After all the mentors understood Lu Xiaobu's idea.
This audition filled with the sound of seed-cracking progressed at an unprecedented speed.
"Crack crack crack!"
This is the sound of cracking seeds.
"No good, next."
"Crack crack crack!"
"No good, next."
"Crack crack crack!"
"No good, next."
...
Seed shells filled the trash can, eaten by the bagful.
In a normal talent show, at least a dozen contestants should have been selected by now.
But here, only one.
...
Continue cracking seeds.
Gradually, the type of contestants everyone was looking for appeared.
A 58-year-old retired man who had no singing skill but just shouted his way through rock music with explosive emotion.
Pass!
A fishmonger girl who screamed like a lunatic, with a voice so hoarse it hurt to listen.
Pass!
A train driver who knew nothing extraordinary, but whose high note shocked everyone.
Pass!
