Chapter 24: th

She originally thought that what netizens were saying about "resisting foreigners" was just a joke, but now it seems... they are really taking this joke too seriously.

She now has an extremely subtle feeling, as if if in any of the next ten episodes, she accidentally took a low position and lost to the foreign singers invited by the program team, then she would really become the "sinner" of the "failure to resist foreigners".

This feeling made her very uncomfortable, and she even felt a little panicked...

She knew that this mentality was inappropriate, but she didn't know how to overcome this mentality that made her uncomfortable and not suitable for the competition.

Internet disconnected?

She had already completely quit DouYan and BigEyes because of some past events. Now, can she choose to disconnect all the normal networks in her house one by one?
——That is obviously too far-fetched.

Nalan Ying smacked her lips in bewilderment and confusion. She had always thought that "music" was a very pure thing, but until she really got involved in it, she found that everything was far from as simple as she had imagined when she was in school.

This world is a huge circle composed of countless circles of different sizes. People inside the circle desire the freedom outside the circle, while those outside the circle yearn for the glamour inside the circle.

In fact, sometimes she feels that everything is equally rotten inside and out.

But everything is the same inside and out, and in the rottenness one can still glimpse a tiny, inexplicable glimmer of hope.

People seem to rely on this kind of hope to survive.

Teacher Yingzi, who had pretended to be a coward enough, stood up and stretched her numb legs and feet, while looking at the sky outside the window.

Because the city was filled with neon lights, the sky was no longer filled with the stars in her childhood memories.

She looked up at the misty and red night sky, and after a long while, as if she had mustered up some courage, she spoke slowly and firmly -

"There is no strategy, Ms. Xingzhen."

"Even until we start recording the next episode, ancestor."

"I hope you won't give me any skills."

"I want to try... to fight this match with my own strength." Nalan Ying's eyes were clear and bright, "I want to see the difference."

——She wanted to see the gap between her and truly world-class singers.

Instead, the Chinese music scene is always filled with "humility" based on generational rules and social conventions.

That's not a normal attitude to have when making music.

"..."

After hearing this, Ms. Xingzhen fell into uncontrollable silence for a moment.

"...Have you really thought it through?" The little old lady who had passed away over a hundred years ago spoke hesitantly, and at the same time raised her hand awkwardly to touch the tassels hanging from her flag head.

"I heard from Xiao Zhong that the foreign singer who will challenge us next time is quite powerful. Even if I give you all the skills we have now, you still don't stand a chance of winning."

"If one skill is not activated... then there is absolutely no chance of recovery."

"Because of the expectations that people on the Internet have for you...if you really fail in the end." After listening to Nalan Ying's words, Ms. Xingzhen really calmed down.

"It may even become an indelible stain on your career."

In response to her, Nalan Ying smiled brightly, although she was no longer young.

"I know, but I'm sure."

So Ms. Xingzhen suddenly didn't want to force her to change her mind anymore.

"Well - okay then." The beauty-loving old lady rested her chin on her hand and let out a long breath. She unconsciously became a little more relaxed.

"Then I'll do what you want this time, but don't tell me you're still looking for purity or want to see some difference in the fourth episode." "If you keep singing like that, the netizens will really criticize you to death."

——In the past two days, the time she spent on arguing with others online had increased significantly.

Fortunately, I don't know what the wrong medicine was for that group of people recently, and their attitude towards her has been noticeably softened in the past few days...

The number of private messages she received in her backstage, forcing her to quarrel with others and expose the family tree, had obviously decreased, and the safety of many people's nine clans was also slightly more guaranteed.

——Oh.

Ms. Xingzhen rolled her eyes and sighed, then casually clicked on the pink icon on the system page to study her favorite "ancient style".

"I won't help you fight against others every time." Ms. Xingzhen instructed calmly, and Teacher Yingzi nodded happily when she heard it.

Sitting on the small stool next to the coffee table, Zhong Lingyu's fingers paused slightly as she was scrolling through the data. The page stopped at a row of dazzling numbers. She subconsciously lowered her head and drooped her eyelashes.

"The one hundred and eighty-sixth time."

"What, what?" Hearing these words suddenly, Nalan Ying turned his head in surprise.

Seeing this, Zhong Lingyu looked up and smiled at the two people in the room: "No."

"I'm talking about the data I'm looking for here—"

"There is a line of data that I have seen for the one hundred and eighty-sixth time tonight..."

"I almost memorized it, but it's useless, so I'm very annoyed." Zhong Lingyu laughed and laughed with Teacher Yingzi, "I accidentally recited it."

"What's the matter, Teacher Yingzi? I'm sorry that I disturbed your thoughts by mistake."

"No, I wasn't thinking just now, I was just in a daze." Nalan Ying shook her head, "But your sudden voice... did give me a fright."

"Oh! I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I will be more careful next time, Teacher Yingzi." The little girl smiled and curved her eyebrows. After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and fiddled with her mobile phone.

Seeing that she was so absorbed in her research, Nalan Ying didn't say anything.

When the two older people in the room shifted their gazes elsewhere, Zhong Lingyu slightly relaxed his brows almost imperceptibly.

——In fact, there was no data that appeared one hundred and eighty-six times in a row in her mobile phone.

She was talking about Teacher Yingzi. It was Teacher Yingzi's choice.

——This was the 186th time that Teacher Yingzi chose to refuse the help of the system in the third game and fight Adam Lambert alone with her own abilities.

Before this time and space... there were another 185 Teacher Yingzis in other time and space, at the same time and in different places, facing different systems or panels, and making the same choice.

And said those two same words——

"I know, but I'm sure."

“I want to see the difference.”

No matter how many possibilities of time and space she opens up.

She always wanted to see the gap between herself and the truly top-notch international singers.

Sometimes she felt that this was just like the obsession of young teacher Yingzi, who had not yet been polished by society.

It has spanned several decades and has traveled through more than 180 different time and space routes.

Each repetition unfolded before her eyes.

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(End of this chapter)