I'm not a theatre god

Chen Ling saw Qing Yi walking off the stage and smiled bitterly at herself.

"Are you disappointed?" Chen Ling asked.

"...Sigh." Li Qingshan looked at the judges, opened his mouth to say something, and finally sighed, "Maybe, maybe my acting is not good enough. I'll try my best next year..."

"Can't you see? They didn't even listen to your show."

"I know, this just means that I still have to practice. One day, I want them to look at me." Li Qingshan's voice was firm.

"..."

For a moment, Chen Ling couldn't tell whether Li Qingshan was really stupid or fake. Such stubborn people were rare.

"What age are we in, and there are still people singing opera?" sneers came from the side, and a tall figure glanced at Li Qingshan disdainfully, "You stupid fool with no brains and no eyesight, you can't sing even if you sing for a hundred years. Get out of this shitty town!"

"You?!" A hint of anger appeared on Li Qingshan's face.

"No. 23, No. 23 Wu Shaohua!"

There were shouts from the front, and the figure glanced at Li Qingshan provocatively and walked towards the stage with long strides.

Wu Shaohua...

Chen Ling remembered this name. He just found a large transfer amount with this name in Supervisor Sun's metal cabinet.

"Interesting...it looks like the script needs to be changed." Chen Ling looked at the figure striding onto the stage, her eyes flickering as if she was thinking about something.

Li Qingshan sighed, helplessly loosening his clenched fists in his sleeves, and said to Chen Ling with gloomy eyes:

"Brother Lin, let's go."

Li Qingshan once again failed to pass the preliminary examination, and there is no need to stay here anymore. What awaits him may be another round of spring and autumn... The man in green clothes stands alone outside the crowd, lonely and helpless.

"Why are you leaving?" Chen Ling said calmly.

"Ah? Do you want to continue watching?"

"The show hasn't started yet. It would be a pity to leave now." Chen Ling looked back at Li Qingshan, "Anyway, thank you for inviting me to dinner yesterday. From now on... we have never met and don't know each other. I understand. ?"

After saying that, Chen Ling turned around and walked to the other side of the venue.

"Brother Lin?"

Li Qingshan stared blankly at the departing Hongyi, not understanding what he meant. Just as he was about to step forward to ask, a burst of harsh singing came from the stage.

I saw Wu Shaohua standing in the center of the stage, holding a microphone in one hand and waving the other hand excitedly in the air, as if doing something.

"When you see an injustice on the road, roar!"

"When it's time to take action, take action!"

"The wind and fire are blowing across Kyushu~~~"

The wild voice echoed on the field, and everyone frowned subconsciously. This singing voice had no technique or breath at all. No, strictly speaking, it could only be regarded as rap, because even with such a simple melody, he had almost no On tune.

"Who is this person?"

"Wu Shaohua, is he from the Wu family in Wuzhen? His father seems to be a relative of some singer in the main city of Hongchen..."

"Wu Dongxuan?? Is he that famous singer? Is he a relative of Wu Dongxuan??"

"No wonder...you want to bring your juniors into the main city together?"

"But his singing is too bad, so we can't let him go, right?"

"..."

Everyone in the audience was whispering, but Wu Shaohua on the stage was completely immersed in his own world, singing more and more wantonly. In front of his wild voice, all the doubts seemed to disappear.

At the same time, the faces of the six judges were also a little ugly. They looked at each other, their eyes full of bitterness.

This money is really hard to earn...

"What is this guy doing, Lao Sun? He still hasn't come yet??"

"Yeah, is he busy too?"

"When this person finishes his performance, I'll go find him."

Several judges were talking and writing. Before Wu Shaohua finished singing, six "8"s were already recorded on the form.

"whispering sound……"

At this moment, a burst of laughter came from the side.

Amidst the murmurs of everyone, the laughter seemed particularly abrupt, and it happened to be stuck at the point where Wu Shaohua was breathing, causing Wu Shaohua's face to freeze while he was immersed in howling.

His singing stopped abruptly.

Everyone looked towards the direction of the laughter, and saw a figure in red leaning against the wall beside the stage. The black veil covered his face, but it could not hide his contemptuous and absurd smile. After the singing stopped, the laughter became clearer.

Wu Shaohua stared at Chen Ling in the corner, wishing to eat him alive. He held the microphone and spoke solemnly:

"why are you laughing?"

"Sorry, I've been feeling a little unwell lately." Chen Ling shrugged and said with a chuckle, "Sometimes I can't stop laughing...especially when I see funny things."

"Am I singing funny???"

"It's not funny, not funny at all." Chen Ling said seriously.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience couldn't help but whisper, mixed with chuckles. They looked at the furious Wu Shaohua on the stage, with expressions ready to watch a good show. After all, these people know some inside information. It would be okay if other capable people took the quota, but they are extremely dissatisfied with Wu Shaohua's level.

Chen Ling's appearance helped them get angry, but they were also curious about how the young master Wu Shaohua would end up being put on stage in such an ugly way.

"You!!!" Seeing Chen Ling's teasing, Wu Shaohua became furious.

"That's enough." A supervisor looked at Chen Ling coldly, "During the performance, if you are causing trouble, what is your date? I will immediately cancel your qualification for the preliminary examination! And you will not be allowed to take the examination again for life!"

When Wu Shaohua heard this, his expression finally softened a little, and he looked at Chen Ling with a sarcastic look.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ling waved her hand indifferently.

"I didn't sign up, I just came here to watch the fun."

"???"

Not only the judges, but also Wu Shaohua was stunned. Generally speaking, the punishment of being disqualified and not allowed to take the exam again is a devastating blow to their industry, but they never expected that Chen Ling had no intention of participating at all... It was as if they punched out with all their strength but hit the cotton. The feeling of suffocation suddenly surged into their hearts.

Seeing Chen Ling still staring at him with a teasing look, Wu Shaohua's chest heaved violently. He knew that Chen Ling could not be restrained by the rules of the troupe, so he simply said coldly:

"Looking at your outfit, you must also be an opera singer, right?

If you are capable, come up and perform a piece and let the judges score. If your score is higher than mine, I, Wu Shaohua, will admit that my singing is funny, and then I will kowtow to you three times... But if your score is not as good as mine, you will kneel down. How about thirty kowtows for me? "

Wu Shaohua just wants to provoke Chen Ling and make him fall into this trap. After all, these six judges are his own. Whenever Chen Ling comes up, the one who will be embarrassed in the end will definitely be Chen Ling. He wants this guy to kowtow to him. This is the only way. Only then can the shame on him be washed away!

But what he didn't expect was that this request touched Chen Ling's heart.

Chen Ling stroked her sleeves, squinted her eyes, and said with a half-smile:

"Oh...this...is not good, is it?"

[Audience Expectation Value +4]