One hour, two hours...
Time passed bit by bit and many people were already waiting in the live stream.
It was then that all the little fresh meats appeared together and began expressing their feelings.
âCome on, Taoâzi. This is the most critical battle! I hope everyone will support Taoâzi, thank you!â
âThe final battle of King of Masked Singers is live tonight! Please donât miss it, and donât forget to vote for Taotao! Heâs my godbrother.â
âI can see Taotaoâs efforts and I fully expect him to reach the finals. Itâs only right. He never even went out before the competition, and heâs proficient in lots of stuff, like singing, dancing, and rap. Taotaoâs fans must support him.â
Five!
Ten!
Twenty!
The little fresh meats were also posting their statuses and used their popularity to solicit votes for Taotao. Those little fresh meats still had to stake their claim.
Other netizens were discussing it too.
[Hanhan is canvassing votes for Taotao.]
[Little Feng spoke too.]
[Are these little fresh meats joining hands? Superman is going to lose this one.]
[Damn, so many helping hands. Amazing.]
[DUH. Heâs in a whole different league. All the people he knows are amazing people.]
[Isnât this against the rules? The competition hasnât started and the song hasnât even been sung yet, but youâre all canvassing votes at this time? Is this even a singing competition? Or is this a competition to prove who is more popular? F*ck!]
[This is unacceptable!]
[Damn, their abilities have become superficial.]
[Isnât Superman going to announce his identity yet? Maybe he can get a few votes.]
[Whatâs the use of announcing it? Will he ever be on the same level as this little fresh meat?]
[Hope is too slim.]
...
That night.
Live at the King of Masked Singers.
The audience had already entered.
âSensei Teng is here.â
âSensei Luo has also entered the guest area.â
Those eliminated singers took their seat as guests in the final.
Senseis Luo and Teng were talking quietly among themselves.
âHave you read Weibo?â
âHow can anyone not know such a huge incident?â
âSuperman probably wonât be able to handle it if those little fresh meat canvassed for votes like that.â
âItâs a shame our popularity is too low. Weâll be made the butt of jokes if we solicit votes.â
...
In a gathering among members of the music circle.
âHas it started yet?â
âAlmost.â
âWho do you think can win?â
âSuperman probably canât beat Zhang Tao.â
âThat might not necessarily be the case. That little fresh meat lacks singing ability.â
âThe problem now is that the little fresh meat doesnât have to rely on any ability.â
âItâs so irritating. These little fresh meats are a scourge! Canât they be brought down to reality?â
...
Various media companies.
The reporters were still at work. They finished writing their drafts as they waited for the finals to end.
âThis is the ultimate showdown.â
âOne is a little fresh meat while the other relies on real talent. Who will come out victorious?â
âWho knows.â
âLittle fresh meats have long swarmed the entertainment industry. Thereâs a high chance that Superman will be eliminated.â
...
In the live stream.
[Look guys, itâs about to start!]n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
[Theyâre going straight to the draw.]
[Taotao will go second.]
[F*ck, Superman will go first again?]
[Hahaha, tough luck for this guy.]
...
On the other side of the scene, the emcee Luo Sisi was also interviewing the audience. âThe competition is about to begin. Would you like to say any words of encouragement?â
âCome on, Taotao.â
âYou must win this.â
âCome on Superman, I really love the songs you sing and Iâm a big fan of you!â
âSuperman, I look forward to hearing you sing!â
Fans on both sides began shouting their lungs out, but Supermanâs fans were obviously more restrained than Zhang Taoâs fans. On the other end, Zhang Taoâs fans babbled one after another into the microphone.
âTaotao! Youâre the best! Weâre here to cheer you on!â
âThe title of Masked Singer King will definitely be Taotaoâs! I hope everyone will vote for Taotao! Heâs worked really hard.â
âAh, Taotao is so handsome! Taotao will win!â
Soon.
Luo Sisi took the stage and announced. âEveryone! This third round, which is also the final, starts now! Let us welcome our first singer to the stage!â
The whole venue fell silent.
Everyone in front of the live stream turned quiet too.
The lights shone on the entrance to the stage.
Ye Lingchen was already waiting there. He maintained his cool temperament and walked slowly onto the stage.
Everyone was looking at him.
They were all curious to know what Ye Lingchen would sing.
Would it be a new song?
What would he do to counter the popular little fresh meat who solicited votes everywhere?
Ye Lingchen nodded slightly at the band.
The band conductor nodded back in response.
The next moment, music began filling the air. It was a very special tune and the prelude was very catchy.
The audience stared at him.
The guest looked at him.
Chen Xiaoyan clenched her fists.
The audience in the live stream did not blink at all.
Ye Lingchen raised the microphone and sang in a low voice:
âWill you hold the line
âWhen every one of them has given up or given in, tell me
âIn this house of mine
âNothing ever comes without a consequence or cost, tell meâ
The audience was stunned.
The people in the live room looked stunned.
It was a new song.
Moreover...it was an English song!
While Ye Lingchen sang, the lyrics also appeared on the rear screen of King of Masked Singers, accompanied by a translation in Chinese.
The name of the song was Natural.
The singing continued, and Ye Lingchen gazed down.
He built up the momentum.
âThatâs the price you pay
âLeave behind your heartache, cast away
âJust another product of today
âRather be the hunter than the preyâ
The voice rose gradually in tone, as if an unyielding force was awakening.
There was an inexplicable strength in the melody, with the audiencesâ hearts becoming increasingly tempestuous as they listened to the song and read the lyrics.
All of a sudden, Ye Lingchenâs voice suddenly exploded with power.
âAnd youâre standing on the edge
âFace up cause youâre a
âNa-tural
âA beating heart of stone
âYou gotta be so cold
âTo make it in this world
âYeah, youâre a natural
âLiving your life cutthroat
âYou gotta be so cold
âYeah, youâre a na-tu-ral.â
Everyone who was watching live stood up with goose bumps all over their bodies. The intensity from the song poured into their bodies and numbed their scalps.
Shocking!
It was incredible!
Their hearts were thumping wildly!
Their bodies were shaking!
The song was not only amazing, but had a magnetic appeal too.
The audience was silenced!
At this moment, the entire world revolved only around with that charismatic figure who held the mic and stood on stage.
He then crooned softly:
âDeep inside me, Iâm fading to black, Iâm fading
âTook an oath by the blood of my hand, wonât break it
âI can taste it, the end is upon us, I swear
âGonna make it.â
Crushing!
Explosive!
Domineering!
Impassioned!
The atmosphere in the audience changed dramatically!
At that moment, many audience members suddenly stretched their hands and raised a fluorescent board with the name âSupermanâ written on each side. They stood upright and flashed their lights!
One!
Ten!
A hundred!
Everyone raised up the fluorescent board with Supermanâs name!
They had stars in their eyes!
The camera panned over!
The scene was just shocking!