Becoming a great entertainer started with being cyberbullied.

After watching only five trainees, Chen Hong was already exhausted and thought she would resign after recording this episode.

This job isn't tiring, but it's infuriating; you can't handle her temper.

At this moment, Fang Ruoxi had already stepped onto the stage.

Bright lights, countless eyes, I reign supreme on stage.

She wasn't nervous at all; picking up the microphone was as casual as plucking a blade of grass from the roadside.

"Hello everyone, hello judges, I am contestant number six, Fang Ruoxi."

His words were eloquent and flawless.

On the judges' panel, several male judges stared at her beautiful face, somewhat stunned and forgetting their lines.

When Chen Hong saw that face, her heart sank. She thought to herself: "I'm doomed, another KTV queen."

Han Feifei got even angrier when she saw the male judge next to her staring at her.

"Ahem!" She cleared her throat loudly, reminding them that this was the despicable person she had warned them to eliminate.

Fang Ruoxi observed the 'turbulent situation' on the judges' panel.

Thinking of the new song she had just registered, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. As far as she knew, no singer in the entertainment industry had ever used this technique.

"Today I'm going to sing a new song that I wrote myself."

Han Feifei tried her best to control her expression, but her words couldn't help but be barbed, "Wow, this is the first student to write his own song, I just don't know how good it is."

"Original songs won't get you extra points. If you can't sing well, you can't advance."

Upon hearing this, Chen Hong, who was on her deathbed, sat up in shock and leaned forward to ask, "Original? Did you write the lyrics yourself, or compose the music yourself?"

"I wrote both the lyrics and the music myself," Fang Ruoxi replied with a smile.

The two of them went back and forth, managing to dodge Han Feifei's attempt to cause trouble.

Han Feifei: "..."

Undeterred, Han Feifei continued her 'powerful' efforts, feigning surprise, "Oh dear, then you shouldn't have come to our show. You should have looked for variety shows featuring songwriters."

Zhou Wen, who was behind the monitor, was just happy because Fang Ruoxi had presented her original work on the show.

"Um, should we edit this a little bit in post-production?" the assistant director asked cautiously.

Han Feifei's image has somewhat deviated from its usual persona.

Before she even started singing, her sarcastic remarks made it clear that she was a 'strict teacher' – only a fool would believe that.

Zhou Wen picked up a paper cup, took a sip of hot coffee, and said, "Why cut anything? This is already brimming with variety show appeal."

The assistant director fell silent.

Don't let Zhou Wen's usual amiable demeanor fool you; when it comes to work, anyone who dares to challenge her will face her wrath like a 'honey badger'.

Zhou Wendao said, "Everyone says that variety shows are a mirror that reveals true nature. Today I'm going to see who the real 'demon' is."

Upon hearing this, the assistant director panicked and forced a dry laugh: "Ha, ha, then let's see, let's see..."

On stage, the host held a small card with the students' information.

He immediately dropped the bombshell at the opportune moment: "Oh my, Teacher Chen Hong doesn't know this, does she? Our student is quite something!"

"You know 'Full Stop,' which was second on the music charts last month, right?"

Chen Hong knew all too well.

The superstars who didn't sign with the "Big Three" have a small group chat, and this matter has made them extremely happy.

The host continued to liven things up, "You know Leon Lai's song 'The Lone Warrior' that's currently topping the charts this month, right?"

Chen Hong knew about it, but hadn't had a chance to hear it yet. Instead, this month, besides Tianyin, the other two companies were "fighting each other," which amused them in the group.

I wonder what kind of trouble Wei and Xinghuang have gotten into this month.

Could it be that they've had enough of being second or third in command and are planning to dethrone Tianyin?

They analyzed the situation in their group for a long time, never expecting that these two companies were making such a fuss just to target a newly debuted songwriter.

"I know, but I haven't had a chance to hear it yet," Chen Hong said honestly.

"Well, I'm going to tell you now, everyone, don't be surprised, this person—" the host patted Fang Ruoxi lightly on the back, "is the lyricist and composer of these two songs!"

"You've seen people who can write lyrics, right? You've seen people who write their own songs and lyrics, right? But have you ever seen someone who not only writes their own songs and lyrics, but also sings them?"

The audience joined in, creating a lively atmosphere: "Never seen anything like it!"

"Alright! Without further ado! Please welcome contestant number 6, Fang Ruoxi, to begin her performance and let everyone see her."

The stage lights suddenly dimmed, leaving only a hazy, cold light, like moonlight, falling from above Fang Ruoxi's head.

The dry ice on the stage slowly spread out, and Fang Ruoxi, dressed in white, instantly became the focus of the stage, as beautiful as a fairy in the clouds.

"Huh? Why isn't there any background music?" Han Feifei deliberately questioned loudly.

Her voice somewhat disrupted the aesthetics of the stage.

But Fang Ruoxi was completely unaffected; she gently closed her eyes.

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Completely immersed in the emotions of "Painting Heart"

Chen Hong was very perceptive; at that moment, she sensed that the person on stage had changed their demeanor.

Chen Hong was secretly filled with doubt and unease.

is it possible?

To encounter a truly dazzling diamond in such a makeshift organization?!

Fang Ruoxi opened her mouth and softly sang the intro—"La, la la, la la la, la la la."

Those few shouts instantly quieted the restless atmosphere.

Then, right on time, the intro started, drawing everyone into the song.

The atmosphere immediately drew them closer to the song. This Fang Ruoxi was no ordinary person. Chen Hong raised an eyebrow and began to listen with her eyes closed.

"You can't see through it; it's your lost soul."

"I can't guess the color of your pupils—"

"A gust of wind, a dream, love is as unpredictable as life itself."

The audience members exclaimed "Wow!" in unison.

This time, however, they didn't receive any reminders from the production team. They were moved by the song; it was such a beautiful song, and it seemed to tell a very sad story.

I don't know who was the first to raise their light stick.

Then, like a contagion, one after another, the scene turned into a pale blue ocean.

"I can draw you, but I can't capture your essence."

As the first verse ended, Chen Hong frowned, her hand hovering over the light for the pass ticket, wanting to press it but not pressing it.

"Oh no!" Zhou Wen, who saw this scene from behind the monitor, thought to himself that something was wrong.

Chen Hong's professional habit kicked in.

"Something's missing, something's missing from this song!" Chen Hong muttered to herself.

Given Fang Ruoxi's skill level, Chen Hong should have given her a pass long ago. However, Chen Hong, driven by her professional musician's instincts, got caught up in the creative process and forgot about her role as a judge.

Just then, Fang Ruoxi put down the microphone and took a deep breath.

Han Feifei seized the opportunity to put down her, saying, "That's it? It's just so-so. I think it's like what Teacher Chen Hong said, anyone can become proficient by practicing in a KTV for a few years."

Chen Hong was focused on figuring out what was wrong with the song and didn't have time to pay attention to her.

Once Han Feifei understood this, it became Chen Hong's tacit approval.

This really got her going. "I absolutely won't let this kind of song pass! Our show is 'I Want to Be a Singer,' not 'I Want to Be a Lyricist and Composer,' right everyone?"

Among the male judges, some hesitated, while others nodded in agreement.

With a "click," Han Feifei was the first to press the button that prevented advancement, and the light in front of her turned into a red light that indicated elimination.

Several male judges who wanted to agree with her also moved their hands to the red light.

And it was precisely at this moment that the song reached its climax—the dolphin voice appeared.

"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Ah~"

There was dead silence.

Everyone's pupils dilated; it felt like the top of their heads had been blown off by the singing. Holy crap, what were they hearing?!

Just now, did Fang Ruoxi make a sound that no human can make?

What kind of singing style is this?

Someone in the audience said, "It looks like a dolphin..."

Is this even a human voice?!

Little did they know that an even higher wave of dolphin-like sounds would follow, pushing the atmosphere to an even greater height.

"Ah~ Ahhhh~ Ah—"

The long, melodious dolphin-like vocals resonated throughout the venue, driving the audience wild. They waved their cheering sticks frantically for Fang Ruoxi, becoming her loyal listeners offstage.

Chen Hong felt as if she had been struck by lightning; the last piece of the puzzle was finally complete!

Great song!

Good voice!

Then, she slapped her chubby little hand down hard, and for the first time since the diva joined the show, the advancement light in front of her turned on.

The echoes of the dolphin's voice were still lingering when the explosion occurred.

The audience was clapping, clapping wildly, the applause like slaps to Han Feifei's face.