Chapter 77: Exclusive to Jinjiang 2/3

Shi Zhang paused for a few seconds, then changed the topic: “I just wanted to try a new style. Trying a new style now should be okay, right?”

He casually passed over the question, and the host didn’t press further. Only the barrage was scratching its head.

Viewers felt that Octopus teachers nowadays had become cunning, speaking with hidden meanings but not revealing too much. It was annoying, deliberately keeping people in suspense.

“Okay! Next, our excellent cosers will bring their works, and the four judges will have the important task of scoring. The rankings of the cosers will be used in the next segment, so please give fair scores, four teachers!”

The pace was fast, and the barrage quickly covered the new hot topic.

Cosplay works on stage generally require a lot of thought, showcasing the clothes and props they make.

Characters too ordinary, even if recreated very realistically, would have a natural disadvantage—not eye-catching enough.

So, this stage was very exciting. There were winged characters, characters in mechas, characters in beast suits, and those holding self-made heavy machine guns. It was dazzling—a visual feast—and the barrage didn’t stop.

FuFu’s entrance was in the middle.

In the grand symphony, he walked out slowly.

The audience was silent for a few seconds, then erupted into screams.

The tall man had golden long curls, silky fabric draped over his shoulders, revealing a smooth and powerful arm, and was holding a bow and arrow representing the sun’s brightness.

He smiled down at everyone, the light golden pupils gleaming and a circular halo crown emitting radiant sunlight, enveloping the whole person in a light golden purity and brightness.

From his perfect physique to his makeup, he truly looked like a god from Greek mythology.

As he gradually lifted his arms and pulled the bowstring, the decibels in the audience increased.

The movement ended with the last strong note, but the cheers below continued like a tide.

The host walked onto the stage, and it took her a few seconds to speak. She even laughed, “Sorry, I got too mesmerized; I forgot my lines for a moment.”

Laughter echoed below.

FuFu modestly lowered his head.

Simple interviews with each coser were a fixed process and also gave the judges time to score.

The host asked, “FuFu, you might be the guest with the shortest cosplay experience on the stage today, but everyone is quite enthusiastic. Do you want to share something about this character?”

Song FuZhi took the microphone and said, “This is a character from a work adapted from Greek mythology, Apollo, the Sun God.”

Before the host could say anything, the barrage exploded.

  – Ahh, I thought it was Apollo!

  – Wait, what god? Didn’t someone just cosplay this god a moment ago?

  – Octopus Teacher cosplays the Chinese Sun God, and FuFu cosplays the Greek Sun God. If these two didn’t plan it, I’ll do a live broadcast upside down and wash my hair!

  – I’m going crazy first—I feel like you two mean “Let me be your sun.” Is that what you both mean?!

  – My brain is not normal; let me say it first. Why do I feel like you two mean “sun every day and night every day”? (Dog head)

Of course, the host also remembered. She smiled and glanced at the judges’ table. “Octopus Teacher also cosplayed the Sun God, but the Chinese one. The two teachers seem to have good tacit understanding.”

Song FuZhi looked across the bright stage, meeting Shi Zhang’s gaze that was watching him. It was too scorching.

He cleared his throat lightly and hurriedly shifted his gaze. “Quite a coincidence.”

  – “Quite, a coincidence.”

  – Thank you to the photographer for cutting Octopus Teacher’s shot. Octopus Teacher, do you want to see what gaze you used to look at FuFu? You didn’t look so straight at any other coser before!

  – “The way he looks at him is far from innocent.”

  – FuFu, why did you turn away your gaze? Hahaha, shy?

  – If these two aren’t real, then I’m fake.

The host chatted for a few moments appropriately, then let FuFu go back to the guest seat. There were still many more showcases to come.

All twelve cosers finished their displays, and the judges’ scores were also completed.

Each person had a full score of ten, directly taking the sum of the four judges to rank.

All scores were announced, and FuFu got fourth place. The top three had indeed high completion levels, making people acknowledge them.

Everyone’s attention was curious, and they immediately saw that Octopus Teacher gave FuFu a score of “9.9.”

  – Octopus gives other cosers either a 10 or a 9.5; why is the score for FuFu 9.9? Hahaha.

  – Could it be that I’m overthinking it? Octopus Teacher wouldn’t be so childish, taking a long time even to score.

Song FuZhi glanced at Shi Zhang’s score for himself. 9.9 was still too high.

After the program ended, Song FuZhi specifically asked Shi Zhang why he gave this score. Shi Zhang answered seriously that he was objective, deducting 0.1 point because Song FuZhi avoided eye contact hastily.

However, this is all a side story.

The host quickly announced the purpose of the rankings:

“Now, the four judges will each lead a team. The cosers with higher rankings can choose their teams first, which will determine the teams for the upcoming games. So, choose carefully!”

So, that’s how it works.

The first place went to the female coser, Xiao Mi Liang, a young and cute girl who suddenly became popular in the last two years. She’s skilled in dancing, singing, and telling jokes, and she has a large fan base online.

Despite her usual sweet style, today she cosplayed as the female war god from a game, catching everyone’s attention with her powerful aura.

Impressively, she merged the two forms of the war god, with makeup on the left side like an angelic evil and makeup on the right side like a devilish evil. The costume and props were all improved, cut, and made by herself. With the live music and her expressive performance, she turned the entire stage into a theatrical performance rather than a simple cosplay display. The screams and cheers from the audience lasted for a long time.

She deserved first place, and now it was her turn to choose a team. Everyone was eagerly anticipating it.

– I guess she’ll choose Octopus Teacher, hahaha!

– I guess so too! Liang Liang said before that she grew up watching Teacher Zhang’s cosplays.

– Probably many people want to choose Octopus Teacher! After all, he has the highest topic, just returned, and you can get close to CP!

Xiao Mi Liang held the microphone, and a close-up shot swept across the faces of the four special guests.

Emie seemed very expectant, waving to her all the time, meaning “choose me, choose me.” This was in stark contrast to Octopus Teacher’s indifferent face.

But Xiao Mi Liang smiled and said “sorry” to Emie. “I want to choose Octopus Teacher.”

The barrage made the sound of “as expected.”

The camera switched to Octopus Teacher, and he politely smiled, giving a slight bow. “Thank you, welcome.”

– Haha, this is the octopus I’m familiar with.

– Polite attitude, sparing with words.