Chapter 354 This... Isn't Good, Right? (Smile)

Chen Ling saw the blue-clad girl walk off the stage and smiled bitterly at herself.

"Disappointed?" Chen Ling asked.

"...Alas." Li Qingshan looked at the judges, opened his mouth to say something, and finally sighed, "Maybe, maybe my performance is not good enough, I will try harder next year..."

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

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

"..."

For a moment, Chen Ling couldn't tell whether Li Qingshan was really stupid or pretending to be stupid. Such a stubborn person is rare.

"What era is it? There are still people singing opera?" A sneer came from the side, and a tall figure looked at Li Qingshan with disdain, "You are a brainless and visionless young man. Even if you sing for a hundred years, you can't get out of this broken town!"

"You?!" Li Qingshan's face showed a trace of anger.

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

The shout came from the front, and the figure looked at Li Qingshan provocatively, and strode towards the stage.

Wu Shaohua...

Chen Ling remembered this name. He had just found a large amount of money transferred in this name in the metal cabinet of Director Sun.

"Interesting... It seems that the script needs to be changed." Chen Ling looked at the back of the figure who strode onto the stage, with a gleam in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Li Qingshan sighed, and the fists clenched in his sleeves were reluctantly loosened. He said to Chen Ling with a gloomy look:

"Brother Lin, let's go."

Li Qingshan failed to pass the preliminary test again, and there was no need to stay here any longer. What awaited him might be another round of spring and autumn... The man in blue stood alone outside the crowd, lonely and helpless.

"Why do you want to leave?" Chen Ling said lightly.

"Ah? Do you want to continue watching?"

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

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

"Brother Lin?"

Li Qingshan looked at the departing red-clothed man blankly. He didn't understand what he meant. Just as he was about to step forward to ask, a piercing singing voice came from the stage.

Wu Shaohua was standing in the center of the stage, holding a microphone in one hand and waving his other hand excitedly in the air, as if he was performing a ritual.

"When you see injustice, you should shout!"

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

"Go through the nine states with a gust of wind and fire~~~"

The wild voice echoed in the venue, and everyone subconsciously frowned. This singing had no technique or breath. No, strictly speaking, it could only be regarded as rap, because even with such a simple melody, he was almost out of tune.

"Who is this person?"

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

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

"No wonder... He wants to bring his younger generation into the main city together?"

"But he sings too badly, we can't let him go, right?"

"..."

The people in the audience were whispering, while Wu Shaohua on the stage was completely immersed in his own world, singing more and more recklessly, and in front of his wild voice, those 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 Lao Sun doing? He hasn't come yet?"

"Yeah, is he busy too?"

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

Several judges were talking while writing. Before Wu Shaohua finished singing, six identical "8s" had been recorded on the form.

"Tsk..."

Just then, a burst of sneer came from the side.

Amid the whispers of the crowd, this laughter seemed particularly abrupt, and it happened to be stuck at the point where Wu Shaohua was breathing, causing Wu Shaohua, who was howling in immersion, to freeze.

His singing stopped abruptly.

Everyone looked in the direction of the laughter, and saw a red-dressed figure leaning against the wall beside the stage. The black veil covered his face, but it couldn't cover his contemptuous and absurd smile. After the singing stopped, the laughter became clearer.

Wu Shaohua stared at Chen Ling in the corner, wishing he could eat him alive. He held the microphone and said grimly:

"What are you laughing at?"

"Sorry, I've been feeling a little unwell recently." Chen Ling shrugged and chuckled, "Sometimes I can't stop laughing...especially when I see something funny."

"Is my singing funny???"

"Not funny, not funny at all." Chen Ling said seriously.

As soon as this sentence came out, the people in the audience couldn't help whispering, mixed with chuckles. They looked at the furious Wu Shaohua on the stage, with an expression ready to watch a good show. After all, these people knew some inside information. If other capable people took the quota, it would be fine, but they were extremely dissatisfied with Wu Shaohua's level.

The appearance of Chen Ling helped them vent their anger, but they were also very curious. How would Wu Shaohua, the young master, end up being put on the stage in such an ugly way?

"You!!!" Seeing Chen Ling's joke, Wu Shaohua was 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 exam 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 giving me thirty kowtows? "

Wu Shaohua just wants to provoke Chen Ling into falling 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]