Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Qi Yan patted Murphy on the shoulder with a sincere expression: "You're the most cunning guy I've ever met. I feel like you'd be alive and kicking even if Viseheim were blown up."

Murphy: "..."

What happened to the proper etiquette and social interactions?

How did it become a matter of personal relationships when it came to him?

Chapter 294 A Nation of Talented Individuals

Murphy looked like a wilted eggplant, completely deflated, and sat obediently in his chair, staring blankly at the sky.

While he was distracted, the final preparations in the hall were completed, and soon a large group of audience members, led by staff, entered the audience area of ​​the Sunset Hall.

As the lights went out, leaving only two bright beams of light on the stage, the preliminary rounds officially began.

A host walked onto the stage and, as planned, briefly introduced the competition rules:

"Welcome to the Voice of Letania, fully funded by Lady Gertrude, the Lady of Viseheim. This competition features many renowned music judges and aims to provide an open, fair, and just stage for every dreamer to realize their musical aspirations."

Here, each contestant will have a three-minute performance segment. Whether it's a cover song, an original song, or an instrumental performance, they can give it their all. As long as they win the judges' favor, they will advance to the next round.

Without further ado, let's welcome our first dream chaser!

The lights flickered and focused on a path leading to the stage for the contestants.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, an ordinary-looking man gripped the microphone tightly and walked onto the stage with visibly nervous steps.

Even while walking, he didn't forget to adjust the trajectory of his bullets.

This crude behavior immediately drew boos from the audience.

Even the judges frowned slightly.

Those who could sit on the judging panel were all musicians of some renown in Viseheim, or even local dignitaries.

"Hello, esteemed judges. I am a contestant in this competition, and I will be performing a cover of the song 'I Can't Leave You'."

Amidst a chorus of boos, the man appeared even more nervous. After stammering through his introduction, he didn't give the judges a chance to speak and immediately began singing a cappella.

"You open your arms wide, melting my heart... You stir up wind and rain, sweeping away the bird's nest... You despise the broken nest, abandoning it~ Oh~"

The entire Sunset Hall fell silent as the man's melodious and lingering vibrato filled the air.

Just as the man took a deep breath, preparing to continue, a roar interrupted him:

"Stop singing, what are you doing?"

Chernier's face turned ashen, and his chest heaved with rage.

He never dreamed that agreeing to Gertrude's arrangement to serve as a judge would lead to such a terrifying opening lightning strike.

Seeing Czerny's anger, the other judges immediately felt emboldened and began to rebuke the man.

Qi Yan looked left and right, completely unaware of the problem, and even thought it sounded quite good.

The man on stage was about to say something when Czerny angrily interrupted him:

"Shut up and get out!"

This harsh rebuke left the man stunned. After a long while, he finally came to his senses, and with a mournful face, he quickly fled the scene.

"Hey, hey, where are you going, I'm telling you?"

The host quickly chased after them, saying, "You can leave, but leave the microphone behind!"

The atmosphere inside the Sunset Hall suddenly became incredibly strange.

People wanted to laugh, but dared not, because Czerny, who was first in the judges' panel, had a somber aura and seemed ready to explode at any moment.

Qi Yan grinned, though he didn't understand the situation, he still offered his advice:

"Teacher Che, calm down and give this stage another chance. The next one will be even better!"

"I'm not calling a car!" Czerny nearly exploded on the spot.

"Okay, okay, then I'll walk home with you later. Let's live a low-carbon life together."

Qi Yan waved his hands repeatedly, turned to the host and shouted, "Go and invite the next contestant!"

The host had just caught the microphone when he heard Qi Yan's instructions and immediately called out the next contestant.

Lights, stage, music.

"I tasted real lime!"

"I will deliver to you judges a world-destroying high note, ah~~~"

But snow is getting into my eyes~

One contestant after another took the stage, bringing one song after another to the audience in the Sunset Hall.

Qi Yan swayed unsteadily as she listened, constantly wiggling her hips to the rhythm of the contestants, seemingly accepting all comers.

But Czerny's expression grew increasingly grim, with veins throbbing visibly on his forehead.

He took a deep breath, until he was completely numb. He leaned back in his chair, unable to even maintain his basic posture for a moment. He felt even more exhausted than after working on a creative project for three days and three nights.

At that moment, he glanced at Qi Yan, who was clearly enjoying himself, and felt a pang of envy.

What kind of idiotic musical talent does one need to be to still enjoy listening to such a performance?

"Let's welcome the next dream chaser to the stage."

A fine layer of sweat appeared on the host's forehead.

He never imagined that so many strange and monstrous things would emerge from the preliminary rounds. While hosting the show, he was also praying that the next contestant would at least look like a human being.

Soon, the next contestant appeared, dressed in a jet-black leather jacket and white ripped jeans, standing out from the others. He exuded confidence and high spirits.

"Good morning/afternoon, esteemed judges. I am a contestant in this competition, and I will now..."

"Stop talking, just start singing."

Czerny waved his hand dismissively, wanting only to end this farce as soon as possible.

The contestant nodded, wiggled his hips, raised the microphone, and began his performance.

His performance was also a cover song, and the song was a very popular one.

Czerny frowned slightly the moment he opened his mouth.

While the contestant's performance wasn't entirely off-key, noticeable flaws were still immediately apparent, with the very first line being played at an excessively high pitch.

As Czerny predicted, when the song reached the chorus, the contestant's breath became unstable, the pitch fluctuated, and there were even instances of voice cracking.

Even more outrageous, when the contestant reached a crucial moment in his performance, he became completely absorbed in his act, placing the microphone on an indescribable part of his body and making frenzied, instrumental gestures.

However, to outsiders, that action made it seem as if he had been subjected to something indescribable by the microphone.

Even Qi Yan was stunned.

I said stop!

Qi Yan, thinking of the children watching the show in Viseheim, angrily slammed his chair and shouted to stop the show.

Then his chair simply spun around...

Under everyone's gaze, Qi Yan climbed onto the back of the chair, his face filled with pity, and said:

"Although a person's libido is free, I still suggest you see a doctor, young man."

The contestant was slightly out of breath and looked somewhat unhappy, clearly displeased that his performance had been interrupted.

"This judge, I feel that interrupting someone's performance is very impolite."

The contestant, adopting an attitude of "my fate is in my own hands," angrily retorted to Qi Yan.

"Hey, you kid!"

Qi Yan stepped on the button, and the chair spun back around.

He plopped down and laughed, "You're pretty arrogant, aren't you? Don't you even know how impolite your performance is? It's the judges' right for me to stop you. If you're not happy about it, then go find Gertrude."

As he spoke, Qi Yan took out a list from his pocket, glanced at it carefully, and continued:

"You're eliminated!"

Chapter 295 Another one trying to kill Qi Yan

An eerie silence fell over the Sunset Hall.

The judges looked at the list in Qi Yan's hand and felt that it looked familiar.

That's clearly the list Gertrude sent out earlier, the one she wanted to take special care of!

This isn't how you give special attention!

Gertrude meant to advance without thinking, not to eliminate someone with some random excuse!

The judges looked at Qi Yan with a hint of pity.

In their view, it was clear that Qi Yan had misunderstood Gertrude's meaning and made a huge blunder.

They could foresee the scene of Qi Yan being harassed by Gertrude after this show.

But what happened next was even more unexpected.

"Judge/Mentor, I agree with what you just said, and you have the right to stop me." The contestant's face was filled with disdain and arrogance. "But all I want to say is, I can play on this stage today, can you?"

The judges were all stunned and started whispering among themselves.

"This kid is so arrogant, could he really have some powerful background that he can't afford to offend?"

"They do have some connections, but they're just a family of businessmen. If they really had powerful connections, why would they need to rely on this show to get ahead?"

"I bet this kid dared to act so arrogantly because he saw that white-haired Luper was a new face."

They quickly came to a conclusion, and one by one they showed expressions of watching a show.

They didn't know anything about Qi Yan, this guy who suddenly appeared, so they took the opportunity to find out more about him.

Amid Murphy's horrified expression, Qi Yan slowly stood up.

Qi Yan pointed at the contestants and suddenly smiled: "You mean, you're planning to have me perform on stage?"

Murphy shuddered and slid off the chair to the floor.

The contestant, completely unaware of what was about to happen, nodded arrogantly and handed the microphone forward.

Just as Qi Yan was excitedly preparing to get up, Czerny completely erupted:

"Enough, judge. Be mindful of your position!"

Regardless of your skill level, you are now a judge, not a contestant. This stage is for others to pursue their musical dreams, not for you to compete.

Now, that contestant on stage, you have been eliminated. Please don't stay on stage and hold back the others. Please leave!

"That's right, you'd better leave now, or I'll call security!"

Murphy immediately jumped to Czerny's defense, fearing that if he was too late, everyone present would be sent away by Qi Yan.

The contestant wanted to say something, but noticing Czerny's gloomy face and Murphy's murderous gaze, he lowered his head and left.

"Hey, hey, hey, microphone!"

The host then staged another chase scene.

Seeing this, Qi Yan and the other judges were somewhat disheartened.

The former felt he had missed the opportunity to perform in front of hundreds of people, while the latter felt he had failed to figure out Qi Yan's background.

However, Qi Yan quickly regained his spirits, because the next person to slowly walk onto the stage was Bai'e.

"Distinguished judges, I am a contestant today, and I will be performing a cello solo."

After giving a brief self-introduction, Bai E noticed that everyone except Qi Yan and Murphy seemed rather uninterested. He didn't say anything, took a deep breath, sat down, and began his performance.

The melodious cello music echoed in the Sunset Hall, instantly calming the somewhat agitated atmosphere caused by the first few contestants.

Czerny sat up straight again, closed his eyes, and listened attentively to the chalk's performance.

As the saying goes, comparing people will make you die, and comparing goods will make you throw them away.

The performance by Bai'er was already excellent, and with the contrast of the group of demons and monsters in front, the quality was elevated to another level.