GBP Chapter 49 I Want to Withdraw from the Competition
Chapter 49 I Want to Withdraw from the Competition
Kyoto venue, Chaoyang District Cultural Center.
After several rounds of brutal competition, the once bustling waiting area is now completely empty.
The remaining ten contestants stood in the center of the stage, their faces filled with relief at surviving the ordeal and longing for tomorrow.
The host, microphone in hand, announced with great enthusiasm:
Congratulations to these ten contestants for successfully advancing to the top ten in the Kyoto region!
"Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, we will have our final battle here!"
The top three winners will represent Kyoto in the national blind auditions of "The Voice of China"!
The other unsuccessful candidates in the audience erupted in applause.
The contestants were so excited that they hugged each other, and some even cried tears of joy.
Jiang Bai, standing in the corner, stood out with his unique style.
Instead of getting excited, he frowned and raised his wrist to look at the non-existent watch.
"Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock?"
"Are you kidding me?"
"My flight is for 8 AM tomorrow!"
As a meticulous time management master, Jiang Bai had already planned his schedule meticulously.
The competition was on Saturday, and I flew back early Sunday morning, just in time for the class meeting that evening.
If I participate in tomorrow's final, wouldn't I have to reschedule?
There's a fee for changing your ticket!
and……
Jiang Bai touched the USB drive in his pocket.
There's only one song in it, "Love You".
"Tongzi, if we advance to the next round, should we change the song?"
The system coldly last-hit:
That's natural. The final round is a two-round format, requiring you to prepare two songs of different styles.
"..."
Jiang Bai rolled his eyes.
Two songs?
Different styles are required?
To make him sing the world's most common pop songs? That would be an insult to a future king of the music scene.
Should we make him spend more popularity points to buy songs?
That's a betrayal of the miserly nature!
It's not worth wasting precious popularity points for a mere district tournament championship!
What's more, it was purchased at the original price! A female-led performance!
This is even more painful than killing Jiang Bai!
"Slip away."
"Anyway, I've already got the reward for passing the preliminary round."
"One should be content with what one has and find happiness in it."
Once he made up his mind, Jiang Bai showed no hesitation.
……
Ten minutes later.
Judges' lounge.
Several judges were sitting together, excitedly discussing the favorites to win tomorrow.
"I think that number 108, Jiang Bai, definitely has the makings of a champion!"
"That's right, her typhoon was too steady. I still have the song 'Love You' on repeat in my head."
"Let her try a different style tomorrow. If she can sing ballads well too, she'll be absolutely amazing!"
They were having a lively conversation.
"Knock knock knock".
There was a knock on the door.
"Please come in."
The door opened.
Jiang Bai walked in, wearing a white dress and a pearl hair clip.
She still looked breathtakingly beautiful, but there was a hint of apology on her face.
"Excuse me, teachers."
Upon seeing that it was Jiang Bai, the bald judge immediately beamed like a chrysanthemum.
"Oh, it's Jiang Bai!"
"What's wrong? Do you have any questions about tomorrow's match?"
"Don't worry, we'll take care of the accompaniment and everything else. All you need to do is show up!"
Jiang Bai shook his head, walked to the table, and bowed deeply.
Then, in the gentlest voice, she uttered the cruelest words:
"Teachers, I'm here to withdraw from the competition."
Quiet.
A deathly silence.
Followed by.
"puff--"
Old Zhang, the long-haired judge who was drinking tea, sprayed a mouthful of tea directly onto the forehead of the bald judge.
"Cough cough cough! What?!"
"Withdrawal from the competition?!"
The entire lounge erupted in chaos.
The judges all stood up abruptly, their expressions more terrified than if they had heard about a stock market crash!
"Girl, are you alright?"
"Does he have a fever?"
"Do you know what you're saying? You're number one!"
"As long as you perform normally tomorrow, going on The Voice of China is a sure thing! Why would you back out?"
The judges looked at each other with disappointment and frustration.
In this era where everyone wants to be famous, it's unbelievable that someone would spit out the food that's being fed to them.
Faced with everyone's questions, Jiang Bai had already prepared a reason.
He blinked his big eyes, his face innocent and sincere:
"Teacher, I want to go too!"
"but……"
"I'm still a student."
"Tomorrow is Sunday, and I have to rush back for evening self-study."
"If you skip class and get caught by the counselor, you'll lose credits, have to write a self-criticism, and your parents will be called in..."
Jiang Bai spoke in such a pitiful tone, as if the so-called counselor in the class was a man-eating devil.
The judges looked at each other in bewilderment.
Attend class?
Evening self-study?
This reason... sounds so outrageous, yet damnably reasonable?
The bald judge persisted: "Then...then could you reschedule? Even just half a day later would be fine! We can move your performance order to last!"
"No, that won't work."
Jiang Bai sighed, his eyes filled with melancholy:
"And I've prepared this song, 'Love You'."
"I'm a newcomer, I'm not signed with a company, I don't have the money to buy copyrights, and I don't have time to rehearse new songs."
"It's better to quit while you're ahead than to embarrass yourself tomorrow."
Let's leave the opportunity to those who are better prepared.
These words were spoken flawlessly.
It not only established the image of an innocent student, but also expressed the noble character of not competing or vying for anything.
and.
The main thing is.
If he were to sing popular songs from around the world, without the systematic "original singer's blessing" and without the instillation of specific techniques, relying solely on his androgynous voice and rudimentary singing skills, he would easily be exposed.
Looking at Jiang Bai's expression that said, "I'm determined to go."
The judges fell silent.
It's a pity, but there's nothing we can do about it.
Since they've already put it this way, we can't just force them to go on stage, can we?
"well……"
The bald judge sighed heavily, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
"Alright."
"Since you want to go back to school, we respect your choice."
"But remember one thing."
"You have talent, don't waste it."
"The doors to the entertainment industry are always open for you."
Jiang Bai felt as if he had been granted a pardon and bowed sweetly:
Thank you for your understanding, teacher!
"The green hills remain unchanged, the clear waters flow on; farewell, teachers!"
Having said that, fearing that these old men who were so eager to recruit talent would change their minds, Jiang Bai turned and ran away.
That silhouette was as light and graceful as a bird released from its cage.
Only the judges remained, staring at the empty doorway, sighing deeply.
"What a terrible thing!"
"Such a promising talent, how could he have run away?"
"Who is that counselor? I'm going to file a complaint against him at the school! He's hindering the progress of human art!"
"What a pity."
"What a pity!"