Chapter 153 (2/2)
This was a gimmick!
It might even be possible for the ratings to break 0.8!
Luo Zheng Jie smiled, his eyes narrowing to slits as he fantasized about the bonus director Tai would give him tomorrow.
But Luo Zheng Jie didn’t expect——the ratings to break more than 0.8!
The ratings opened like a plug-in, from 0.5 all the way to 1, then 1 to 1.1, 1.2, 1.3… Finally pausing just before breaking through 2, stabilizing at 1.9!!!
Luo Zheng Jie, paralyzed with surprise, looked around, “Say… Say! Who… who miscalculated my ratings?!”
The S City TV station staff stared back with innocent eyes: “Mr. Luo, the ratings are all calculated by the computer! Who uses manual calculation?!”
In the live broadcast room, there was terrible silence then three seconds laugher, a burst of laughter lifted to the sky——
“Ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha, don’t leave everyone! Let’s feast tonight!”
“Long live, Mr. Luo!”
“Hahaha, Mr. Luo’s the most handsome!”
“Mr. Luo is simply a god!!!”
Qi Mu naturally did not know of the happenings in the TV station’s broadcasting room. He smiled and sent away a cute 8-year-old boy. Then, Qi Mu turned to the next contestant and paused.
Qi Mu: “……”
What look is this, what look is this, what look is this…
The next player was a pretty girl. She looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, holding a beautiful violin, and had her hair up in a high ponytail. She strode on stage, and while walking…
Stared at the young man in the judges’ panel!
Her gaze never strayed!
Realization flashed in Wang Zheng’s eyes, and he whispered across, “Little Seven, is this… a fan of yours?”
Qi Mu chuckled. “Most likely… yeah…”
Despite living for so many years, seeing her green eyes staring at him, he could not cope with the desperate look of “Little Seven~ Look at me~ What are you afraid of!” written in her gaze.
The girl walked to the center of the stage, slowly stopped, then looked at the judge’s panel… Cough, to be precise, looked at Qi Mu. She restrained her gaze, bowed, then announced, “Good afternoon judges, my name is Zhu Wen Jing. I’m going to perform today, the first movement of Min Chen’s 《Violin Sonata No. 9 in D major》, the 《Constance March》.”
Qi Mu could already feel his scalp tingling at her gaze, but he was still startled at hearing the familiar name. Looking at her with surprise, she only laughed, set her bow to the strings, and started to play.
At the first pull of her bow, the brisk, intense notes of the violin burst across the quiet stage. They jumped, dancing, and the violin grew heated as if in an army march, and the atmosphere warmed at once.
The Huaqing Cup had a large age-difference and had competitors from 6 to 20 years old. So, on this stage, even in the semi-finals, Qi Mu could hear the different levels of performance. For example, the first contestant’s 《Praeludium and Allegro》 wasn’t that difficult, but Min Chen’s 《Constance March》 was already at performance level.
When the girl first stepped on stage, Qi Mu was a little… “amazed,” but when she played, Qi Mu found that she was probably the best of the performances so far.
In the end, her complicated skill gained applause from the judges and the audience.
The scoring began on the other side, and when the first three, including Wang Zheng and Wu Lao, gave high scores, Qi Mu nodded thoughtfully. He turned to the girl on stage, who was staring at him with stars in her eyes and leaning forward with anticipation and laughed. “Your 《Constance March》 is great. I rarely hear such a brilliant 《Cons》. Your spiccato skills are proficient, and the left-handed pizzicato was done very easily, I think… you’re worth 9.5 points.”
After that, Qi Mu did not say anything more. He had a hunch, if he said much more, he was afraid something terrible would happen.
Qi Mu didn’t expect that having tossed this burden to the last reviewing veteran, Wang Lao would smile and say, “I really like your 《Cons》, it’s rare to have such strength at your age. Little girl, can you talk about why you took the violin path?”
Qi Mu on the judging panel: “……”
We are in a violin contest! We are not trying to touch the whole country, Wang Lao!!!
Luo Zheng Jie in the broadcast room: “Hahaha, Wang Lao is awesome! Topic, make it a subject line!!!”
The girl on stage happily received the microphone handed to her by the host, lifted her head, and looked straight at Qi Mu, her green eyes glowing.
Qi Mu: “………………………………”