Entertainment: A song that brought his deceased wife back to life.

His voice carried a hint of exasperation and disappointment.

Xu Qing paused for a moment.

But he didn't turn around.

The chair scraped against the floor with a harsh sound.

She grabbed the microphone.

They didn't care about any livestream mishaps or accidents anymore.

He shouted directly at the figure's back.

"Xu Qing, you're a coward."

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

The audience was stunned.

Teacher Ke Min was just crying her eyes out.

Why did you suddenly start swearing?

Xu Qing turned around.

He looked at Ke Min.

His face remained expressionless.

"Say what you want."

Ke Min was amused by his nonchalant attitude.

She strode confidently onto the stage.

The high heels thumped loudly on the floor.

She walked right up to Xu Qing.

The two were less than a meter apart.

Ke Min raised her hand.

He pointed to the broken guitar in Xu Qing's arms.

"You just said that this violin was the first gift she gave you."

Xu Qing nodded.

"Yes."

Ke Min stared into his eyes.

"As you said, she asked her friends for help and even did house cleaning for people in order to get this instrument."

"She went to such great lengths to get this violin to you."

"Is it so you'll just leave it to gather dust in a corner?"

Xu Qing was stunned.

His hand unconsciously tightened its grip on the neck of the violin.

My fingertips traced the curled edges of the little fish sticker.

Ke Min gave him no chance to catch his breath.

She pressed on relentlessly.

"You said her dream is to be a big star."

"You said that she practiced relentlessly even when she was sick, all for the sake of this dream."

"Now you stand on this stage."

"You've stood in the place she's always dreamed of."

"So you're going to run away after singing just one song?"

Ke Min's voice rose an octave.

"Xu Qing, take a look at this zither."

"Look at the sticker above."

"Do you dare say to it that this is the ending she wanted?"

Xu Qing lowered her head.

His gaze fell on the guitar in his arms.

That violin was really old.

The lacquer on the body of the instrument was scratched and messed up by sandpaper.

The wood grain was revealed.

It looks rather ugly.

But I don't know why.

Xu Qing felt that the feel of this violin was too good.

Even those few obvious bumps and scratches.

It has an indescribable warm and smooth feel to the touch.

It's as if someone has touched it countless times.

All the sharp edges were smoothed out.

"She wants me to be happy."

Xu Qing offered a soft defense.

"fart!"

Ke Min immediately swore.

She has absolutely no desire to maintain any diva persona right now.

She just wanted to yell at this stubborn man in front of her to wake him up.

"She wants you to carry on her legacy!"

"She wants you to shine!"

"Instead of letting you cling to this broken guitar, hiding in the shadows and getting moldy!"

"You're just standing at the doorway now."

"You haven't even gone inside yet."

"You didn't let her see you become number one."

"You didn't let her see you standing at the top of the world."

"You just left like that?"

"Whom have you truly wronged?"

Ke Min's words were very serious.

Every word felt like a stone hitting Xu Qing's heart.

Xu Qing felt a little short of breath.

He remembered what Xiaoyu used to say to him.

My Xu Qing has the best singing voice!

I want to hear you sing!!

[If you ever hold a concert, be sure to save me a front-row ticket!]

I want to see you shine on stage.

Those memories came flooding back like a tide.

If she's watching from over there.

Seeing myself, I gave up.

Will they call him an idiot?

The audience seemed to notice Xu Qing's wavering as well.

I don't know who shouted it first.

"Xu Qing, don't go!"

Followed by.

Second tone.

Third tone.

"Stay for the little fish!"

"Take her to see the highest view!"

"Xu Qing! Don't be a deserter!"

We want to hear you sing!

The shouts grew louder and louder.

That was the plea from thousands of people to stay.

This also reflects the sentiments of tens of millions of netizens.

In the backstage control room.

Wang Gang listened to the deafening shouts.

He was so excited that his whole body was shaking with excitement.

Listen to this!

"Listen to me, everyone!"

"This is public opinion!"

"Quick! Zoom in!"

"Give Xu Qing a close-up of her face!"

"I want to see the struggle in every pore of his skin!"

Center stage.

Xu Qing stood inside the circle of light.

All I could hear was a deafening roar of shouts.

In his arms was the guitar, still warm from his body.

He lowered his head.

Looking at the golden badge on the floor.

Those were the things he had just thrown away.

Under the spotlight.

The badge reflected a blinding light.

Xu Qing closed her eyes.

The image of the little fish appeared in my mind.

Although he had never seen her face.

But in his imagination.

She should have a pair of smiling eyes.

now.

Those eyes were curved into the shape of crescent moons.

She was smiling at him.

"Idiot, pick it up!"

Xu Qing took a deep breath.

pay close attention.

Then straighten up.

He pinned the badge back to his chest.

In that instant.

The entire venue erupted in cheers.

There was thunderous applause.

The cheers were deafening.

Several emotional female audience members in the front row even hugged each other and wept.

It's as if I'm witnessing some kind of grand, happy ending.

Ke Min let out a long sigh of relief.

She felt her back was completely soaked.

What she just said was all improvised.

If Xu Qingzhen really leaves.

She should forget about maintaining her status as a diva.

Xu Qing put the guitar back on his back.

He looked at Ke Min.

"Thanks."

Xu Qing nodded slightly to Ke Min.

Ke Min waved her hand.

He returned to his seat on the judging panel.

She needs a drink of water to calm her nerves.

The host noticed this.

He quickly grabbed the microphone and rushed over.

Her face was beaming like a flower.

"Very good!"

"I knew Xu Qing wouldn't abandon everyone!"

"Since Xu Qing has decided to stay..."

"Then let's continue the game!"

The host glanced at his cue cards.

The original plan was to let the contestants take a break.

But the atmosphere has already been built up to this point.

If we rest any longer, it will become awkward.

Wang Gang's roar came through the headphones.

"Stop talking nonsense! Let's move on to the next round!"

"Give him special privileges!"

"Let him sing whatever he wants!"

The host immediately understood.

"Given Xu Qing's amazing performance in the first round."

"The production team has decided to temporarily adjust the rules."

"The second round was originally a themed creative project."

"But we shouldn't limit true geniuses."

The host looked at Xu Qing.

His eyes were full of flattery.

"Xu Qing, you have the right to decide your next piece of music."

"Regardless of style."

"Regardless of the topic."

This stage is yours now.

The other contestants who haven't been eliminated yet.

He was huddled in a corner, trembling with fear.

What's the point of even comparing these things?

This is beyond cheating.

It's like the officials just handed him the trophy.

Zhang Ye, the singer and dancer.

He was burying his face in his knees at that moment.

There are words in the mouth.

"You can't see me...you can't see me..."

on the stage.

Xu Qing adjusted the height of the microphone.

He did not show any joy at receiving the privilege.

to him.

It doesn't matter what you sing.

Anything that's sung for her.

Xu Qing's fingers rested on the strings.

That priceless Brazilian rosewood guitar.

It let out a deep, resonant groan.

In the live stream room.

That blogger called "Old Wang" has started spamming again.

[Old Wang: Listen to this! Everyone listen to this! This sustained sound!]

[Old Wang: This is the smell of money!]

[Old Wang: If this kid dares to sand it again, I'm calling the police!]

Xu Qing obviously couldn't see the comments.

He just felt that the violin was in particularly good condition today.

It's probably because it was almost abandoned by its owner just now.

They're putting in a lot of effort right now, aren't they?

Xu Qing looked at the camera.

That instant.

His gaze pierced through the screen.

It's as if you're looking at someone thousands of miles away.

"Since you're letting me choose..."

Xu Qing's voice was hoarse.

It has a unique grainy texture.

"Then let's sing a new song."

"This song."

"It's called 'Fingerprint'."