Under the spotlight.
Zhang Tingting, dressed in ancient costume, danced gracefully.
Her song depicted the love of ancient people.
The lyrics carried an ancient charm, and the chords were played by commonly used ancient musical instruments.
Combined with her meticulously rehearsed dance, it truly felt authentic.
At the judges' table.
Park Guo Chang was Zhang Tingting's mentor.
It was he who had turned for Zhang Tingting initially.
Now, seeing her performance, he couldn't help but nod in approval.
"Tingting's singing has improved a lot compared to before. This song praises ancient love, which fits our theme of promoting ancient culture," he whispered to the other judges.
"It's decent. Her singing has indeed improved, but I think using ancient love as a theme is too common," said mentor Zhou Ning, offering a different opinion. He was Lin Yanyu's mentor.
As soon as he finished speaking, two other judges couldn't contain themselves: "Young people today like this. I have a premonition that Tingting's song will become a new hit. With our show's exposure, it might even surpass last month's 'Chi Ling'."
"I think so too. I wonder what Teacher Qin Xu thinks?"
After the two finished, everyone looked towards Qin Xu.
This Qin Xu, over sixty years old, was the oldest and most senior among the judges.
He had once become famous across the country with his classic song "An Hua."
However, apart from "An Hua," he hadn't produced any other notable works, essentially being an artist who lived off one song for his entire career.
"I agree with mentor Zhou Ning's view. The theme of this song is too..."
"Hey, Tingting has finished singing. Let's not discuss it for now." Qin Xu was interrupted by Park Guo Chang before he could finish.
He then swallowed the rest of his words.
He glanced at the other judges.
Except for Zhou Ning, the other three were looking at the stage.
However, the fleeting look of amusement in their eyes was unconcealed.
"Teacher Qin Xu!" Zhou Ning said indignantly, wanting to say something.
He was stopped by Qin Xu.
Park Guo Chang and the other two had always been on very good terms.
Zhou Ning, on the other hand, was only in his thirties and lacked sufficient seniority in the music industry.
Qin Xu had the seniority, but because he only had one widely popular song, he was often looked down upon by Park Guo Chang and the other two.
Although they outwardly treated him as a senior, they often joked about him behind his back.
They said he was lucky to have encountered a good song that could sustain him for a lifetime.
Despite feeling bitter about this, Qin Xu could do nothing, as it was the reality, and he couldn't refute it.
He had a people-pleasing personality and generally remained neutral in competitions.
Thus, although "Good Voice" seemingly had five judges, it was effectively controlled by Park Guo Chang and the other two.
Zhang Tingting had finished singing.
The backup dancers had also retreated.
She was slightly breathless but maintained a smile.
She had performed her best, and now it was time for Lin Yanyu to perform, followed by the judges' scoring.
Once she passed this stage, it would be time to ascend to the championship throne.
"Thank you, student Zhang Tingting, for bringing us such a wonderful performance. Let's give her a round of applause!"
After the host finished speaking, he was the first to applaud.
Warm applause and cheers erupted from the audience.
"Next, please welcome the last contestant of today, student Lin Yanyu!"
The host dragged out the pronunciation of Lin Yanyu's name significantly.
This instantly made the venue erupt with excitement once more.
"Brother Yu, what did you think of that song just now?"
Gong Ju Ren asked with a smile, tilting his head.
Su Yu was startled and quickly waved his hands, "I don't know, don't ask me!"
His reaction was extremely strong.
Gong Ju Ren's question reminded him of that commanding man at the opera gala previously.
He had also been asked questions after the performance.
Since then, whenever someone asked him for his opinion, he would simply reply, "I saw it with my eyes."
He had been so traumatized by that lunatic that he had developed a psychological shadow.
He was afraid the other person would suddenly blurt out, "You should call me Dad."
"Ahem... alright." Gong Ju Ren was puzzled by Su Yu's strong reaction.
However, seeing that Su Yu didn't want to answer, he didn't press further.
At this moment, Lin Yanyu had walked to the center of the stage.
"Our campus belle Lin is really beautiful today." To avoid an awkward atmosphere, he changed the topic.
"Yes, she is. This qipao perfectly showcases her figure," Su Yu nodded.
He hadn't seen Lin Yanyu for some time.
Seeing her suddenly, he felt an indescribable emotion.
Her long legs, accentuated by high heels, could be described as perfect.
Moreover, she had applied exquisite makeup, and her entire demeanor had changed. Previously, she had a sweet style, but now she was dignified and elegant, with a touch of boldness.
"Do you want to have her?" Gong Ju Ren suddenly said.
"Want... what nonsense!" Su Yu almost fell into the trap he had set.
He playfully hit him on the head and said, "Don't set these kinds of traps for me. I have a girlfriend!"
"Heh heh, don't worry, this isn't a trap." Gong Ju Ren rubbed his head and gave a mysterious smile.
Su Yu was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"
Gong Ju Ren shook his head, "You'll know soon."
He was Lin Yanyu's special envoy.
Responsible for bringing Su Yu to the event.
He had only learned about this job a few days ago.
According to the information revealed by Lin Yanyu, not only he, but also Su Yu's roommates, Su Yu's parents, and Jiang Xiao E from Xinghui, all knew about this matter.
Everyone was waiting for her to confess her feelings on the "Good Voice" stage.
The only one unaware was Su Yu, the person involved.
Lin Yanyu had finished her preparations.
The curtain was completely drawn open.
Her hair was tied into a ponytail, adorned with a red ribbon. She wore a white qipao, embroidered with a landscape painting in ink.
She held a microphone in her left hand and gently waved a paper fan in her right.
Behind her stood a porcelain vase, two meters tall.
This porcelain vase was naturally not real, but a prop she had prepared.
On the porcelain, blue patterns depicted flowers and trees, with a phoenix perched on a branch, lifelike.
"Porcelain?"
"Blue and white porcelain?"
"Did she write a song related to porcelain?"
"This theme is quite novel. Porcelain is also a Chinese national treasure."
"However, this theme is difficult to write a song about. I'm suddenly looking forward to it..."
The audience below whispered amongst themselves.
After all, Chinese culture has a long history, and porcelain culture is an inseparable part of it.
Like opera, it is one of China's top ten national treasures.
It is also a traditional culture that neighboring countries have coveted for a long time.
A song with such a theme, if written well, would be a bonus, but if written poorly, it would likely be heavily criticized by keyboard warriors.
"What is she going to perform?" Zhou Ning was stunned.
As Lin Yanyu's mentor, he naturally knew her competition song.
It was a song written by an intermediate producer.
Just now, he was worried that Lin Yanyu's song quality might not match her opponent's.
But now, what was the deal with the blue and white porcelain suddenly appearing on stage?
Did she have a new song, and was it about blue and white porcelain?
Then why didn't she tell him?