On a hot summer day, it was noon, and the Jinyuan Department Store was crowded with people.

In this bustling building, there is a relatively quiet place.

It's a big theater, but there's no show scheduled here today.

Look, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl walked to the center of the stage, "Hello judges, teachers, my name is Zhen Wanchun, I am the No. 188 contestant, and I am from ......."

The girl's words had just begun, but the old man sitting in the center of the first row of the audience waved impatiently and said: "Okay, okay, okay, don't waste your time with these nonsense, 1~10 just choose a number and start directly." ”

“8。” The girl casually said a number.

When the girl announced the number, almost all the people sitting in the audience made the same expression - sympathy.

After a while, the woman sitting on the left hand side of the old man made a gesture and motioned for the girl to look back.

On the big screen behind the girl, a text was displayed.

The girl glanced at it quickly, nodded to all those seated in the audience, and began to move according to the words.

[She is the leader of the youth choir, and an accident has caused an indelible stimulation in her heart, and she has become mute.

As a mute, she could no longer sing, but singing had long since become her soul.

She is sad and melancholy, but she is also strong and hardworking, and she believes that she can overcome psychological obstacles and show her singing voice again!

She loves to sing, she will not give up singing, even if there is no voice, she will look at the sky, the stars, and the moon, and make the most moving voice from the bottom of her heart. 】

The girl held the microphone with both hands, and she raised her head slightly to look into the void.

One second, two seconds, the girl's right hand rhythmically beats.

At this moment, a burst of unhurried footsteps of "Da ......" sounded in the Grand Theater.

Almost everyone subconsciously looked in the direction where the footsteps came, except for the girl and the old man who was still very irritable just now.

Three seconds, four seconds, the girl held the microphone and sang.

The girl was singing, but the only sound of her shoes colliding with the floor could be heard in the whole theater.

In five seconds, six seconds, the girl sang the part of the song, and she closed her eyes in a forgetful manner.

Soon, the footsteps finally stopped, and there was a man in leather shoes in the first row of the audience.

As soon as the girl finished singing, the old man laughed boldly, and he applauded and said with satisfaction: "Stop, in the end, child, it's you!" ”

The girl opened her eyes, she took a few steps to the audience, bowed to everyone with a smile on her face, and said, "Thank you, judge, may I ask if I should go out now and call the next one in?" ”

"No, there's no need to waste time on those people, you are the young Xiaoyin in my mind!" The old man stood up, beckoned to the girl, and said, "Boy, come here, let's go to lunch together, and talk about the future by the way." ”

"Xiao Yin?" The girl muttered, her puzzled expression for the first time.

Just when the old man stood up, the man in leather shoes who entered the venue halfway questioned: "Director Sun, will your decision be too hasty?" ”

The woman on the left of the old man immediately retorted to the man in leather shoes, "Mr. Zhang, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, Director Sun must have his intentions in making this decision, you were the last to enter the scene, don't comment if you don't see anything." ”

"Why did you talk to Mr. Zhang, and don't you apologize?" The old man criticized the woman who spoke for her, although it sounded insincere.

The man in leather shoes accepted the old man's apology, he pointed to the girl who was still standing on the stage, and asked with disdain: "Director Sun, can you please ask, what is good about that Zhen Wanchun, she sang a whole song just now, and she didn't even notice that the microphone was not turned on." ”

Before the old man could speak, the girl's voice, which had been amplified several times, sounded in the large theater, "Sir, I still know if the microphone is turned on." ”

I saw that the girl had walked back to the side of the microphone, and was holding the microphone and showing a sweet smile to the man in leather shoes.

"Hahaha, nephew Haoxuan, you now know why I chose this child, right?" The old man laughed out loud again, "It's been a long time since I've seen a novice like her who doesn't have stage fright. ”

"Director Sun, do you mind explaining it to your little nephew?" The man in leather shoes was lost face, and his tone was very bad.

The old man gave the woman on the side a look, and the woman immediately moved the computer in front of her, "Mr. Zhang, please look at the big screen." ”

A text appeared on the big screen, the same one that the girl had just seen.

[The leader of the youth choir who regards singing as his life has become mute due to stimulation, please perform his mental activities.] 】

"Haoxuan, instead of listening to my explanation, why don't you listen to the girl's own explanation?" The old man leaned lazily back in his chair, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Son, tell me why you did that just now." ”

The girl habitually approached the audience, but the next moment she walked back to the microphone.

After a meaningful glance at the man in leather shoes sitting on the outermost side of the audience, the girl held the microphone and said, "Everyone has seen that my role just now is a mute, how can a mute make a sound?" ”

"But that's not an ordinary mute, that's a mute who regards singing as her life, and I firmly believe that even if she can't make a sound in her throat, she doesn't want to give up singing." The girl paused, smiled sweetly at the man in leather shoes, and said, "So I just chose to lip-sync, it's not that the microphone is not on." ”

In an instant, almost everyone looked at the man in leather shoes, and even laughed.

Only the old man applauded the girl, and he praised: "The eighth is the most difficult scene, there have been many pretentious people who have fallen in front of it before, child, you are very talented and promising!" ”

The girl smiled, "Thank you, judge." ”

The man in leather shoes still didn't give up, he pointed to the entrance of the stage and said: "Director Sun, there are still many girls outside, and I think there are several of them that I think are more beautiful than this Zhen Wanchun, especially ......"

The old man waved his hand in disgust: "Nephew Haoxuan, don't be deceived by the gorgeous appearance of those vases, just talk about the fact that you just came in suddenly, in that case, those vases will definitely look at you, but this child is different, she is still continuing to perform, which means that she is very attentive." ”

"Director Sun, I still think that this Zhen Wanchun's acting skills are not very good," the man in leather shoes said expressionlessly, "But if you insist, why don't we each take a step back, I agree to keep her, but you also have to continue to watch the performances of the remaining few people." ”

got the old man's approval, and the man in the leather shoes asked the man next to him to take the girl on the stage away.

The girl walked farther and farther away, and before leaving the theater, she seemed to hear the man in leather shoes introducing the rest of the contestants to the old man.

"Director Sun, in fact, my little nephew just saw a very special girl outside, she has colorful hair, pupils that change with her mood, and if she has frozen lips, she also has a very special name, called ......"

The girl's expression shook in confusion, and the following thought appeared in her mind: That girl has a very special name, it's called Kill Matt, oh my dean grandmother, there are still people dyed with seven colors to kill Matt's head these days, it's too "fashionable"!