Who the Hell Started the Rumor That Jiang Fang Was Tone-Deaf? (Minor Revision)

There were simply too many people. Even though the evaluations were tightly scheduled, only half the contestants had been assessed by the time the morning passed. It was already afternoon when Jiang Fang was called.

Thanks to the director's enthusiasm, the Kitten successfully received permission to become Jiang Fang's accessory.

The contestants had gathered in the hall. Some of those who had already been evaluated were beaming, while others looked dejected. Those still waiting were restless, rubbing their hands from time to time. Only Jiang Fang looked like he was merely here for a stroll, still in the mood to tease the cat.

Once half the contestants had been assessed, the atmosphere visibly grew tense. It was for no other reason than that the scoring this time was far too harsh! Half the contestants had gone up, yet there had not been a single S rating. Even A ratings were pitifully few—only seven or eight.

"Damn... that's terrifying! More than fifty people have gone up, and there's not even one S? Isn't that way too strict?" the baby-faced contestant sitting beside Jiang Fang exclaimed.

"It's over, it's over. I'm already getting nervous!"

The cool-looking guy beside him lifted the brim of his hat and glanced over, then said in an exceptionally punchable tone, "If you're not capable enough, of course you won't get an S."

He did not say it quietly, and everyone nearby heard him.

The baby-faced contestant sucked in a sharp breath and hurriedly covered his mouth. "Fuck, Brother Lu, keep it down!"

By sheer coincidence, none of the people in Jiang Fang's dorm had been evaluated yet. By that count, Jiang Fang was the first among them to go up.

Seeing how unhurried he was, still with the leisure to tease the cat, the baby-faced contestant immediately grew curious. "Jiang Fang, aren't you nervous at all?" He himself was nearly scared to death, afraid that he might slip up somewhere by accident.

Hearing that, Jiang Fang's hand paused as he stroked the cat. He raised his head, about to reply.

But someone suddenly cut him off.

"Our Jiang Fang is amazing. Of course he wouldn't be nervous over something this minor. Isn't that right?"

Lin Sen snatched the conversation away, looking at Jiang Fang with an expression that said he was here to watch a show.

Jiang Fang said nothing and continued petting the cat.

The atmosphere instantly turned cold. Even the carefree baby-faced contestant could sense it.

Lin Sen did not feel awkward in the slightest and continued, "Jiang Fang was joking with me just now, saying he was tone-deaf and uncoordinated. He's far too modest." His voice was not quiet, drawing the attention of everyone in the surrounding area.

"Maybe he'll be the first S rating once he gets onstage!"

He was practically praising Jiang Fang to the heavens.

Naturally, some people were displeased by that.

"Tch, you're already daydreaming before even getting onstage? Maybe he really is tone-deaf."

"Hehe, the first S? Even Brother Su only got an A."

"I'd like to see what kind of mess he'll be once he gets onstage!"

"Anyone can talk. I could say I'm 3S too!"

Hearing Lin Sen's words, these people assumed he and Jiang Fang were together. Naturally, they became even more dissatisfied with Jiang Fang.

There were also some who had watched Wilderness Survival. Seeing the current scene, their eyes flickered, but they said nothing.

"Wow, that's terrifying."

Someone in the crowd shuddered as they looked at Lin Sen's smiling face.

Si He was a fan of Wilderness Survival and had admired Jiang Fang's actions on the variety show immensely. Later, he watched the videos of Jiang Fang's skydiving and extreme escape, and instantly became a fan.

Naturally, he had also seen Jiang Fang's interview, and Lin Sen had been standing nearby listening at the time.

If Jiang Fang being uncoordinated and tone-deaf was true, then this...

Tsk. Just as expected—a weasel paying respects to a chicken. He was up to no good.

Si He looked around and found that many people had not spoken up, nor did they show much emotion on the surface.

It seemed there were still people who had not been provoked.

But for Lin Sen, the first step of his plan had been a success.

Take it slow. There was no rush.

He wanted Jiang Fang utterly ruined on this show, mocked by everyone!

The mood among the crowd gradually became tense.

Only Jiang Fang continued stroking the cat leisurely, completely unaffected by what had just happened.

Just then—

The host's voice rang out.

"Number 65, please take the stage. Number 66, prepare."

Number 66 was Jiang Fang.

Hearing his number, Jiang Fang patted the cat's head and stood up, looking at the baby-faced contestant.

"Yan Wei, can you watch the Kitten for me?" he asked.

The surprise came too suddenly.

Yan Wei stood up in a fluster, not knowing where to put his hands. His eyes could not be pulled away from the Kitten. "R-Really?" He had been coveting the cat for ages, but the little thing did not seem to like him much.

Luckily Qin Yan was not there. Otherwise, he would probably have said: It's not that it seems that way. It just doesn't like you.

After all, the Kitten only liked Jiang Fang.

And it was extremely possessive.

Of course, Yan Wei knew nothing about that. His eyes were still full of longing for the Kitten.

Jiang Fang nodded. "Really."

"Then I'll leave the Kitten with you for now. It's very well-behaved."

The Kitten let out a "meow" alongside Jiang Fang, as though echoing him.

"Good kitty, I'll come get you in a little while. Let this big brother take care of you first, and don't run around."

Still somewhat worried, Jiang Fang repeatedly reminded the Kitten.

"Meow, meow, meow!" Got it, got it!

Apparently growing impatient with his nagging, the Kitten stretched out its pink paw pad and planted one little paw against Jiang Fang's mouth.

Number 65's evaluation had already begun, so Jiang Fang had no choice but to hurry over to prepare. He placed the Kitten in Yan Wei's arms and left.

The Kitten understood what he had said. Knowing that Big Kitty would return and that this person was its temporary servant, it lay there with great pride, its gaze following Big Kitty.

The evaluation area was in the center of the stage. Not only could the host and mentors see it, but the contestants below could as well. If Jiang Fang failed, Lin Sen's earlier provocation would become a laughingstock for Jiang Fang.

Yan Wei was a little worried. Even while holding his favorite Kitten, he could not sit still.

Seeing this, Gu Siyu patted his shoulder.

"Relax. When have you ever seen Jiang Fang suffer a loss?" Although Jiang Fang had unquestionably been the victim in Wilderness Survival, aside from that first moment when it truly had been life or death, Jiang Fang had held the upper hand every other time.

Given what had happened just now, Jiang Fang had still been absentmindedly teasing the cat while watching Lin Sen build him up. He had probably already figured something out.

Yan Wei nodded and held the cat as he watched the stage.

Lin Sen sat in front of them, the corners of his mouth hooked into a wide smile. Even Yan Wei could sense the smug satisfaction radiating from him.

Number 65's evaluation ended quickly. The Trainee specialized in vocals and sang a highly popular song. Qiu Qian, the queen of pop, gave him a fairly high evaluation.

Just when everyone thought this might be the first S rating—

"Congratulations. Your provisional rating is A. Keep up the good work!"

An uproar erupted below the stage.

Even singing that well only earned an A?

Seeing this, Lin Sen felt even happier. See? Even heaven was helping him.

With Number 65 ahead of him, Jiang Fang would look even more pathetic. By comparison, Lin Sen himself would seem even more impressive.

"Number 66, please take the stage. Number 67, prepare."

The chance for revenge was right before him, and Lin Sen grew even more smug.

Standing backstage, Jiang Fang confirmed that there was no problem with the equipment and gave the venue an OK sign.

In his previous life, he had often attended all sorts of events. The business world was full of old foxes, and one careless move could land him in a trap. There were also countless banquets. Compared to all that, taking the stage was child's play.

Jiang Fang stepping onstage was like a top-tier final boss fighting low-level mobs.

His stage presence was overwhelmingly domineering.

The moment he walked out and stood there, he became the center of attention for the entire venue.

He was clearly wearing the same ordinary Trainee outfit as everyone else, yet on Jiang Fang, it looked like formal wear on a refined young gentleman attending a banquet. His hair was styled in a slightly messy but perfectly appropriate way, while the somewhat exaggerated idol stage makeup looked completely natural on his face.

To put it simply, Jiang Fang's looks were on an entirely different level from everyone else's.

Jiang Fang stood onstage, facing the four mentors.

Hm. He only recognized one of them.

Fang Yi looked at him and secretly winked.

Good luck!

"Begin your performance."

Jiang Fang smiled and nodded. "Please go easy on me, mentors. After all, I'm a little tone-deaf."

He said it with a smile, and no one knew whether it was true or false.

—

"Ding dong, ding ding~ dang dang dang..." A rhythm slowly arose alongside the sounds of sea breeze and waves.

In an instant, it felt as though they had arrived at the seaside.

"Heavens, can't you see that I love him..."

The moment that soft, textured voice emerged, everyone was instantly drawn into the sea within the song, as though someone were praying to the sky.

As soon as he began singing, the queen and king of pop onstage immediately straightened their expressions, staring in astonishment at the glowing young man in the center of the stage.

Below the stage.

Many people had been thoroughly brainwashed by the rumor that Jiang Fang was tone-deaf. Their eyes instantly widened. Some even rubbed their ears, wondering if they were hallucinating.

How was this possible?

Was this Jiang Fang singing?!

Holy fuck!!!

The gentle melody, soft tone, and tender voice were just like the song's title—a warm breeze blowing in from the seaside. Gentle yet sorrowful, romantic yet full of regret.

"May the warmth of this world turn into a wisp of wind."

"To embrace him in my place..."

Jiang Fang's gentle voice sounded like a quiet confession, yet it also seemed filled with endless regret.

It made listeners' eyes redden the moment they heard it.

Tears could not help spilling from their eyes.

The people on and offstage gradually forgot what they had been thinking about moments ago. One after another, they turned into red-eyed rabbits. Those with low tear thresholds were already wiping away tears frantically.

So gentle, but why was it so sad?

Had Jiang Fang suffered heartbreak?

Wuwuwu, why was I, a single dog, crying like an idiot?

Amid the chaotic thoughts of the listeners, the song gradually reached its end.

"Through countless quiet nights."

"I still think of him."

At that moment, the wind of Alaska Bay blew across the mainland.

The song ended.

The audience below was silent.

His vocal technique was nearly flawless!

Although this one song did not reveal a great deal, it still showed quite a lot.

For example, his falsetto transitioned seamlessly into his head voice, and he used pharyngeal voice to enrich the quality of his falsetto, making the song's emotional expression even more perfect and leaving listeners unable to stop themselves from crying.

Moreover, the song's range was somewhat too low for a male voice, making it difficult to control, yet Jiang Fang controlled it extremely well! Exceptionally well!

Seeing one part was enough to grasp the whole.

Qiu Qian was certain that this guy had not even revealed his true trump card. This song choice simply gave away too little! Next time, she absolutely had to make him show her what he could really do.

In her eyes, he was genuinely excellent material!

No, he should already be a tree steadily growing lush.

So, who the hell said Jiang Fang was tone-deaf?!

Oh. Jiang Fang himself.

Everyone: If this counts as being tone-deaf, then aren't we all musically impaired?!!!

After a long while, the venue finally recovered.

Applause erupted below the stage.

The Trainees chattered among themselves.

"Holy shit! That voice! Aaaaah, fuck, it was so gentle. I'm done for. It was too beautiful."

"So who the hell started the rumor that Jiang Fang was tone-deaf? That was complete nonsense! It made me misunderstand him! This has to be an S!"

So why were you so excited now, bro? Weren't you the one yelling earlier that if Jiang Fang could get an S, you'd be 3S?

"My mistake, my mistake. So Lin Sen, what you said was true. Sorry, I never expected Jiang Fang to be this fucking amazing! Being amazing is one thing, but he's even this humble. He's practically a role model for us all!"

The Trainee who had previously shouted that Jiang Fang was daydreaming said this while draping an arm around Lin Sen's shoulder.

"It's already enough that he's handsome. He can skydive and survive in the wilderness like a boss, he's a top scorer, and now even his singing is this insane!"

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