The show "China's Good Voice" has begun.
The host is a famous celebrity from the entertainment channel, and his speaking speed can only be described as astonishing.
After the opening remarks,
it was time for the personal performances of the five mentors as they entered.
These individuals are all seasoned veterans of the music industry, renowned for many years.
Although they are no longer at the peak of their popularity, their professional capabilities are guaranteed. Coupled with their experience, they are more than capable of mentoring newcomers.
"Not bad. Any one of these people's singing skills could easily crush today's internet celebrities."
Su Yu sat in the audience, holding half a watermelon, happily munching on it.
Beside him, Gong Juren held the other half, using his spoon to scoop out the sweetest part from the center and place it onto Su Yu's side.
"Heh, the middle part is too sweet, I don't like it. Brother Yu, you like sweet things, it's all for you." Seeing Su Yu's questioning look, he smiled.
Su Yu then nodded in realization.
"Little Gong, have you been thinking about releasing new songs recently?"
Su Yu felt that since he had sung "What's There to Say" for Gong Juren, he could also let him sing "A Thousand Times by the Road."
After all, his vocal range was also very compatible with these songs.
"Ah?" Gong Juren was stunned at first upon hearing this.
The spoon in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
He instantly snapped to attention.
Then, with red-rimmed eyes, he said to Su Yu, "Yes! Of course, I want to!"
Anything produced by Su Yu is a guaranteed masterpiece!
The previous song, "What's There to Say," had already launched his career. If he released another one, he could finally become truly famous.
Thinking of this, he felt that everything he had done was worth it.
Gong Juren has decided that his life will be spent being Brother Yu's most loyal tool!
"Don't get too excited. I'll send you the demo when I have time so you can familiarize yourself with it," Su Yu said, patting his shoulder.
However, he accidentally smeared some watermelon juice onto Gong Juren's clothes, leaving a red handprint on his white shirt.
"Sorry, I wasn't paying attention..." he apologized.
"It's fine. I thought this shirt was too plain anyway. Brother Yu's touch here instantly makes it look more vibrant."
Gong Juren picked up the spoon from the ground, his joy evident as he couldn't close his mouth.
He had decided in his heart that he was on the right path and would continue to work hard in the future. He couldn't let himself become conceited just because Brother Yu valued him.
Gong Juren wouldn't be that foolish.
If he followed Brother Yu, wouldn't he have good songs to sing in the future?
Thinking this, he picked up the spoon, scooped a large spoonful of watermelon, and put it in his mouth.
Out-of-season watermelon, very sweet!
...
Shuangqing City.
Shuangqing Academy of Arts.
Dorm Room 408.
"Zhou Tao, why the hell did your computer break now of all times!"
"The competition is about to start. If I can't see the campus belle Lin confess to Brother Yu, I'll delete all your study materials!"
Zhao De and Zhang Yang were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.
Meanwhile, Zhou Tao was holding the computer case, using his sleeve to wipe the memory stick.
"This shouldn't be happening. It was fine when I downloaded study materials last night..." he muttered urgently, his face filled with anxiety.
He was more anxious than anyone about the computer not being fixed, as all his precious study materials were inside. He hoped the hard drive was okay.
"Could it be a virus? Can you fix it? If not, I'll have to use the old method!" Zhang Yang couldn't wait any longer and approached Zhou Tao.
"What old method?" Zhou Tao looked up, confused.
Zhang Yang chuckled and glanced at Zhao De.
The latter nodded in understanding and grabbed Zhou Tao.
Zhang Yang snatched the memory stick from his hand, inserted it into the motherboard, and then laid the host flat.
He then chanted, "Buddha Tathagata, Jade Emperor, Bodhisattva Guanyin, bless me, the ultimate technique, God's Kick!"
After speaking, he took a deep breath and raised his foot to kick the host.
"Zhang Yang! Stop!"
Seeing this, Zhou Tao, despite his small frame, erupted with unprecedented strength, nearly breaking free from Zhao De's grasp.
However, it was only "nearly."
After all, his physique was comparable to Su Yu's previous state, and Zhao De, with his well-trained muscles, was not someone he could easily break away from.
"Bang!"
A dull thud.
A crack.
"What broke?" Zhang Yang muttered in confusion.
"It's my heart..." Zhou Tao said, his face ashen as he looked at the cracked computer case.
Just then.
The cooling fan let out a sharp screech.
The computer miraculously started to operate, the motherboard performed its self-check, and then, the screen lit up.
"It's working???" Zhou Tao's ashen face instantly lit up. "Haha, amazing, Zhang Yang!"
"God's Kick truly lives up to its reputation!" Zhao De also gave a thumbs-up.
After the computer finished booting up.
Zhou Tao cautiously checked the hard drive. His study materials were still there, and his "wives" were also still there. He finally let out a sigh of relief.
Then, he opened the live streaming platform and entered the live stream of "China's Good Voice."
"If Lin, the campus belle, hadn't told me personally, I definitely wouldn't have believed it."
"Yeah, when I heard her say on the phone that she was going to confess to Brother Yu, I was in a daze for a long time."
"It's hard to imagine that she's Brother Yu's online girlfriend. No wonder she was making his bed and bringing him milk tea."
"However, judging by the way Su Yu left, he's probably the only one who's still in the dark. I'm really looking forward to his reaction when he finds out the truth."
"Alas, after tonight, someone in our dorm will finally be out of single status..."
In dorm room 408, a chorus of paternalistic sighs could be heard.
...
At Su Yu's home.
His mother, Zhang Guizhi, finished clearing the dinner table and, without even washing the dishes, pulled Su Zhenguo to sit in front of the television.
"It's just starting. I heard that Little Lin's confession is scheduled for the end of the show, so don't panic."
Su Zhenguo was grinning from ear to ear.
A few days ago, Lin Yanyu, from somewhere, had found Zhang Guizhi's phone number and called her to explain the situation.
She had asked them to watch the show promptly that evening.
Upon hearing this news, Zhang Guizhi immediately called Su Zhenguo.
As a result, Su Zhenguo, who was supposed to work the night shift today, had already requested leave from his superiors early.
He hadn't seen what Lin Yanyu looked like, but thinking that she was a big celebrity, he naturally had no doubts about her appearance.
On the sofa, Zhang Guizhi linked her arm with Su Zhenguo's and rested her head on his shoulder.
"Zhenguo, let me tell you, that young lady is so beautiful and lively."
"She's pretty, and a big star. How could she fall for our son?"
Su Zhenguo was somewhat puzzled.
"Hmph, what do you mean by that? Our son isn't lacking either. In terms of looks, he's more handsome than those celebrities. In terms of talent, he was the top scorer in the college entrance examination, and now he can earn money by writing songs. He's worthy of her."
Zhang Guizhi glared at him and snorted.
"I'm just having trouble accepting it for a moment..." Su Zhenguo touched his nose and chuckled sheepishly.
He straightened his back and continued, "Of course, our son is handsome. You should see whose genes he got."
After saying that, he patted his chest.
"Pfft! Yes, yes, it was your looks that captivated me back then, and it's been over twenty years since then." Zhang Guizhi covered her mouth and chuckled, rubbing her head against her husband's shoulder.
"I admit that. In young people's terms, you're our Old Su's little fan girl," Su Zhenguo said, pinching his wife's cheek with his calloused hand.
He was very happy today, feeling as though a burden had been lifted from his heart.
"You say you're getting fat, and you're still puffing yourself up..." Zhang Guizhi glared at him.
But she didn't dodge, letting his rough hand pinch her.
"What, you don't admit it?" Su Zhenguo feigned displeasure.
"I admit it. I am your fan girl. I was before, and I am now." Zhang Guizhi's earlobes turned a little red.
"And in the future?"
"In the future too, forever..."