bestfiction Chapter 417 Looking Up to God!
Chapter 417 Looking Up to God!
Jiang Bai couldn't help but smile slightly on stage, his eyes brimming with starlight-like laughter.
These four mentors are all comedians.
They were much more vibrant than the celebrities he remembered.
Hua Shao, standing to the side, was laughing so hard his face was flushed from lack of oxygen that he winked at Zhang Xingzhe.
That smug look.
It was as if he had just received a hundred lame jokes wholesale from Li Ronghao.
"Thank you, Teacher Zhe, for giving us the most 'bromance-filled' regret of the season, and thank you, Bai Zhi, for bringing us such a beautiful song!"
Hua Shao abruptly tossed his head, his expression hardening, his voice becoming high-pitched and urgent:
"Alright! Authentic, delicious herbal tea, authentic, delicious voting!"
"At this moment when the audience's exes all stand up, what score will Bai Zhi's 'Later' receive?"
"All audience members and judges, please pick up your 'Smash Where You Don't Know' scoring devices!"
"For Bai Zhi's talent, and for Teacher Zhe's male deskmate, please give her a score that you all think is appropriate!"
"Now, please look at the big screen!"
"Step-by-Step Learning Machine Voting System, Countdown - Start!"
At Hua Shao's command, the huge LED screen on the stage backdrop lit up instantly.
Three enormous golden numbers, "3, 2, 1," exploded with a deafening roar, accompanied by the thunderous sound of war drums!
"Voting begins—!!!"
In that instant, all the thousand audience members, along with the mentors, pressed their scoring buttons in unison.
The score bar chart on the screen.
The moment the scoring begins, it drifts vertically upwards in a manner similar to a rocket taking off!
100.......500.......800.......
The audience members didn't even blink.
Just kidding, ratings are nothing to Goddess Jiang Baizhi.
This is no longer a scoring system; this is a sacrifice to the gods!
soon.
The score on the screen has easily surpassed 1,500.
A series of lighthearted chatter erupted from the audience, completely devoid of the tension that had been present during the first group of matches.
"1500? As expected!"
"Even Zhang Xingzhe thought of his male classmate. If I don't get 1,500 yuan, I'll eat this phone on the spot!"
"It's 1700!"
"The goddess is playing like a rock solid this time. My only question now is whether she can break her previous record of 1995 points?"
"Uncertain, after all, it's a near-perfect score."
"I Love You, China" embodies righteousness, while "Later" expresses murderous intent. Regardless of whether they surpass each other, it's undeniable that both songs are rare masterpieces!"
Soon, the score reached 1900.
At that moment, the noise in the entire venue finally subsided.
Whether it was the paparazzi who were playing on their phones or the other contestants who were nervously rehearsing their lines backstage, they were all staring intently at the constantly changing screen.
1920...1950...
Every second the red line jumped felt like a whip lashing the hearts of the audience.
Their hearts kept screaming:
Almost there! Almost there! Almost at 1995 points!
Nayoung, sitting in the mentor's seat, was casually crossing her legs.
Humming the tune of "Later," he looked defiantly at his three old buddies beside him:
"What are you looking at? Envious? Jealous?"
"Li Ronghao, try banning one more and see what happens!"
"Wang Feng, does your rock song sound particularly 'hot' today?"
"Zhang Xingzhe, how about after we finish recording, I'll go with you to a roadside stall to look for your male classmate?"
The three male instructors had completely lost the will to resist.
Lee Ronghao pushed up his glasses, his small eyes filled with a deep sense of helplessness:
"Sister Na, as you know, this is all arranged by the production team."
"However, when Bai Zhi sings in the future, the director will arrange a private room for me. I'm afraid that if I cry too much here, it will go viral on social media."
As everyone held their breath in suspense...
The golden numbers on the screen trembled suddenly and emitted a crisp "ding".
next second.
The score is frozen!
[1997 points!]
boom--!!!
At that moment, the cheers that erupted in the studio were eight decibels louder than when the song had just been heard!
"1997! My goodness! Two points higher than last time!"
"She got 1997 out of 2000? Bai Zhi is amazing!"
"Where are the remaining three points? Who didn't press the button?!"
"That's right, step forward, I'm sending you to Lanxiang Technical School for further training!"
"Someone probably cried themselves unconscious and didn't have the strength to press down!"
"It's also possible that Mr. Zhang Xingzhe accidentally pressed the minus sign because he was missing his male deskmate too much?"
Hua Shao's eyes widened the moment he saw the score:
"1997 points!! Jiang Baizhi!"
"You actually surpassed the previous score of 1995 points by a full two points!"
"What does this mean?"
"This means that, in the eyes of these thousand audience members tonight, you have completely won them over!"
The trainees below the stage were completely speechless at this point.
Xiao Ai sat in the spot where Jiang Bai had just been, staring at the number on the big screen with sparkling eyes and an excited expression.
"Bai Zhi truly deserves to be called a talented woman; the only one who can defeat her is herself!"
The people next to Jiang Baizhi, with her yellow dress and her back to them, had an unprecedented look of piety in their eyes.
When someone is slightly better than you, you feel jealous and want to trip them up.
When someone is a level above you, you'll strive to catch up and try to play by the rules.
But when someone is far superior to you, even to the point of being from a different species...
The only option is to kneel down and look up to the arrival of a miracle!
And they currently belong to this kind of mindset of worshipping God!
At the center of the stage, that bright yellow figure, under the spotlight of millions of watts of light, appeared even more sacred and otherworldly.
On the big screen, the score of 1997, flashing with golden light, stunned the entire audience like a divine oracle.
Jiang Bai lifted her skirt, maintaining a perfect expression of "joy at being affirmed".
With her head slightly lowered, her fair and slender neck appeared almost transparent under the warm light.
However, in his mind, he was frantically slamming his fist on the table at the system.
"Chief, what's the deal with the remaining three points?"
Jiang Bai looked on incredulously:
"When I belted out 'Later,' even Wang Feng started to question his existence. Li Ronghao's small eyes were practically double-lidded from crying, and he still missed a perfect score by three points?"
"Did my attractiveness drop because I wasn't wearing white stockings today?"
[Ding! Host, please take note of your insane destructive power. The three points lost are not due to a lack of charm, but because you sang those three audience members out of the loop.]
Jiang Bai was taken aback: "What? The connection was lost during the performance?"
Just then.
In the third row of the audience, a young male audience member wearing a plaid shirt and glasses suddenly sneezed violently:
"Achoo—!!"
The sneeze sounded particularly abrupt in the studio, which had finally quieted down.
The male audience member was completely oblivious to the surprised looks from those around him.
He stared blankly at the BBK e-reader scoring device in his hand; the green light on it had gone out.
This means that scoring has stopped.
He lowered his head again, trembling, and looked at the phone in his other hand.
On the screen were WeChat messages he had sent out in a moment of madness when Jiang Bai sang "Later, I finally understood through tears." He was so caught up in the moment that his brain went blank, and he sent them out without thinking.
A row of them, all green light.
Just three seconds earlier, a reply popped up in the chat box that was enough to make him ascend to immortality:
【? 】
A simple question mark, like a heavy hammer blow, directly pulled the male viewer back to reality from the melancholy illusion created by Jiang Bai, and incidentally shattered his soul.
"It's over...it's all over."
The male audience member looked at the question mark, then glanced at Jiang Baizhi on stage, who was as beautiful as an angel and was smiling at him.
At that moment, he wished he could dig a hole in the floor of Kyoto TV station and bury himself in it.
He was so engrossed in listening to music that his soul seemed to leave his body, his hands were shaking like he had Parkinson's, and his mind was filled with the stubbornness he had at seventeen.
When he was voting, all he could think about was his ex-girlfriend. By the time he realized he was about to press the score button, the countdown had already reached zero!
"Oh no, not only did I fail to vote for Goddess Bai Zhi, but I'm also completely doomed!"
"Heavens above! I shouldn't have come to The Voice!"
This is the one-third that Jiang Bai lost.
[Ding! Detected an "ex-boyfriend bombing incident caused by the host's singing," causing extreme social anxiety in this viewer. Popularity +50000!]
And on the side.
Hua Shao regained his composure at this point.
He turned to look at Jiang Bai, his eyes filled with excitement and awe:
"Bai Zhi, it seems that everyone not only approves of your 'later' story, but they've practically poured their hearts into it."
"Regarding this score, which is so close to perfect, is there anything you'd like to say to yourself... or to everyone else?"
Jiang Bai bowed slightly, the bow in her hair swaying gently.
He took a deep breath and said slowly:
"I was shocked to see this score; I didn't expect everyone to like this song so much."
"Thank you all for your support. I will continue to work hard and live up to your expectations!"
Hua Shao nodded, a look of excitement on his face:
"Okay, Jiang Baizhi, go and rest now. We look forward to your second round of singing!"
"Next student, please come up on stage!"