ocean-life Chapter 211, Part 5
Chapter 211, Part 5
The words fell.
The lottery tube was brought out.
The male trainees in Li Ronghao's group were staring at Jiang Baizhi with eyes that were brighter than a scoring machine.
While they nervously reached for the lottery ticket, they were also secretly admiring Jiang Bai's good looks out of the corner of their eyes.
"Goddess... This might be the closest I've ever been to her in my entire life."
"If I get eliminated, I won't even have the chance to stand in the same background as her!"
"Go for it! For Goddess Bai Zhi, I'll sing my heart out to get into the top six!"
A strange fighting spirit spread wildly on the left side of the stage.
After the draw.
Jiang Bai stood in the middle and reached into the tube to pick out a piece of paper.
Let's take a look.
Number: 5.
"Fifth performance? That's right, the middle spot."
Jiang Bai handed the autograph to the staff member, and subconsciously glanced at the audience below.
Thanks to the terrifying boost of his 13 points of charm, he could even feel an invisible gravitational pull in the air.
The moment the audience met his gaze, their eyes invariably changed from "serious scrutiny" to "dazzled fascination."
"Tongzi, look at the way these audience members are looking at me. I feel like they're holding engagement rings instead of scoring devices!"
"Who made these rules? Isn't this just giving me free points?"
Jiang Bai felt a pang of sadness:
"With my current charisma, even if I just stood there blankly on stage, I reckon these people would still give me a 9.9 score."
"This isn't a competition, it's a massive case of beauty-based bullying!"
.......
At this moment, in the back-end control room.
"Achoo!"
Wang Dazhong rubbed his nose and muttered, "Who's talking about me?"
The assistant director, still looking at the monitor, leaned closer with some concern:
"Director Wang, are we really going to give all the voting rights to the audience?"
"The tutor didn't get a single point. What if something goes wrong?"
"trouble?"
Wang Dazhong, with his legs crossed, pointed at the group of male trainees in Li Ronghao's group on the screen who were practically drooling, and sneered:
"Just look at those people, and you'll understand why I'm handing over all the control to the audience!"
"In the backstage monitoring just now, those fourth and third turn players in Li Ronghao's group were saying to each other privately, 'If we face Jiang Baizhi, I'll deliberately let her win.'"
"If this were to follow the original design and have a head-to-head competition, the show would become 'China's Easy Defeat'!"
"As for not giving tutors the authority to grade......"
"You know, Jiang Baizhi is going to sing a patriotic song next, so the judges' scores were incredibly close!"
"It's hard to say how many points to give, as netizens will definitely argue against it."
Wang Dazhong's eyes were cunning, revealing a wisdom unique to Lao Liu:
"But it's fair if the audience gives the scores."
"They won't give it a high score just because it's a patriotic song."
"They only care whether the song is good or not!"
"and--"
He paused, looking as if he had everything under control, and his tone became somewhat deep:
"This is also the easiest way to 'reasonably' eliminate Jiang Baizhi into the revival pool."
"If the mentors eliminate Jiang Baizhi, netizens will question it."
"But there's no doubt that the audience eliminated Jiang Baizhi."
"You've all seen Jiang Baizhi's lyrics; they're not only fine, they're actually excellent!"
"There's no room for criticism on the lyrics, but what about the final result of the performance?"
"After all, everyone has different tastes and styles. If she accidentally falls into the pool because she 'feels it's not suitable' or 'it's too solemn and unappealing,' netizens will only lament the loss and wish they could see Jiang Baizhi rescued as soon as possible, and might even come to our program as viewers!"
"That's called prediction!"
Wang Dazhong looked at the unrealistically beautiful Jiang Baizhi on the screen and chuckled:
"Bai Zhi, Bai Zhi, for the sake of The Voice's ratings, you'll have to go soak in the pool first!"
"Director, I've prepared a truly earth-shattering 'redemption scene' for you!"
On stage, Jiang Bai looked at the number 5 in his hand and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
"Strange...why does it smell like the sly scent of an old fox?"
.......
Inside the studio, the heavy subwoofer made the floor tremble slightly.
The first trainee had already taken the stage under immense pressure. His heart-wrenching screams pierced through the walls, making the air in the lounge seem thinner.
At this moment, the top ten players from both teams were crammed into the same large lounge.
The five students who advanced from Li Ronghao's group no longer had any awareness of being opponents.
Each person held their phone, like believers queuing to receive communion, their expressions radiant.
"Goddess Bai Zhi, um... can I add you on WeChat?"
"I didn't mean anything by it, I just wanted to discuss music theory, really!"
"Bai Zhi, I'm a fan of your looks and your songs. Let's add each other as friends. From now on, I'll be your informant in Li Ronghao's group!"
Jiang Bai sat on the sofa, took out his phone, skillfully switched to his alternate account, and scanned the QR codes one by one.
"I've added them. Good luck, everyone." Jiang Bai nodded slightly, his tone as cool as the moon.
"Alright! With that from the goddess, I think I can hit two more high notes!"
"Go for it, goddess! We'll go ahead and scout the way for you!"
Several young men and women, clutching their phones, looked as if they had won the lottery, each one radiating happiness, and they strode confidently to the other side of the bench.
After everyone left.
Xiao Ai rushed over, her face scrunched up with worry in her eyes.
She clutched the fortune slip marked "10" tightly in her hand, her voice low:
"Goddess Bai Zhi, I just heard from the staff that you're planning to sing and play the guitar live for your new song?"
Jiang Bai nodded: "Yes, what's wrong?"
"Your preparation time is far too tight!"
Xiao Ai handed her lot to Jiang Bai, looking like she was about to bravely face her death. "I drew number 10. I'll be the last one to go."
"How about we switch? You take my number 10, and that will give a few more people time to familiarize themselves with the piece and the accompaniment."
"I...I'll go up and hold off for you! Anyway, I'm not that strong, I probably won't make it to the finals."
Seeing Xiao Ai's worried expression, Jiang Bai felt a warmth in his heart, but he still smiled and shook his head, casually pushing the lot back.
"Silly girl, number 5 is the prime spot, right in the middle, where the audience's emotions are at their peak."
"Besides, I'm already very familiar with the piece."
Jiang Bai gently patted her shoulder, a gesture so tender that it made the surrounding students' eyes practically pop out of their heads with envy.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
"Keep number 10, and go up last to give them a perfect ending."
"But......."
"Listen to me, go and get ready."
Jiang Bai's eyes were firm, exuding an inexplicable domineering aura.
Xiao Ai was startled by that gaze, her face flushed slightly, and she could only nod nervously as she walked away, turning back to look at him every few steps.