Hu Qing couldn’t help but chuckle, "Qingyue, your level shouldn’t be this low."
Lin Qingyue, after all, is a director who’s won major awards; how could her aesthetic taste have declined so much?
Although the song sounds good, if a singer with poor technical skills performs it, the result still won’t be effective.
There’s no infectiousness in the singing, no immersion in the lyrics; no matter how good the melody is, it’s just background noise. Even with pitch correction, to them, the effect is still unremarkable.
But just when they thought this song had no surprises...
A gentle male voice rang out.
"I gaze at the starry sky you’ve seen."
"Crossing a hundred years to meet again."
"That smile before you turned away."
"I understand it all."
He subconsciously looked towards the deputy director of the show.
The deputy director looked innocent, hands open, "We didn’t hire an actor, that’s just how he was at the time."
Xiong Guanglin looked suspicious. If it were a few-hundred-pound heavyweight throwing people around like that, he wouldn’t be surprised, but could a scrawny-looking pretty boy manage that?
In the show, a few troublemakers from outside the school had already been pulled apart entirely.
Wu Mu rarely had a stern look on his face as he glared at them, "Where are you from?"
The troublemakers seemed to be taken aback by Wu Mu’s moves. After exchanging glances, they hesitated for a moment, hurriedly got up, and made a run for it.
Wu Mu didn’t give chase, simply addressing the camera, "Hand the recording over to the police station later."
He turned to help the student on the ground, but seeing who it was, he was stunned.
Xiong Guanglin was stunned too.
The student on the ground was actually the one who had been swearing yesterday.
Wu Mu in the show had a slightly amused look, "Hey, you were so tough yesterday, how did you get beaten up today?"
The embarrassed student’s face turned pale, but he still tried hard to look unbothered, "Today, it’s just that my buddies weren’t around, so they caught me off guard. Watch me beat them up next time."
Xiong Guanglin’s face also turned grim.
Having lost his swagger from the previous day, he stood up silently and followed the others running out of the school.
Wu Mu still didn’t chase after them, but turned to the camera again, "Leave this to the principal, let the principal deal with it."
He was quite happy about it, guessing the situation without even asking—it was probably because the student got involved with a girlfriend of one of the troublemakers. Fights caused by jealousy were all too common in rural middle schools.
Whether handed over to the school or the police, there wasn’t much that could be done. Both sides were usually minors, and it wouldn’t result in anything major, typically ending with a scolding or two.
The show continued, and Xiong Guanglin frowned again.
Isn’t this just as mediocre as before? It even made the style of the show feel a bit disjointed. Read complete version only at N0veI.Fiɾe.net
If it aims to be light and enjoyable, there’s always this dark undercurrent of rural student life, making it heavy to watch.
If it tries to be deep, it’s somewhat superficial—there’s emotion but not enough substance.
Xiong Guanglin looked towards the show’s staff, noticing that they all seemed confident.
Does the show have any tricks left up its sleeve?
Xiong Guanglin continued to watch with questions in mind.
"What am I going to teach the students in the next class?"
"How about teaching them Mo Mo’s ’Journey’? It’s motivational!"
"Or maybe Mo Mo’s new song ’Wind’s Breath’?"
She kept asking Wang Xiaotian and Wu Mu.
Wu Mu found her quite amusing, seeing Lu Yao’s eagerness to inspire and motivate the students.