From yearning to becoming a mascot in the entertainment industry

After saying that, he walked towards the room.

"Teacher He, I'll go familiarize myself with the song first."

A day passes in a flash.

The next day, recording session.

"Welcome everyone to the singer-songwriter competition!"

"I'm the host, He Jiong, welcome everyone!"

He Jiong stood on the stage with a faint smile on his face, and a feeling like a spring breeze came over him.

"Today is the last episode of this program and also the final."

"I would like to express my sincere gratitude to all the friends who attended the event and those who waited in front of the online music platform for their support over this long period of time!"

Having said that, He Jiong suddenly showed a mysterious smile on his face.

"To express my gratitude to everyone."

"After careful consideration, the program team has decided to use a portion of the prize money to repay everyone's support."

As he spoke, He Jiong looked towards the direction of the Yunmu lounge.

"Didn't Yun Mu withdraw from the competition once before?"

"The production team will take out the money he lost when he withdrew from the competition and give it back to everyone."

"The program team rounded up this amount to 20 yuan."

"It will be divided equally into two parts, with 100,000 yuan used to give back to friends who have come to support us."

"The other 100,000 will be given away as a surprise prize during this voting session."

"The amounts in the red envelopes vary. The smallest is 6.66 yuan, and the largest is 8888 yuan. It all depends on your luck."

"Everyone in the audience has their ticket purchase records. Our champion will then draw the lucky spectator for the seat on the right day."

"At that time, we will directly transfer the winning red envelope amount to your account through the ticket purchasing system."

After talking about this benefit, the competition began.

Yun Mu was still the last one to appear.

After the first contestant finished his performance.

Yun Mu appears.

When he came onto the stage, the lights on the stage suddenly turned red.

The sounds of birds and insects can be heard all around, as if you are in the forest.

Just as everyone was puzzled, the big screen lit up at the right time.

In the painting, the Monkey King's phoenix-wing crown dangles golden threads adorned with moon-shaped shrouds, his fire-silkworm cape swirling in crimson clouds. His golden armor bears a Kui pattern, hinting at the roar of a dragon. His black ice jade belt entwines cold mist, his combat boots brimming with golden lotus blossoms stained with peach dew. His entire being is imbued with the spiritual light of the three realms, forging a fierce and unyielding spirit.

It was exactly the scene when the Monkey King Sun Wukong was in the Flower-Fruit Mountain.

At this time, the name of the song also appeared on the big screen.

Wukong.

"The moon splashes across the starry sky, and the road ahead is long."

"The wind and smoke have faded, leaving only the lonely figure."

"Who said I'm extraordinary?"

"Who makes me love and hate?"

"In the end, I was heartbroken."

"..."

Through Yun Mu's singing, the image of Sun Wukong suddenly appeared in everyone's mind. On the journey to obtain the scriptures, there were difficulties and obstacles, as well as all kinds of things in the world. It was not only a training of the body, but also a training of the mind.

"Is it a human, a ghost, or a monster?"

"It's just that I have a demonic debt in my heart."

"Call out to the Buddha, and there is no turning back."

"Kneeling to someone as a teacher is irrelevant to life or death."

"..."

"What use do I have for this iron rod?"

"So what if I have this change."

"Still uneasy, still melancholy."

"The golden hoop is on my head, I want to speak but I can't."

"..."

"Trampling Lingxiao, being unbridled and unruly."

"The world is evil and dangerous, and there is no escape."

"This blow will turn you into ashes."

After singing the song, there was thunderous applause.

He Jiong came onto the stage and looked at Yun Mu with a playful look.

"It's not easy."

"This is the first time since Yun Mu came to this stage that he hasn't hidden a dagger in his song, except for that time when he withdrew from the competition."

His words immediately resonated with the audience.

"That's right! Damn Yun Laoliu, when I ran out of paper, you made me cry uncontrollably. I couldn't control my tears. I figured this was the finals, so there must be a saw hidden in this song? I went out of my way to buy a roll of paper, but you didn't hide a knife!"

"You're still a human?!"

"There were twelve episodes in total, and one was abandoned midway through. You were in the show for ten episodes, but you didn't make it to the finals?!"

"Refund!"

"Refund!"

"Refund!"

"Refund!"

The venue was suddenly filled with thunderous cries of ticket refunds.

Jury seat.

Xue Zhiqian looked excited.

"I'm familiar with this scene!"