Forced Calm?
No.
If there was a skill like that, why give it to Gan Yan Yu? Why give it to me?!
Who needed to stay calm more during a competition, huh?!
The skill best suited for Gan Yan Yu had ended up in Lin Tian's hands.
Forced Calm was neither particularly strong nor particularly weak.
Because Lin Tian had been able to do it before, too.
It was just that it could easily make a mess everywhere, and the situations where it could be used were rather limited. Usually, it had to be done alone, in a room, preferably with a pack of tissues nearby.
Even if Lin Tian wanted to use it onstage, morality and law probably would not allow it.
Men would feel inferior after seeing it, women would be left wanting more, and no one would listen to the performance properly.
But with the skill, those restrictions were gone.
Being able to use it onstage made this skill incredibly powerful.
During a performance, whenever he felt his emotions going off balance, he could use it to reset his state and finish the performance with a more rational mindset.
That was very important.
When performing with a lunatic like Gan Yan Yu, it was easy to get dragged down along with her mentally and rationally. Having Forced Calm was like having a life-saving insurance policy.
However, this skill could not be used carelessly.
A performance sometimes required immersive emotional investment. If he forcibly calmed himself at the climax, he might instead ruin the entire piece.
It depended on the specific situation.
"..."
Only then did Lin Tian realize that this task had not assigned an additional theme.
But it had given him one requirement: a 98% satisfaction rate from the live audience.
The judges counted as audience