"Interstellar Music Competition? Invite me to participate?" Ye Ling was slightly stunned when she saw the information on the screen. This move was a bit unexpected!
An enthusiastic voice came from the communicator: "That's right! Miss Ye Ling, we sincerely invite you to participate in the mecha performance of this competition. Your mecha operation is really eye-catching!"
Ye Ling raised her hand to interrupt him, her brows furrowed as she muttered to herself, "Music competition... mecha... this... are they asking me to do square dance in a mecha?" A sly glint flashed in her eyes as she suddenly thought of something. "Perhaps, we can come up with something new!"
She had just started thinking about how to make the most of the mecha when rumors started coming from outside.
No one knew which big mouth leaked the news that she was going to participate in the music competition, and then rumors like "Ye Ling is just a mecha repairman, she knows nothing about music!" and "Have you forgotten that she repaired a mecha so hard that it exploded last time?" spread on the Internet like a virus.
Ye Ling looked at the disgusting comments on the computer and her mouth twitched. It was like she was being blamed for something she hadn't seen before.
She dared to swear that she was definitely not just someone who could "tinker" with the mecha, that was real care and meticulousness!
These keyboard warriors really talk without any worries!
The air seemed to be filled with a sour smell, and the rumors were like a dark cloud, making her feel a little breathless.
In order to come up with the performance idea as soon as possible, Ye Ling decided to find Irelia, the performance creative consultant of this competition.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw Irelia flipping through a thick book of classical music, exuding an "antique" aura.
"Ms. Irelia, I want to add some new elements to the mecha show this time, such as..." Ye Ling was interrupted by Irelia before she finished speaking.
"New elements? Young people, stop thinking about all those fancy things. Mecha performances should return to tradition and embody the dignity and power of mechas!" Irelia crossed her arms, a look of disdain on her face. "You young people are just too impetuous!"
Ye Ling was speechless. This old lady was simply unyielding.
"But my idea is to make the mecha performance more entertaining and more technological..."
"Sense of technology? The mecha itself is the crystallization of technology. How do you want it to be technological? Besides, what do you know about acting?" Irelia's tone became more and more tough, and the atmosphere in the room became tense in an instant, as if the air had solidified.
Ye Ling frowned. She felt like she had punched cotton, completely powerless. What was going on in this old antique's head?
She took a deep breath and suppressed her irritation. "So how do you think we should perform?"
"Of course, it should be done in the most classic way, allowing the mecha to show its original strength! You don't need to add any personal ideas!" Irelia said firmly, not giving Ye Ling any chance to refute.
Ye Ling looked at her and sneered, "Really? I think..."
At this moment, Ye Ling's light brain flashed, and a strange ID sent her a message, which read: "Give up, you are destined to lose..." Rumors are like mosquitoes in the summer afternoon, "buzzing" around the ears, making people want to slap them to death.
Ye Ling looked at those comments that showed she had turned against the party, and she felt like she had swallowed a fly, with a feeling of nausea rushing to her head.
The friends who had been cheering her on began to be evasive, with a hint of suspicion and alienation in their eyes, as if she was a mobile bomb that could explode at any time.
The air was filled with an oppressive feeling called "distrust". Ye Ling felt like she was covered by transparent glass. The eyes around her pierced her like needles, and every look was full of scrutiny and questioning.
She took a deep breath, trying to get rid of the suffocating feeling, but it seemed to be of no use.
Irelia's old-fashioned head seemed to be filled with paste, and she couldn't hear anything anyone said.
Ye Ling simply stopped wasting words with her and turned to delve into the database, starting to cram on mecha performance and various types of music.
Her fingers slid rapidly across the light screen, and all kinds of data and music scores flooded into her mind like a tide.
Suddenly, a light bulb went off in her head and she thought of the ancient mecha core!
Aren’t those mysterious patterns and profound energy fluctuations the coolest performance materials?
Ye Ling decided to combine the combat moves of the mecha with the exciting rhythm of music, so that the mecha would no longer be a cold machine, but a powerful dancer.
She began to simulate various movements, and the mecha seemed to come alive in her hands, sometimes sweeping like a hurricane, sometimes as swift as lightning. The movements were full of power and beauty. With the beat of the music, the whole space became boiling.
She seemed to have found a whole new dimension and was immersed in her own world.
When Ye Ling showed this preliminary demo version to Irelia, the old lady's originally disdainful face froze instantly, and her mouth opened so wide that it seemed as if she could swallow an egg.
She pointed at the screen tremblingly, and after a long time she squeezed out a sentence: "Is this... is this really... a mecha show?" The surprise and confusion in her eyes were like seeing the sun rise from the west.
Ye Ling's mouth corners slightly raised, and a confident smile bloomed on her face. She knew that her idea was absolutely correct!
The whole room was filled with an atmosphere of surprise that said, "I am indeed a genius!" She felt her body was full of energy and she couldn't wait to let the whole world see her creativity!
Her fingertips tapped lightly on the computer, her eyes full of anticipation, "Maybe I should find some friends to share this with..."
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