Translator: _Min_
The spectacle on stage was captivating, leaving the audience unable to look away.
[Oh my, where did Xie Yu get that costume? Itâs dazzling!]
[So beautiful!!!]
[I can now confidently say that this is Lanâs design! A core design! Have you heard of the âRight Hand of Godâ?]
The âRight Hand of Godâ was not a name but a title.
As Yun Lanâs personal designer who never showed their face, this mysterious figure was affectionately called the âRight Hand of Godâ by Yun Lanâs fans.
[No way, youâre scaring me!]
[Wait, if the âRight Hand of Godâ is involved, does that mean Yun Lan is making a comeback?]
[To be honest, youâre all thinking too much. Even if itâs Lanâs design, it wouldnât be a core one. Do you know what a core design represents? Theyâre priceless, and Yun Lan wouldnât lower her standards to design for a talent show.]
âDong!â
The drumbeat quickened, and the music surged.
Xie Yuâs dance moves accelerated. As the climax approached, he suddenly shed his outer garment, revealing his well-defined abs.
The fans went wild.
[Am I even allowed to see this?]
[This must be a treat from Mentor Si. Thank you, Mentor Si!]
[Those abs! Iâm voting just for that!]
Below the stage, Gu Wenzhu exhaled slowly and joined in the applause.
Beautiful, truly beautiful.
He knew Si Fuqing well enough to recognize her choreography at a glance.
âTeacher, donât those two outfits look familiar?â Qu Lingyun asked, puzzled.
âAre they from our brand?â
Gu Wenzhu turned cold in an instant, ânot sure.â
Foolish.
What use was Qu Lingyun as a student to him?
âOh.â Qu Lingyun nodded, believing him.
Since Gu Wenzhu said so, he must have been mistaken.
Many brands imitated Lanâs style, but these two outfits had captured its essence.
He decided to ask the showâs organizers later about the designer.
Meanwhile, Xie Yanqiu squinted, âWhy do I feel somethingâs off about that kidâs outfitâ¦â
It was very much like Lanâs style, but she had never seen such a design.
Moreover, Lanâs style was to first publish the designs online before releasing the physical product.
She needed to ask about this later.
âWhatâs up?â the man next to her quickly said, âOf course, it doesnât look as good as you wearing it.â
âStop buttering me up,â Xie Yanqiu inhaled deeply. âHurry up and vote for your son.â
The man silently took out his phone.
On stage, Xie Yu, still oblivious to the questioning he would face from Xie Yanqiu, continued to dance.
âDong! â
The final note of the music fell, and the audience went absolutely crazy.
Yu! Xie Yu!â
âAh, Xie Yu, please look at me!â
âXie Yu always surprises us,â Lu Ningsheng applauded. âSo handsome. If I were ten years younger, Iâd definitely chase after you.â
Laughter rose from the audience.
âThe dance was quite difficult today,â Lu Ningsheng said. âBut you performed it perfectly. Youâre really strong. But I have a question. Have you ever considered, if you donât debut, what will you do?â
âYes.â Xie Yu seemed regretful. âIf I donât debut, Iâll just go home and inherit the family fortune. â
[Say that again?]
[Damn, is Xie Yu really from a wealthy family? Inheriting the family fortune, whatâs this about?]
Xie Yanqiu mouthed something towards the stage.
Xie Yu caught it.
Five words.
Donât even think about it.
Xie Yu shifted his gaze, relaxed: âThank you, everyone.â
He stepped off the stage.
Meanwhile, Xie Yuâs votes were skyrocketing, quickly surpassing the one billion mark.
Backstage, Xu Jingshan watched the changing vote count and was glad he hadnât altered Xie Yuâs ranking.
Such overwhelming talent and a stark difference in votes; interfering would have been foolish.
Such talent was indeed worth promoting.
After Xie Yuâs groupâs brilliant performance, the subsequent three groupsâ performances were merely passable, failing to bring the atmosphere back to its previous high.
Lu Yan struggled through his performance, even cracking a few notes while singing.
After finishing, he didnât dare to look at the audience.
Donât ruin the group.] [I hope heâs not in todayâs debut lineup, but thatâs unlikely.]
Once all performances ended.
âAlright, thereâs one minute left, our voting channel is about to close,â Lu Ningsheng stepped forward. âPlease hurry and vote for your favorite boys. A last-second turnaround is still possible.â The fans frantically cast their votes.
Feng San was also in a frenzy.
[Have you voted? Tell others to vote too.]
[Delivery Guy]: What are you doing? Do you want the elder to kill you? Stop watching talent shows and focus on your martial arts training.
Feng San slowly typed a reply.
[Brother Nine is also voting.]
The group fell silent for a moment.
[Delivery Guy]: Voted. Feng San snorted.
Typical.
âTimeâs up, the voting channel is now closed,â Lu Ningsheng turned. âDuring these ten minutes, letâs look back at the traineesâ journey of hardships and laughter.â
The big screen started showing behind-the-scenes footage of the traineesâ practice sessions.
But the fans were clearly too anxious to pay attention.
[Itâs almost 10, hurry up!]
[Xie Yu for first! Xu Xiyun for second! Charge!]
Backstage, Xu Jingshan and other executives were astonished by the fansâ voting power.
The popularity of âYouth With Youâ had far exceeded Xu Jingshanâs expectations.
He looked at the real-time viewer count: 82 million.
An astonishing number.
Xie Yuâs votes reached an unimaginable level.
A real gap.
âAlright,â Xu Jingshan exhaled. âDonât release these voting results. Stick to our original plan.â
The tech team nodded and began their work.
The minute hand moved.
21: 59!
[Itâs almost time!]
The audience held their breath.
Even Xie Yanchiu stared at the big screen, not daring to blink.
âThe voting was intense, changing every second,â Lu Ningsheng also seemed nervous. âLetâs count down together: ten, nine⦠three, two, one! Look at the big screen!ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The second hand clicked.
The clock finally hit 22:00.
The screen stopped flashing trainee photos, revealing names and a series of numbers.
These were the final rankings.
No..l Xie Yu 7,837,219,341