottest star at the moment might not be able to do what she did standing on such a scary stage.
【This is interesting. 】
[This expression management is amazing. ]
[It's been a while since I've seen such an interesting trainee. She has aroused my interest.]
On the judges' panel, the physical education teacher looked up at her. She, who always yelled and threatened other trainees, was unable to utter a word this time.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, the talent instructor asked, "Shi Danfeng, what talent show will you be performing on your first stage? Do you need us to prepare props for you?"
"Thank you, judges. No need." She said, "I will bring you a song."
Talent coach: "Ah, okay, go ahead."
【What? Just one song?】
[As I said, singing is the most boring thing. ]
[Singing is the talent with the lowest threshold. Those who have no talent can sing. ]
Indeed, these players are not real trainees or artists, and many of them do not have good performing talents. Two of the first four people are singers, and there may be more people singing later.
Those players who were about to sing were already starting to worry.
Shi Danfeng was still unaffected. She combed her hair with her hands and began to sing softly, "The camellia flowers at home are blooming, the bougainvillea on the road is red, my dear baby, where are you..."
She sang a song that sounded like a folk song. Her voice was not that nice, a little hoarse, and the song was not difficult. For some reason, the more Xia Bai listened, the better it sounded.
A hand waved in front of his dazed eyes. Xia Bai's eyes followed the long fingers and turned to see Ling Changye raising his eyebrows to look at the small notebook with the word "Charm" written on it.
Xia Bai immediately blocked his ears with his fingers.
The voice was mostly covered by him, and he did not dare to look up. Ling Changye did not say that her charm was only in her voice. After a long while, he looked up after he felt completely sober.
Many people’s ratings have started to appear on the barrage, and at a glance there are a lot of Cs and Bs.
Shi Danfeng stopped singing. Xia Bai put her hands down and just in time heard the producer announce her score, C.
This is the highest result so far. Even with Shi Danfeng using her skills, she only got a C.
It took a long time for the players below to come back to their senses. By then, Shi Danfeng had returned to her seat and the president was turning around and smiling at her.
The producer did not pause and immediately called another person, who was from the Operations Department of the Tourism Administration, named Ji Jianping.
Ji Jianping was a man in his thirties, with an average appearance, but very imposing. He smiled a not-so-stiff smile and said directly, "I'll perform a sword dance for everyone."
That sword might have been his weapon, and he danced well, but he only got an F.
Next came Wang Wei from Xia Bai's support group. Wang Wei's mentality was not the best among the four of them. It was her first time entering the game, and she was obviously nervous. She said she wanted to play the piano, and immediately a staff member brought a piano to her. She played well, but still got an F.
After that, several more players came up, including Zhong Zicang and Zhang Runyue, all of them got F, even though some of them looked pretty good.
The players didn't speak, but they were communicating with each other. Xia Bai saw the Holy Tour Guild glanced at them, specifically at Ling Changye.
So far, apart from F, there is only one E and one C, one from the Holy Tour Guild and one from the Half Moon Group. All the ratings from the Tour Administration are F.
Before the rating began, the producer specifically said that this rating was very important and that they currently seemed to be at a clear disadvantage.
Yang Mei wrote in her little notebook: "Is the situation not good?"
After writing, without waiting for others to reply to him, he opened his mobile phone and opened the game app.
He sat between Xia Bai and Ling Changye. Most of the players' phones had a layer of anti-peeping film, including his, but he did not hide it intentionally. He just placed the phone flat on his legs.
Xia Bai didn't see him click on the skill book. When he looked over, his skill had already popped up.
Five cards appeared on his phone and slid into his hand. He spread the cards out, looked at Ling Changye, and then at Xia Bai.
Yang Mei's identity in the game is [Wan Gui Mi]. Xia Bai thought that his skills were the same as Shi Danfeng's, which were charm-related, but not entirely.
Five cards were spread out in his hands one by one.
In the first picture, Yang Mei closed one eye and opened the other, winking with a single eye with pink bubbles coming out of it, and two flashing words on it: Lovers.
In the second photo, Yang Mei is sitting obediently on the ground holding a bottle with two shining words on it: son.
In the third photo, Yang Mei is wearing an apron and bending over to mop the floor. There are two shining words on it: Mom.
In the fourth photo, Yang Mei was angrily unbuckling her belt, with two flashing words on it: Dad.
In the fifth picture, Yang Mei stretched out a hand, making a holding gesture, with two flashing words on it: Brother.
Xia Bai saw Yang Mei’s skill, which might be card drawing. To say that card drawing is not accurate is because he can directly choose the card.
Combined with his identity as a ghost fan, his skill should be able to choose to be a ghost's lover, son, mother, father and brother, or have these identity filters, which can make the ghosts who see him regard him as the identity on the ghost card he chose.
In this game, it was obvious that he chose the Lover Card which was the most useful.
Xia Bai didn't know much about the entertainment industry, he just occasionally heard his classmates talk about fans, career fans and the like, the most common ones he heard were girlfriend fans, wife fans and boyfriend fans. Of course there were also mother fans, and it was OK to choose sons.
No wonder Ling Changye said they have an advantage, it’s too great an advantage.
Yang Mei blinked and pushed the ID card towards Ling Changye again, but Ling Changye did not respond.
Yang Mei wrote in the notebook: "Captain, am I going to use my skills now? Which identity do you want to use?"
Ling Changye: "No. Dad."
“…”
Xia Bai soon understood why Yang Zhi asked Ling Changye this. Ling Changye, the specific skill range and usage are unclear, but it must be related to skill replication.
Yang Mei wanted Ling Changye to copy and use his skills.
Xia Bai had a deeper understanding of what Ling Changye meant by the advantages.
Ling Changye wrote in the little notebook again: "Ghost?"
Are you sure the judges and those audience members are ghosts?
It seems that Yang Mei's skills are indeed only aimed at non-humans, but he has become a little accustomed to this skill.
As they were communicating, the producer suddenly read out a name, "Ling Changye."
"The next person to perform on stage is trainee Ling Changye."
Almost all the players looked at Ling Changye. Yang Mei was a little anxious and flicked the skill on her phone again.
Ling Changye shook his head before going up. He put his windbreaker on the chair and walked slowly onto the stage.
If you didn't know that he was the captain of the assault team, he really looked like an idle young master from a wealthy family, a little noble, very idle, with a smile on his face that could be said to be that of a family member.
[Wow, this one looks good and isn’t nervous. ]
[Am I the only one who thinks his smile looks fake? ]
[Looks like a pretty boy.]
[Pretending to be cool, she even wore a jade ring when performing on stage. 】
Ling Changye smiled and said, "Hello, three judges, hello everyone. I am trainee Ling Changye. Please take care of me."
He was not in a hurry to start performing like those players. He left just enough time to read the comments and gave the judges a chance to speak.
None of the three judges found fault with him. The talent instructor asked, "What talent show are you bringing? Do you need props?"
"Yes, please give me a suona." Ling Changye said politely.
All the players were stunned.
Many players have gradually realized that they don't have to sing and dance on stage like idol trainees, they can perform something special and related to their skills. The players of Shengyou Guild and Banyue Group thought Ling Changye had also realized this and wanted to take the opportunity to guess what his skills were, but they didn't expect him to ask for a suona.
Even if we don't talk about those conspiracies and plots, the suona and the man himself don't match at all!
The suona was brought up quickly.
Idol 404 is indeed a high-quality program of Hua Ning TV Station in the game. They seem to have all the props you want, and the quality is very good. This suona looks like brass. When Ling Changye holds it in his hand, the deep blue jade and brass echo each other under the lights of the stage. The suona seems to have lost its rogue temperament and has a more retro and elegant taste.
Ling Changye put the suona reed into his mouth, lowered his eyes and started to play.
After listening for a few seconds, Xia Bai's eyes lit up slightly. He loved watching funerals. Whenever there was a funeral in Minshi Village, he would always be there. He also often went to the funeral to supervise. After watching so many funerals, he became familiar with the funeral music.
The song Ling Changye played was a funeral song, a song that Xia Bai had heard before, an adapted version of the song "Funeral Music".
If Xia Bai were to ask which musical instrument is the perfect match for funeral music, he would definitely choose suona. This musical instrument, which was born in the vast northern land, can best express the deep and tragic emotions in a hearty and suppressed way.
This adapted version of "Funeral Music" temporarily changes to major key at the strongest point. It starts out like a low, sad and helpless sob, then slowly becomes an uncontrollable cry of grief, and finally becomes gradually passionate, adding grandeur and decisiveness to the sadness of the melody.
He acted out a man's death.
His strong fingers held the brass suona, his upper and lower lips were naturally relaxed, and he stared at a certain place, as if saying goodbye.
The sound of mournful music sounded as if ghosts were weeping.
The tone changed suddenly, as if a ghost was looking back suddenly.
At some point, the comments on the four screens suddenly became fewer. Xia Bai looked up and saw a few ratings pop up among the scattered comments. Many of them were B and C, and he even saw an A.
He turned around and looked at Ling Changye on the stage. Ling Changye didn't use any skills, but he used emotions?
At least he used his brain. He was testing whether these audience members were ghosts.
He probably thought that the person in front of him was most likely a ghost, which was why he chose this performance so decisively.
Every ghost has experienced death, or a funeral can remind them of the past, or perhaps there is no one to see them off, and they can be satisfied at this moment.
If they were really ghosts, Ling Changye's rating for this game would definitely not be low.
Sure enough, more than 60% of online viewers gave a rating of C or above, and including the judges', his final rating was C, the highest so far.
Ling Changye didn't say much. He immediately returned to his idle young master's appearance, with a smile on his face. He bowed and said, "Thank you, everyone."
On his way back, the players were all looking at him. Facing the players' gazes, he had no reaction just like he did to the barrage of comments on the screen. Just like when he left, he sat back in his seat leisurely.
Ling Changye opened a door for everyone, and the players who went up afterwards all leaned towards this direction.
The first female player from the Operations Department of the Game Management Bureau who went up after him sang "Farewell Outside the Long Pavilion" with a sad voice and expression, and got an E grade.
A male player from the Half Moon Group went up and performed a sacrificial dance. His movements were flexible yet powerful, and he expressed his piety and faith in every move, and he also got an E grade.
As more and more people followed suit, the effect began to decline. Later, F-grade ratings began to appear one after another, and the online audience began to become impatient.
【What the hell are you doing to entertain us? 】
[Are we here to watch a variety show? Why are you all crying about your dad? ]
[Are we blind and unable to see imitation? ]
Even the judges started to feel unhappy.
The talent instructor smiled like a fake person, so beautiful that it was creepy. "Don't you have your own ideas and creations?"
The physical education teacher said sharply, "I see you guys can't laugh anymore."
It was at this time that Yang Mei's name was called.
When the producer called out "Yang Mei's" name, the already quiet player seating area suddenly seemed to stop breathing for a second, and then a low "grass" was heard from the bald man who was calculating which of the three clubs had the better rating.
The players looked everywhere for Yang Mei.
The person next to Xia Bai took off the thin layer of mask on his face, revealing his own face. Since there was a physical teacher for this talent show and appearance was so important, he had to at least use his own face, otherwise he might be scolded to death.
In front of them, Zhong Zicang, Zhang Runyue and Wang Wei looked back blankly following everyone's gaze.
Zhong Zicang was a player, and a player from the Game Management Bureau, so of course he knew who Yang Mei was, the number one player on the points ranking list, "Wan Gui Mi". When he saw that the energetic idiot who had been following them for the past few days was actually Yang Mei, he was in a trance.
Those from the Operations Department also looked over. Being in the same department, they were even more dazed. Who was that? He just asked for “her” contact information?
After Yang Mei took off her face mask, Ling Changye pointed to the lover card on his ID card.
Xia Bai saw that when Yang Mei officially used her supernatural powers, Ling Changye was watching her all the time. He wasn't very focused though. A faint blue light flashed in his eyes, passing from left to right like the light of a scanner.
The lover card disappeared from Yang Mei's hand. He put away his phone, trotted to the stage, and bowed deeply. His long hair fell down with his movements. "I can't hide. I'm late. Don't be angry."
[Fuck, why did I see my first love? ]
【Are you gay? 】
[Is this the so-called first love face? I seem to see my girlfriend too. ]
[Hehe, he has a fickle face. I knew at first glance that he would definitely cheat on me, and not just once.]
【Ah ...
Many players looked at the sudden change in the style of the barrage with a confused look on their faces.
They didn't understand. They knew that Yang Mei was a very famous leader on the list, and they also knew that he was good-looking, but they didn't understand why his style changed so quickly.
Speaking of good-looking, Liao Manni is also very pretty. Could it be that being stupid has a different kind of charm?
Only a few players looked speechless, and some couldn't help but grumble, "How the hell can we compare this?"
Yang Mei said: "But I don't have any talent to show off, how about I perform a bunny dance for everyone."
"The little white rabbit is so white, jumping around so cutely..."
Looking at the person jumping on the stage, all the players: "..."
[Wow! He is so cute! ]
[Ahhh, my nose is bleeding! ]
[I declare him my favorite trainee in the past two years! ]
[Please debut my baby, A is for you! 】
The players who tried to appreciate the bunny dance again: "..."
Silence is Cambridge tonight.
What the hell is the charm of the rabbit dance that makes these weirdos like it so much!
Yang Mei received the first and only B in the initial evaluation.
I also got the producer's first laugh of the night, even though it was a scary laugh, "Yang Mei is a natural idol, this stage is built for you."
He trotted back happily, amid the bewilderment of many people and the gnashing of teeth of some others, "I just said that I am professionally qualified."
When the player after him came on stage, he also did the bunny dance.
After Ling Changye played a piece of "Funeral Music" for the audience, the first two who followed suit achieved good results. He was the first to go on stage after Yang Mei. He came up in a daze and quickly danced a rabbit dance. He felt a little lucky, but also inexplicably panicked.
[She looks like she's in her thirties. Isn't it disgusting that she's still pretending to be cute at such an old age? ]
[What the hell, you're using this simple move to deal with us? ]
【Get out of here! 】
F-Class.
The player came down crying.
I cried because of the vicious words in the comments, or maybe because I felt wronged.
After Yang Mei, the studio fell into silence and tension again. The players who came on stage faced three terrifying judges, barrages full of hostility and hostility, and the unknown and terrifying punishments closely linked to them. The tension escalated step by step and became more and more depressing.
The next small rebound was when the bald man from the Holy Tour Guild came to power.
The bald man is called Liu Qiang, and he is a veteran player of the Shengyou Guild. He performed Sichuan Opera face-changing on stage, using the classic "face-pulling" technique, and each time he pulled, his face changed into a different one.
However, unlike the masks in the drama, his faces were real bloody human faces, each with a different expression, vividly showing the joys, sorrows, anger and happiness of life with a background of fear.
Xia Bai recognized the bald man’s in-game identity through his skills, the [Man of Thousand Faces] who was in the top 30 of the ranking list.
The bald guy got a D grade.
After him, other players used their own skills and tried to create unique performances to attract the audience's attention.
When it was Xia Bai's turn, there were only two people in the audience who had not yet gone on stage.
Thanks to Yang Mei following him these days and getting training under all kinds of attention, when Xia Bai went on stage, facing the gazes of so many audiences and the scrutiny of three judges, he actually felt okay.
[This guy looks so stupid, is he a fool? ]
[He looks OK, and there is nothing wrong with his facial features. ]
[How can there be no problem? I feel like there is something wrong with his eyes. Is he blind? ]
The physical education teacher frowned: "You can't smile? How about your facial expression management?"
Xia Bai: "This is my character, a silly little cutie."
“…”
[This is the first time I’ve seen a character being established so openly. ]
【I hate stupidity. 】
[Is he just making excuses for not being able to laugh? ]
The physical education teacher was speechless for a moment, so the talent teacher followed the procedure and asked, "What is your talent show? Do you need props?"
"Yes." Xia Bai said, "Can you give me a cadaver teacher?"
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It is worthy of being a high-quality underworld program of Huaning TV Station. It has all kinds of props. They really found a cadaver teacher for Xia Bai.
Xia Bai confirmed again: "Are you really a cadaver teacher? I want to teach an anatomy promotion class, and only cadaver teachers who have signed a contract can do that."
“…”
The staff showed him the donation contract, and Xia Bai read it carefully before starting.
He actually gave the ghosts an anatomy experiment class, using the medical knowledge he learned at Peace Medical College. "In fact, there are many medical anatomy documentaries and popular science films that give people..."
What he wanted to say was that there were such popular science films for humans to watch, and Xia Bai felt that not only humans had the right to watch them, but ghosts also had the right. Some of them might have donated their bodies and become cadaver teachers, and they had the right to know what cadaver teachers usually did in the laboratory building of the medical school. He wanted to take this opportunity to fill the gap in popular science.
But, would it be heartbreaking to directly mention people and ghosts?
Xia Bai decided not to say anything more and to express himself through practical actions, very seriously and to represent the level of students of Heping Medical College.
【？ 】
【？ ？ ？】
[Stop it now, you f*cking bastard! ]
【What a waste! 】
[I’m angry! I’m angry!]
The barrage of comments increased sharply and could not fit on the four large screens. The comments in the front were covered by the comments behind them just for a second, as if countless ghosts squeezed in and shouted at Xia Bai to stop.
Xia Bai was unaware of anything. When he looked up, he saw that 90,000 viewers had given him an F.
“…”
He remembered that when Liao Manni was the first to go on stage, there were only about a thousand audience members participating in the rating.
This is not the end yet. The number of viewers who rated the film was growing rapidly, and in the end, more than 100,000 viewers gave Xia Baile an F.
Physical education teacher: F.
Talent instructor: F.
Xia Bai: “…”
Only the producer gave him an A, the only A he gave on the initial evaluation stage, but he alone could not change the overall situation. Xia Bai's final rating was undoubtedly a high F.
Xia Bai, who was kind-hearted, was confused and a little sad.
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