Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

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wires were cold. The moderator then said, " Dreaming Through the Universe Then the moderator questioned Malcomb, while Gavir nervously awaited the moment when his thoughts would be transmitted to millions of Earthmen. Malcomb told how he had been struck by Gavir's intelligence and missionary-taught ability to speak Earth's language, and had decided to bring Gavir to Earth. The moderator turned to Gavir. "Are you anxious to get back to Mars?" No! hands and feet, to the wall of a shack just the other side of the Barrier, to die slowly, out of Gavir's reach. Father James told Gavir that the head of MDC himself had ordered the killing, because Gavir's father had tried to organize resistance to the Corporation. Mars was where the magic powers of the Earthmen and the helplessness of the Martian tribes would always protect the head of MDC from Gavir's vengeance. A movement caught his eye. The producer, reclining on a divan in a far corner of the small studio, was making some kind of signal by beating "Well, enough of that!" the moderator said briskly. "How about singing one of your tribal songs for us?" Gavir said, "I will sing the himself up from the divan, and, feet planted wide apart, threw back his head and began to howl. He was considered a poor singer in his tribe, and he was not surprised that Malcomb and the moderator winced. But Malcomb had told him that it wouldn't matter. The dreamees receiving the dreamcast would hear the song as it Everything that Gavir saw and heard and felt in his mind, the dreamees the drock, for it showed that the Desert Man and not the drock, was lord of the red waste.... Gavir sat down on the divan, exhausted, his song finished. He didn't hear the moderator winding up the dreamcast. Then the producer of the program was upon him. He began shouting even before Gavir removed his headset. "What kind of a fool are you? Before you started that song, you dreamed things the whole thing—the Barrier, the guards, the labor pools and mines, the father crucified. It was awful! MDC is one of our biggest sponsors." Malcomb said, "You can't expect an untrained young Martian to control his very thoughts. And may I point out that your tone is hostile?" At this a sudden change came over the producer. The standard Earth expression—invincible benignity—took control of his face. "I apologize for having spoken sharply, but dreamcasting is a producer. "Good night, gentlemen." As they left the Global Dreamcasting System building, Gavir said to "In books there is power. All that you call magic in our Earth civilization is explained in books." Gavir wanted to learn. It was his only hope to find an alternative to the short, fear-ridden, impoverished life he foresaw for himself. stopped and stared. Gavir stared back. gravity of Earth. The Earthmen disappeared into a lift-force field. Gavir decided not to late. Malcomb woke him at 1100. Gavir told Malcomb about the what to do with them. The fact is, Senile Delinquency is our number one problem." "Why not punish them?" said Gavir. "They're too powerful. They are often people who've pursued successful The impeccably affable producer of Dreaming Through the Universe vice-president in charge of production. Scion of one of Earth's oldest communications media families!" They went with the producer to the upper reaches of the Global than average. He pointed a rigid finger at Malcomb and Gavir. "I want you two to hear a condensed recording of statements taken from calls we received last night." Gavir stiffened. They had gotten into trouble because of his "If you let that boy go back to Mars I'll never dream a Global program being mad!" "Keep him on Earth." Hoppy Davery pressed a button in the control panel on his divan, and the voices fell silent. time on a really big dream-show, not just an educational 'cast. Got a spot on next week's Farfel Flisket Show. If he gets the right response, we talk about a contract. Okay?" After Sylvie left, Hoppy Davery said, "That might be a good professional name—Blue Boy. Gavir doesn't Gavir thought. "Perhaps you would like the The following week, Gavir sang the Song of Creation on the Farfel Flisket show, and transmitted the images which it brought up in his mind to his audience. A jubilant Hoppy Davery called him at his hotel out the oath of the blood feud then and there. Jarvis Spurling ignored Gavir's hand and stared coldly at him. There was not a trace of the usual Earthman's kindliness in his square, battered face. "I'm told you got talent. Okay, but a Bluie is a Bluie. Preserve." "Mr. Spurling!" said Malcomb. "Your tone is hostile!" "Damn right. That Ethical Conditioning slop doesn't work on me. I've Iwill sign the contract," said Gavir. As he drew his signature pictograph on the contract, Sylvie Davery Gavir grinned at Spurling. "The contract, I believe, does not cover my private life." Hoppy Davery said, "Sylvie, I don't think this is wise." the hangout for wealthier New York Century-Plussers. Gavir told her about the attack, and she laughed. alive." "He seemed happy to get away from me," said Gavir. An arrangement of force-planes and 3V projections made the front of Lucifer Grotto appear to be a curtain of flames. Gavir hung back, but and smiled at Gavir. know what I wanted to do. It was Ethical Conditioning or nothing, so I picked attractive. He went to her, and he forgot entirely that she was over a hundred years old. In the months that followed, Gavir's fame spread over Earth. By spring, the rating computers credited him with an audience of eight hundred million—ninety-five percent of whom were Century-Plussers. Davery doubled Gavir's salary. Gavir toured the world with Sylvie, mobbed everywhere by worshipful Century-Plussers. Male Century-Plussers by the millions adopted blue Then there came the dreamcast on which Gavir sang the Song of enemies, false friends and callous leaders. It was a protest against sufferings that could neither be borne nor prevented. At the climax of the song Gavir pictured a tribal chief who refused to make fair division of the spoils of a hunt with his warriors. Gradually he allowed this image to turn into a picture of Hoppy Davery withholding bundles of money from a starving Gavir. Then he ended the song. Hoppy sent for him next morning. "Why did you do that?" he said. "Listen to this." Hoppy cut the voice off. Gavir saw that he was sweating. "There were dozens like that. If you want more money, I'll money. Say something nice about me on your next dreamcast, for heaven's sake!" Gavir spread his big blue hands. "I am sorry. I don't want more money. I cannot always control the pictures I make. These images come into my mind even though they have nothing to do with me." On his next dreamcast Gavir sang the When the dreamcast was over, a studio page ran up to Gavir. "Mr. They went to Lucifer Grotto, where Gavir's wealthiest admirers among him. Jarvis Spurling's square face was dark with anger. "You deliberately put my face on that animal! You want to make the public hate me. I pay your salary and keep you here on Earth, and this is what I get for it. "Gavir!"

<question>:
Why did the producers of Dreaming Through the Universe like Gaivir?

<options>:
A They did not have to pay Gaivir for the work that he did because he was Martian
B They respected Gaivir's straightforward and honest attitude
C Gaivir appealed to the older, more wilder, demographic
D Gaivir was very complaint and only broadcasted the material that the producers wanted

<answer>:

C