And so, the piano music abruptly ceased, giving way to the usual ending theme.
The accumulated bullet comments once again began to revel.
"The music is too good, isn't it?!"
"Just thinking about Suzuha working her Part-time Warrior job downstairs for half a day, then after work still having to painstakingly maintain John Titor's persona and give Brooch pep talks, I can't help but get excited."
"A Part-time Warrior in public, a Time Traveler in private!"
"So why does Brooch's expression look so bad? Logically, for a chuunibyou like him, becoming a savior and saving the world shouldn't be the most exciting thing?"
"Because he's a chuunibyou, but also not a chuunibyou."
"Speak in plain language."
"Without considering real-world factors, Hououin Kyouma is a chuunibyou, but considering real-world circumstances, Okabe Rintaro is not a chuunibyou. That's it."
"Ultimately, it was already quite clear before, wasn't it? Whether it was invading SERN or getting involved with Mayuri, Brooch was actually quite hesitant. After seeing the jelly-man photo, he even had nightmares."
"If it's just spouting random nonsense, then he's a chuunibyou, but if it's really about saving the world... emmm, the pressure is too great."
"So what is the worldline divergence rate of 1%? That number displayed when he sent the email before? I remember it was zero point five something."
"So the main plot is finally clear now? Changing the past by continuously sending emails to jump to 1%? By the way, is it too late for the main plot to appear in the seventh episode?"
"Don't worry, it will be the eighth episode soon."
Outside of the bullet comments, the audience below also began to discuss among themselves.
"So why did they show those unrelated scenes when Titor was speaking?"
"That's how talk shows are. When you're just talking about something but don't want to make a special PPT explanation for it, you just string together some animation clips. Anyway, you're not there for the visuals, but mainly for the content, which helps to keep attention focused on the content."
"Then why did Moeka appear?"
"Excellent answer: I don't know."
"To be fair, the main plot is clear, but the timing is indeed too late."
"Believe first, then believe."
"Hey, look, Lianlian ran off."
"No, I'm not looking. Beautiful girls don't go to the bathroom."
"If they keep playing, this show will really become an endurance challenge, won't it? A judge's bladder endurance competition, right?"
"Just tell me if you're watching or not."
"Running, running, I'm not watching this review. I'm going to the bathroom quickly. The eighth episode is about to start."
"Oh my, now that you mention it, I feel it too. Hurry, hurry, if we go late, we'll have to queue and miss it."
Although Host Fang Yuan didn't know why the topic among the audience below inexplicably went off-track, nor why they rushed to the restroom without even having time to savor the afterglow of the animation, he knew it was his turn to take the stage.
"Hello, audience, we're back to our judge's panel. Our seventh episode has concluded, and the eighth episode will soon begin." He walked a few steps forward and stood in the center: "But everyone, there's no need to be too anxious. Whether it's the restroom or anything else, our show has plenty of time."
"Even if you accidentally miss some of the animation's content, you can find a real-time playback recording of the live broadcast on a tablet by the side of the audience seating area, allowing you to rewind to any previously recorded content."
"So, don't rush, avoid crowding, and be careful of trampling."
Quite a few audience members had temporarily left, and one judge had also temporarily left. Oh no, now there were two.
Tang Sanshui lost the bladder endurance competition and quietly left his seat as well.
Considering the situation, although Host Fang Yuan really wanted to continue to liven up the atmosphere, the atmosphere, after all, could hardly go against physiology.
After hesitating for a while, no instructions came through his earpiece from the director, and the director didn't call for an ad break. Host Fang Yuan turned his head to look at the remaining judges.
Qihai showed no abnormalities, just switching between other contestants' live streams, casually reviewing them.
Cowboy Hao, on the other hand, had moved closer to Uncle Big Nose and was discussing something quietly.
And Uncle Big Nose, feeling Host Fang Yuan's gaze, looked up, then smiled and nodded.
"Alright, alright, one more minute. Let's treat it as a halftime break." The director's belated words finally came through the earpiece.
So, he put down the microphone and slowly walked over to Uncle Big Nose and Cowboy Hao, intending to listen to what the two of them were saying.
"...I think it should be enough, right? Five episodes, excluding the opening and ending, add up to a hundred minutes. That's enough for a theatrical film. Even if there are two more individual episodes, there's still a chance, right?"
"Hard to say. I personally think the atmosphere in that last segment was good, but it still comes down to the same point: pacing is the biggest problem."
"Although continuous broadcasting has retained quite a few viewers, not everyone is a master of appraisal like you. If he doesn't come up with something more, I feel that winning is quite uncertain."
"Yes, after all, it's not like the person who finishes the animation first wins. I know that, of course."
"But, but..."
"How should I put it..."
Uncle Big Nose gestured up and down, trying to describe what he wanted to express.
"Ah, the Host is here." However, Cowboy Hao interrupted his thoughts: "Didn't you say it was halftime break?"
"There are too many people. It will be the same when the opening theme plays later," he said.
"What, still talking about steins;gate?"
"Yes, this episode was relatively interesting, and there are indeed many points to discuss." Uncle Big Nose nodded, "But after more than two hours of continuous broadcasting, everyone really needs a short break."
"By the way, did the production team consider this situation before? That a contestant would finish their work in advance and broadcast it continuously until the end?"
Host Fang Yuan shook his head: "How could that be?"
"The editor is very difficult to master. Let alone finishing it all at once, even producing a complete first episode of acceptable quality is considered talented."
"The appearance of steins;gate was indeed quite unexpected."
"However, having such an opportunity to inject fresh blood into the industry is quite delightful, isn't it?" He smiled: "The director must be overjoyed."
"After all, the buzz around rapid production has really taken off."
"Alright, no more talking." He glanced at the screen next to him, shrugged, and Host Fang Yuan raised the microphone again: "The eighth episode is about to begin."