The system makes me so beautiful that I don't care about anyone else's life or death.

"Ghost Voice, I'm giving you one last chance," the woman's voice said fiercely from the other end of the phone.

"What, you're going to kill me?" Su Ran asked casually.

"I won't kill you, but what happens next will be more painful than killing you."

"Then you'd better kill me. I'm a very vengeful person."

"Ghost Voice, I'm doing this for your own good. You'll encounter that situation someday. Even if you've had plastic surgery and your face is all fixed now, people will always remember you as ugly."

"Bring it on."

"you--"

'Snap!' Su Ran hung up the phone immediately.

On the other side, Ye Zi stared at the phone that had just been hung up, the veins on the back of her hand bulging.

She remained relatively calm and didn't smash her phone like Shi Youyou did.

"Come in," she called to a man.

"Is everything settled?" she asked him.

The man nodded. "Our people are back."

"Where are the things?" she asked, reaching out her hand.

The man respectfully handed over a cell phone.

Theater Stage

This time, "Girls Over Flowers" and "Super Boy" were recorded separately, and there were no male contestants on stage.

Su Ran sat below, and many people's eyes were fixed on her.

Ouyang Xue plopped down next to Su Ran.

"You have some powerful connections. Even Yu Ran's boss forwarded your posts, and Teacher Gu is biased towards you."

Su Ran was also puzzled by this. She asked Zhong Jue, who only said that she still had value to the company, but the songs she sang were indeed all at the top of the charts, so it was understandable that he would favor her, his cash cow.

Seeing that Su Ran didn't answer, Ouyang Xue felt bored. Seeing the doll on the other side, she got up and went over to say some sarcastic things.

A moment later, Guo Hui ran over and sat in the seat that Ouyang Xue had left behind.

"Ghost Voice, don't worry, I believe you will definitely not be eliminated. Even if you are eliminated, you will still be the champion in everyone's hearts!" She clenched her little fist and encouraged him.

"It doesn't matter, the championship has never been my goal." For her, the faster the elimination system, the better.

Guo Hui looked at Su Ran with admiration, "Sure enough, the people I admire are different. Guiyin is so cool, she doesn't take the champion seriously at all! Thinking about it this way, the pressure is relieved a lot."

"Guo Hui, what is your dream?" Su Ran asked with a smile, looking at her lively little fan.

"My dream is to become an actress. It took me a lot of effort to convince my parents to participate in the show. I made a bet with them that if I made it to the audition, they would allow me to pursue my dream." She smiled at Su Ran. "It's all thanks to Guiyin. By imitating your outfit and singing your songs, I finally got selected."

"You were selected because of your own ability, it has nothing to do with me."

"How could that be? It's extremely important; heaven, earth, and humanity are all indispensable."

"Then I hope you will become a good actor in the future."

"Hehe, I definitely will!"

The host, Yu Lian, came on stage, and then it was time for all the contestants to draw lots to choose their numbers.

Su Ran drew number 70.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but Guo Hui frowned and said, "Number 70 is not a good number. The closer it gets to the closing time of the voting channel, the more people at the front will have accumulated a lot of votes during this period, while the people at the back will be in danger."

"It's nothing," she said with a smile.

"Ghost Voice, you're so confident in yourself?"

Su Ran wasn't confident in herself, but rather in Ye Zi.

After a series of exchanges involving swords, spears, clubs, and other weapons, Yu Lian picked up the microphone.

"Next, please welcome our 70th contestant, Ghost Voice!"

Perhaps because no one wanted to offend Ye Zi, the applause from the audience was sparse, except for Guo Hui, who was clapping very enthusiastically.

"Ghost Voice has been very controversial lately. Have you ever thought about winning over those netizens who speak ill of you with your talent?"

"No."

Su Ran's answer was unexpected by Yu Lian. Shouldn't most people try to defend themselves or try to gain the approval of their haters?

"It seems our ghost voice is indeed quite unique."

"Those people who can easily confront complete strangers have personality problems," Su Ran said calmly.

In a roundabout way, she insulted everyone who had criticized her online.

The host was speechless.

This contestant, how have you survived this long with such a straightforward personality?

Yu Lian quickly changed the subject.

"Just yesterday, Ghost Sound and our band rehearsed for an entire afternoon. I'm sure everyone has been eagerly anticipating it. Now, let's wait and see!"

The lights suddenly dimmed, leaving only a spotlight shining on Su Ran's head. The large screen slowly opened, and the band members began to beat the drums.

Just then, images that contradicted the music were shown on the screen.

A robust girl with disheveled hair sat quietly in the classroom, head bowed and silent.

"Haha, you can throw a crumpled piece of paper at her and she won't dare to talk back."

"I'll give it a try." The man crumpled up the paper and threw it hard at the girl's head. Seeing that she didn't move, he laughed out loud, just like the man in front of him.

"Hahaha, she really doesn't dare! She's so timid. The 'cowardly as a mouse' phrase in textbooks is probably the best way to describe her, right?"

"Stop insulting the mouse. Mice are usually quite cute. She's so ugly it's unbearable to look at."

"What's the use of being good at school if you look like this? You'll still be disliked."

"Send me a copy of the video after you're done filming. I want to send it to other classes so they can see our school's 'school beauty'."

The girl remained silent, head bowed. She gripped her pen tightly and continued writing her homework, ignoring the malicious laughter around her.

Someone secretly hid behind her, suddenly snatched her pen, and held it high, saying, "Come on, come on, take the pen."

This was her last pen.

"Show your face so the new student can have a good look, and I'll give the pen back."

The girl smoothed her hair, trying to prevent them from taking pictures of her face, and lowered her head, stubbornly refusing to admit defeat to them.

"Hurry up, or you'll lose this pen." The boy handed the ballpoint pen out the window with an innocent smile that showed no malice whatsoever, as if this wasn't the first time he'd done this.

"Give it back to me," the girl whispered. Her voice was very pleasant.

"What did you say? Say it again." They pretended not to hear.

"Give it back to me!" the girl said, raising her voice as she tried to suppress her anger.

Just then, a girl behind her suddenly grabbed her hair, turned her face, and a face covered in ugly scars appeared unexpectedly on the big screen of the stage.

A gasp of surprise rippled through the audience.

Many people are discussing who this girl is and how the video ended up here.

Su Ran broke out in a cold sweat. Even though she had prepared herself, she still couldn't stop trembling when she saw this.

Then the big screen switched to a woman wearing a suit dress.

"It's unbelievable that our contestant, Guiyin, had such a past. It's regrettable, and it also makes us deeply aware that if the problem of school bullying is not solved, many more children like Guiyin will suffer as a result..."

The crowd could no longer hear what the woman said; they were only focused on one answer.

That ugly girl who suffered from school bullying is actually the angelic voice on stage!

The shock was so great that it surprised them beyond measure.

No wonder Guiyin always armed herself up and covered herself up completely; I never expected her to look like this.

In the live broadcast room

[Her name perfectly describes her; she looks like a ghost. Even Sadako (the main character in the anime/manga series) is prettier than her.]

[Evil has an evil face, who took this picture? Well done! People who are so disrespectful to their elders and have such ugly appearances should be eliminated!]

[The person above, judging people by their appearance is going too far.]

[What's wrong with that? She deserves to be bullied. People like that have dark hearts; they might come out and take revenge on society someday.]

[To the person upstairs: I think you guys are more extreme and more likely to take revenge on society!]

Su Ran looked up at Ye Zi's smiling face on the judges' panel.

All eyes were on her. After this incident, regardless of whether someone was sabotaging her behind her back, everyone wanted to hear Su Ran's response.

Even Gu Cai was in a state of shock, a flash of anger crossing his eyes. Who exactly was spreading rumors?

"Pfft." She laughed out loud.

People present and in the live stream were puzzled: how could she still be laughing after everything had been exposed?

"Ghost Voice, I know you must be very scared right now. Don't be nervous. Everyone still values ​​your talent." Ye Zi seized the opportunity and picked up the microphone to 'comfort' Su Ran. She was determined to break down Su Ran's psychological defenses.

Su Ran looked at her and smiled again.

Just when everyone thought she had collapsed, Su Ran took out an antique-style medicine bottle from her pocket and showed it to the camera, clearly displaying the three large characters "Ningzhi Pill".

"I don't know which unscrupulous person posted the video, but I know that the woman in the video cured her scars by taking this. You can search for it."

Just then, an advertisement appeared out of nowhere on the Dongyin platform.

A girl was being pointed at and gossiped about because of her appearance. She walked around crying and saw a dry well. In a fit of anger, she jumped into the well to commit suicide. But unexpectedly, there was a crystal coffin in the well, where a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in a crimson Hanfu was sleeping.

The beauty in the coffin seemed to hear the voices of outsiders. She opened her eyes, her expression inexplicably imbued with a sense of Zen.

She saw a girl who was feeling inferior because of her appearance, gently lifted her face, picked up a bottle of skin-nourishing pills from the table, and said to her, "You are beautiful as you are."

No one cared about the specific content of the advertisement anymore; everyone was staring intently at the beautiful woman's face, completely mesmerized, some even displaying animalistic expressions.

The advertisement ends with a comparison photo of a beautiful woman and a woman with a scarred face, but that no longer matters.

They only remember that beautiful face.