Godly Stay-Home Dad

ong many times.
It is a very wonderful song.
Singing a new song is also a good choice.
Zi Yan, why don’t you choose a new song for us? I have listened to your new album and it is also pretty good.”

When Zi Yan heard these words, there was still no change in her expression, but she took a deep breath secretly.
She turned her eyes away from the three judges, whom she had never heard of, and faced towards the nearly 100 audience members.
They were the people she wanted to perform for.
In Zi Yan’s heart, fans were far more important than some so-called judges who were hypocritical and only trying to make things complicated.

She compressed her emotions, gently opened her mouth, and coldly said,

“Then I will sing a new song.
‘How Warm It Is’ for everyone.”

At this time, the host took the lead and clapped.
The audience also followed and clapped for some reason.

The accompaniment immediately began to play and the audience listened carefully to the unfamiliar melody.

It was a comparatively decent song in Zi Yan’s lackluster album.
The song was bland and ordinary.
Thanks to Zi Yan’s heavenly voice, it sounded a little better.
However, poor quality songs were still poor quality songs after all.
It would not be as melodious as a high-quality song.

As Mu Rou stood nearby, listening to Zi Yan’s sweet voice, a trace of jealousy could be seen in her eyes again.

It was unfair.
Why did Zi Yan have such a beautiful voice? She started her career with a beautiful voice and some excellent songs.
Within only two years, she became popular, then expanded to the movie and TV industry.
She was just like a daughter of heaven, surrounded by endless acting opportunities.
She even acted in several movies with high box office ratings.

Of course, Mu Rou was not the only person jealous of Zi Yan.
Many people in the entertainment industry were also quite envious of her.
But now, no matter how famous she was before, wasn’t she just a third-rate singer now?

Although Mu Rou was envious, she was very happy at the same time.

Finally, after Zi Yan finished the song, the host and Mu Rou stepped back onto the stage.
After they sat down, the host looked at the three judges with a smile and said,

“It’s time for our music judges to give their comments.”

“Okay, let me talk about Mu Rou first.” The thin man on the left side picked up the microphone and spoke in a very serious tone.

“Mu Rou showed wonderful rhythm control, very outstanding skills in mood progress, and did well in her transition between true and false sounds.
It can be said that this song thoroughly displayed her skills as a singer.”

“But Zi Yan’s song, how do I say this, somewhat disappointed me.
In terms of rhythm, timbre, treble, and bass, I didn’t hear anything impressive, and it didn’t reflect Zi Yan’s singing ability at all.
The first sentence gave me a feeling of dullness, and the treble part didn’t impress me at all.
This is the worst song I have ever listened to during the program this whole year.”

Those words, although there was no foul language in them, sounded even more uncomfortable than actually cursing.
He evaluated Zi Yan’s singing as useless.

At this time, the host’s expression was a little embarrassed, but Mu Rou was very happy, with her eyes even full of derision, but she pretended to look at Zi Yan with a complex expression of confusion and question.
It seemed she was pitying Zi Yan.

Zi Yan still showed a protective and cold look, but she had already begun to increase her rate of breathing.
Her heart was not calm at all, and she was even a little angry.

After the thin man gave his review, he indicated that it was time for the fat judge, who was sitting in the middle, to give an evaluation.

The fat judge picked up the microphone, coughed softly, and said, “There is no doubt that Mu Rou’s song is a popular song at the moment.
From the enthusiasm of the audience, we can tell that she is good at various singing skills.
It’s a great improvement over the last program and worthy of praise.”

After these words, he looked at Zi Yan.
From his look, Zi Yan already knew he would not say anything good.
The judge curled his thick lips, shook his head, sighed, and said,

“Zi Yan’s song…with all due respect, was a terrible song.
It gives me the feeling of a tone-deaf person yelling at KTV.
It has no musical appreciation at all.
It’s a joke.
Zi Yan, if you want to come back to the entertainment circle, you definitely won’t succeed with such an attitude.
People are not fools.
They can tell good from bad.
Facts have proven this and it makes sense that your album was completely unprofitable.
Okay, that’s all.”

The fat man then leaned back on the sofa, raised his thick palm and motioned towards the middle-aged man on the right.

At that time, the audience was in an uproar.
They were all locked in a hot debate.
A small number of them agreed with the judges’ words because Zi Yan’s song was indeed unsatisfactory.
But, there were also some fans of Zi Yan and they felt that the judges’ words were too much.
Even if it was not a pleasant song, the fault was on the song itself, not on Zi Yan.
Zi Yan didn’t deserve such an evaluation since she had such a heavenly voice.

At that time, Mu Rou’s eyes were already full of pride.
The host was very embarrassed and did not know what to say or do.
Zi Yan, however, was sitting on one side, clenching her fists with her nails almost digging into her palms.
However, she could not feel the pain at all.
Her look was completely depressed.
People could feel her anger from the cold look in her eyes.

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