Chapter 288 - 114 The person in the dream is far from enough_7
Ming Han snorted, "If you think you can drum up votes by reminiscing, your wishful thinking is doomed to fail."
Mai Zheng sighed, "I still remember Uncle Ming’s daughter, that little girl named Ji Yunya. I wonder how she’s doing now."
Ming Han’s face stiffened, and Yuan Pan desperately gestured to him from the side. It was such a good topic, he should hurry up and follow up.
"I don’t know about her current situation either. If she’s watching this show, I hope she can contact me. After ten years, it would be nice for all of us to get together."
Mai Zheng nodded, then suddenly looked towards the camera: "Ji Yunya, did you hear what your dad just said? If you’re watching the show, please get in touch with us.
Yuan Pan sighed from the side. That show from ten years ago had cemented his position at the TV station, and the little girl who played a critical role in that ended up disappearing from the public eye just a few months after skyrocketing to fame. The entertainment industry changes too fast, and gradually, people have forgotten about that girl.
Riding the wave of nostalgia, with Mai Zheng and Ming Han as hot topics, there’s no worry about lacking material for the first episode.
His eyes shifted, and he thought of an excellent promotional angle.
Ji Yunya?
Waiting backstage, Kang Jinxian heard the name and subconsciously froze.
Was it the same name?
She suddenly remembered that Ji Yunya, as a child, had been on a show and became an overnight sensation; at that time, one of the judges on the show was Ming Han.
Could there really be such a coincidence in the world?
Kang Jinxian clenched her fists with envy. Why did all the good things happen to her.
A staff member reminded her it was time to go on stage.
Kang Jinxian took a deep breath, calmed her emotions, and slowly walked onto the stage.
Today she was clad in a white dress, with short hair and a crystal hairpin placed beside her ear, looking fresh, gentle, and sweetly adorable.
The image was quite nice, Fan Yu secretly nodded in approval.
"Hello judges, my name is Kang Le, and I’m eighteen years old," she said in a sweet and graceful voice.
"Today I’m going to sing ’Thousand Thousand Qing Song’ for everyone."
It was a classic Cantonese song, covered countless times, but when this girl started to sing, she stunned everyone.
Her voice was clear and bright, and her pronunciation was distinct; she had everyone kneeling from the first line.
Moreover, she sang with full emotion, reaching deep into people’s hearts, especially at the climax, where she looked deeply emotional—the frail-looking girl seemed to hide endless strength, singing out the reluctance and separation in her heart.
Without any accompaniment, her unadorned clear voice reminded one of a line from an ancient poem.
"Like the lotus flower rising from clear water, pure and untouched by the mud," it was the perfect description for this girl’s voice.
At the end of the song, the girl stood there breathing slightly, her face still not cleared of the lingering emotions, and somehow, she made people feel a little tearful.
Lin Li slammed the table: "Good, this is the most touching version I’ve heard. Although there’s a bit lacking in the transition of tones, the emotion makes up for it. Your voice is so beautiful, especially the way you pour your heart into singing. You’re simply a natural-born singer."
That Lin Li gave such a comment showed that the girl indeed sang well.
Kang Jinxian bowed politely: "Thank you, teacher."
Fan Yu nodded: "Indeed, it wasn’t bad. This child sings with spirit. Let’s wait and see. If she can maintain this standard consistently, I will personally cultivate her... Good talents are hard to come by these days."
Fan Yu also expressed his affirmation, and then all eyes fell on Ming Han, the always critical judge. Faced with such a perfect a cappella performance, what kind of biting critique could he offer?
Kang Jinxian’s gaze fell on him, her palms sweating with nervousness.
She had to succeed.
Ming Han pondered for a moment and then said flatly, "Too much emotion, affected."
With one word, he set the tone.
In a word, it was affected.
It left the others at a loss for words. This man was indeed hard to please. When Mai Zheng sang with no emotion, he criticized him for being flat. Now comes a girl with emotion, and he accuses her of being affected. What exactly is considered good in your eyes?
Lin Li was the first to object: "You’re just nitpicking on purpose. I’d like to see you sing like that!"
Kang Jinxian gave an apologetic smile: "Teacher Lin, please don’t fight with Teacher Ming over me. If it ruins your relationship, I’ll be the sinner. I’ll definitely pay attention to controlling my emotions next time."
Lin Li sighed: "Look at how sensible this girl is; some people just don’t know how to pity and cherish jade."
Ming Han gave a mocking curl of his lip, his gaze passing indifferently over the girl’s delicate face.