Chapter 24 2/2

6. In the fourth year after termination, Jinjiu began to sign up for various singing programs. Why didn’t everyone notice? Because he was eliminated in the audition or preliminaries, I summarized the Jinjiu audition videos found by the experts; there are a total of eighty-five, and each elimination reason is without exception: unable to sing a word.

The most recent video is from last month, also silent until elimination. The video link is in the second link, and you can see that he is very nervous. Because in “Sing! Your Song,” Jinjiu, although silent for forty seconds, successfully sang eight lines in the last twenty seconds. So it can be judged that he can sing, but he also has a psychological shadow about singing on stage.

7. So, in just three years, there were eighty-five auditions that could be found with video evidence. This can also be easily explained. Jinjiu probably wanted to overcome his “can’t make a sound on stage” problem. As for why he has such a shadow, everyone can see the third link. That was Jinjiu’s last concert, and it was the last straw that people speculated led to his suicide. The entire atmosphere was so oppressive that I couldn’t help but leave without finishing watching, and you can challenge it.

This is roughly the Jinjiu incident. Even someone like me, who never idolizes and only indulges in watching the drama, has to say that it’s tragic—really tragic, extremely tragic. These are just rough summaries, and for more details, you can search on your own. [You are welcome to comment and correct any inconsistencies in the information.]

Sheng Quan thought she knew a lot about Jinjiu’s past, but when netizens dug deeper, she realized that Jinjiu’s experiences were a hundred times more brutal than described in the book.

Now it’s already a real world here. Jinjiu has witnesses, classmates who saw him drop out, doctors who treated him, colleagues who worked with him, and even people who saw him in training classes.

For these people, he was just a passing figure in life. But when Sheng Quan brought Jinjiu to the stage, these people naturally emerged as “witnesses,” piecing together Jinjiu’s experiences.

The book did not write that he dropped out because of severe self-harm or that he worked almost exhaustively to save money for studying and treatment. It didn’t mention that he was forcibly pushed on stage, facing disappointed fans.

The book mentioned that he seized opportunities to participate in singing programs, but it didn’t specify the numbers. Just finding videos, there were eighty-five, meaning Jin

Time and time again, standing on the stage, facing a dark past, denying himself because he couldn’t produce a sound,

This is the seventh year. How many times has he experienced this in the thirty years mentioned in the book?

And it doesn’t end there. Riding on the small donkey was just a summary of significant pieces of evidence. As she scrolled through the comments, she saw even more.

The blogger missed something. Jinjiu not only got poisoned but also got his throat cut after being poisoned. There was a dispute with Zhou Xie after reporting to the police, and Zhou Xie did it. There’s an old newspaper with a picture of Jinjiu’s neck wrapped in gauze. [Although the wound wasn’t deep and didn’t affect the vocal cords, it was a throat cut.]

[WTF, poisoned and throat cut; he was only sixteen at that time! ]

So tragic, so tragic that I can’t help but cry, especially when watching the videos of Jinjiu participating in the competition. When he stood there motionless, his body trembling slightly, sobbing! ]

I was that colleague from the fried chicken shop. At that time, I even teased him to sing, thinking it was fun when he couldn’t sing. Now… I’m so guilty! I’m so guilty! ]

[The blogger summarized it well.] Sobbing after watching the video, I couldn’t get over it for a long time. [He obviously had such a psychological shadow, obviously trembling at his fingertips, but when someone supported him, he still sang.]

[I’ve heard his name before but just passed it by.] If I could, I’d like to go back to that dark concert and hold up a light sign for him! Let him see that there are still people supporting him! ]

So Sheng Quan’s regret about not knowing Jinjiu at that time means this. She’s an insider; she must know the inside story. Sobbing, I said, the person Sheng Dong likes, how could he be inferior? ]

[Who understands! Now I keep watching the recording of “Sing! Your Song,” the scene where Sheng Quan holds up the light sign, and Jinjiu’s obviously incredulous look is so touching, sobbing.

[His singing is really good; even now that his voice has been ruined, it’s still beautiful.]

[It is hard to imagine the effort he put in to sing so beautifully after his voice was ruined.]

That guy, Zhou, did all the bad things! How come he only got three years in prison? He should have a lifelong sentence! Lifelong! ]

Isn’t his family’s company about to collapse? [I’ve’veen news these days saying that his uncle also went in.]

[Sobbing, poor thing, I really want to hug Jinjiu.]

Ming Qi knocked on the door from outside and said, “Chairwoman Sheng, we’re heading to the program venue!”

Sheng Quan answered, getting up to open the door. Ming Qi held onto her arm and said, “It seems like tickets are needed for the audience in the finals. Didn’t the staff say they reserved some tickets for you? Whom did you give them to?”

“I sold them,” Sheng Quan replied.

“You sold them?” Ming Qi was surprised. “Don’t you need to prepare some fans for Jinjiu?”

She referred to the so-called acting fans, a common practice in the entertainment industry. If a celebrity doesn’t have enough real fans, they might pay people to pretend to be fans, creating the illusion of popularity.

“Not needed.” Sheng Quan looked at her phone, smiling as she closed it. “He has his own fans.”

At the finals venue, when Jinjiu appeared, the barrage was in an uproar.

[Is this Jinjiu?] ]

Where did this handsome guy come from? Bring back the gloomy, long-haired guy! ]

Oh my gosh, so handsome, so handsome, so handsome, so handsome! ]

Help! I thought those reports seven years ago saying he looked like an angel were exaggerated! ]

[Ah ah ah ah, he looked at the camera. Why is the cameraman shaking so much?] He quickly cut back to him! ]

[Those eyes! Those eyes!! Aaah! ]

Jinjiu has now truly undergone a transformation. When he looked up under the stage lights, it seemed as if all the world’s light converged on him.

But his gaze remained focused on Sheng Quan.

When he saw Sheng Quan clapping and smiling, he involuntarily revealed a small smile.

As the lights dimmed, all eyes in the venue focused on Jinjiu on the stage.

But he no longer feared the silent black sea.

Jinjiu picked up the microphone, and with the accompaniment, his voice, like a bewitching tone, slowly rose from low to high. This time, he performed even better than last time.

His gaze remained downward, like a merman just coming ashore, freely releasing the abundant emotions in his throat, using his singing to showcase himself as much as possible.

The mentor’s admiration, the praise behind the scenes—he paid no attention to any of it.

After finishing a song, Jinjiu’s chest rose and fell slightly, and he looked towards Sheng Quan, somewhat anxiously awaiting her evaluation.

Sheng Quan smiled and raised the light sign in her hand.

Before Jinjiu could show a smile, behind Sheng Quan, two light signs with Jinjiu’s name lit up.

He didn’t react at first, but when he heard someone shouting his name from below, he was somewhat stunned and then looked over to confirm.

Jinjiu, go for it! ]

[(Heart) Jinjiu (Heart)]

Jinjiu is the best! ]

[The best-sounding Jinjiu!] ]

He stiffened, looking down, unable to believe it.

Behind Sheng Quan, light signs with Jinjiu’s name kept appearing.

They flashed, connecting into a small, starry sea.