That night, the popularity of King of Masked Singers reached a climax.
Ye Lingchenâs Love Story in Guangdong immediately made it to the fourth place of the trending list. As for the top three...it was without a doubt, the songs sung by those three little fresh meats.
To this, Ye Lingchen merely smiled and ignored the matter.
Apart from that, he had also received a lot of personal messages from various celebrities.
[Xiao Dong: Too bad I didnât participate in this. Otherwise, Iâll definitely fight to the end. Youâll be in charge of this important mission this time. So what if theyâre little fresh meat? Our music mustnât be trampled on by these people!]
[Asa: Mr. Superman, although I donât know who you are...please do your best!]
[Big Mo: For the sake of singers of the older and younger generation, go get them!]
Those that messaged him were either singers of the older generation, or those that had great passion for music. It was done out of their passion in this and their fear for similar incidents happening to them.
How could little fresh meat trample all over them? By what merits?
Ye Lingchen was bored and actually read through all of them.
Nervousness? Anticipation?
He felt neither. All he felt was a little excitement.
âLittle fresh meat eh? Iâll just crush them!â
The next day.
The finals for King of Masked Singers began.
This time, the number of viewers increased drastically. The live stream was already filled with countless viewers.
[When is this show starting? I canât wait any longer.]
[Thereâs another hour plus. Iâm running out of patience.]
[I wonder who will be the first to perform.]
[Hahaha, I can finally see my Taotao. He will surely get first place.]
[Nonsense! Itâs surely my Huang Xing! Heâll win for sure!]
[Binbin is the best!]
[Iâm looking forward to Supermanâs performance instead.]
[Whatâs there to look forward to? Heâs sure to be eliminated first!]
...
Live at King of Masked Singersâ venue, it was less than an hour before the live stream started.
The stage was being set up in a hurry. Everyone was in their positions and the director checked repeatedly. They were all nervous.
All the contestants were standing by.
Ye Lingchen was waiting in the lounge, lying there leisurely as though it was not the day of his competition. He was the most relaxed of them all.
Beside him was the agitated Su Mo. âDid you forget what kind of vicious opponents youâre going up against today?â
However, she dared not disturb Ye Lingchen too much. Instead, she could only give him some reminders. âItâs about to start. We will be drawing lots to determine the order of the four performers...â
Ye Lingchen nonchalantly nodded. âOk, I understood.â
With everyone eagerly waiting, it was finally the countdown!
Three, two, one.
The live stream began!
Luo Sisi, the emcee, entered the stage elegantly and spoke with a smile, âHello everyone. Thank you for watching King of Masked Singersâ semifinals on Orange TV! Today, we will be having the final showdown for the ultimate king of singers! All four of them are highly popular. Today, they will be fighting on the same stage to see who can ascend to the great seat of a champion!
âI believe our live audience and live stream viewersâ patience is wearing thin. Thereâs only less than ten minutes remaining until the competition officially begins. Right now, itâs time to draw the lots. Please follow me backstage and have a look at the lot drawing. Who will be our first singer to take the stage? Letâs have a look.â
Backstage.
There were a total of four rooms.
Ye Lingchen, Huang Xing, Zhang Tao, and Binbin.
Luo Sisi walked nervously up to Ye Lingchenâs room and announced, âUp until now, Mr. Supermanâs identity remained a mystery. Everyone had heated discussions and made various speculations about his identity. Right now, Iâll bring everyone along to interview him.â
Knock, knock, knock.
Ye Lingchen could be heard saying, âCome in.â
Luo Sisi carefully entered carefully and asked, âMr. Superman, the competition is about to start. Howâs your preparation going?â
âIâm ready to start anytime.â
âIt seems Mr. Superman is very confident about this competition.â
âJust watch my performance.â
Ye Lingchen gave standard replies. After that, Luo Sisi left the room and went on to interview the other three contestants.
Unlike Ye Lingchenâs answers, the three of them expressed their yearning and determination to win. They were even asking for support from the audience on screen.
In the live stream:
[Ahhh, the results are out!]
[Whoâs going first?]
[Damn it, Taotao is the first one!]
[Hahaha, Huang Xing is second!]
[Binbin is quite lucky to go third.]
[That means Superman is the last one.]
[Just start it already. My vote is reserved for Huang Xing.]
[F*ck, the competition hasnât even started.]
[So what if itâs not started. I decide what to do with my vote. Iâm even asking my buddies to vote with me!]
...
The celebrities eliminated from the last round were also seated as special guests on the stage.
Sensei Luo, âSupermanâs luck is quite good. The last one to go on stage has some advantage.â
Sensei Teng frowned, âThereâs not much use for that.â
Feather, âYeah. I wonder what song he will be singing this time.â
Meanwhile, Su Mo was nervously balling up her sweat-filled hands backstage.
As they completed drawing lots, the final countdown for the competition began.
The lights were ready and the background music started playing. Everyone focused their attention on the stage as the crew members took their positions!
At the same time, Weibo, Jinri Toutiao, WeChat Moments, and Tieba were being flooded by posts regarding the King of Masked Singers.
The programâs popularity kept growing with more and more people joining the live stream. Discussions grew heated as the live stream was flooded with comments. The competition venue was filled with cheers and screams.
Finally, the lights started to change.
âItâs here. Itâs starting!â
âAhâTaotao! You can do it Taotao!â
âSupport Taotao!â
âHeâs so handsome!â
Glow sticks moved like a wave as Zhang Taoâs fans raised their hands up.
Zhang Tao was the first one to leisurely walk out of the door on the stage as it opened and immediately sent the audience into another frenzy.
The competition began!
Amidst the applause, the music started playing.
The synthesizer played a rock and roll tune just as before.
Zhang Tao looked up and placed the mic in front of his mouth. Facing the sky, he suddenly started screaming!n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âI say Lang Tao you say Yo!â
âI say Lang Tao you say Yo!â
âI say Lang Tao you say Yo!â
âAll together now!â
âLang Tao!â Zhang Tao then aimed the mic at the audience. âYo!â
âLang Tao!â
âYo!â
...
A lot of people were screaming happily at the top of their lungs. A few young ladies were even crying as they continued to scream with their hoarse voice.
Online:
[Everyone, letâs vote!]
[Show your support!]
[Wow, Taotao is really super handsome. His singing is so good.]
[Yo yo yo! Itâs amazing!]
Ye Lingchen watched those people going ecstatic on the TV.
Thatâs right. They were ecstatic. It was not even singing. Instead, it was just a crazy party of the celebrity with his fanatical fans.
Was that the influence of a little fresh meat?
Funny, is it not?