After taking advice, I became a top male idol.

"Alright, everyone!"

The host, holding cue cards, announced in a voice that echoed throughout the Workers' Stadium: "The first round of the two-person PK competition has concluded!"

"Lin Zhixing, Zhang Xianyu!"

"Congratulations to these two contestants for securing the final two tickets to the throne!"

"Next, we are about to enter the grand finale of 'The Voice of China,' the most thrilling and also the most brutal segment—the ultimate showdown!"

"Tonight's champion will be one of these two players!"

Accompanied by rousing electronic sound effects, golden flames blazed on the large screen, gradually coalescing into half-body images of two people.

On the left is Lin Zhixing, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with deep and composed eyes.

On the right is Zhang Xianyu, dressed in a white suit studded with diamonds, with a refined and affectionate smile.

"Lin Zhixing! vs. Zhang Xianyu!"

As these two names were announced, the atmosphere in the venue reached a new climax.

The audience's emotions were completely ignited.

"Oh my god, it's finally the last step! My heart is pounding, I wonder who will win, I'm so nervous!"

"Yes, yes, my palms were sweaty!"

"Champion? Is there even a question? It's definitely Lin Zhixing! Four and a half million votes! Even a blind man would know who to choose!"

"I support Lin Zhixing! 'Dong Feng Po' is legendary! It would be an injustice if Brother Lin didn't win the championship!"

"Yes! I was a huge fan of Li Ziming just now, but now I support Lin Zhixing! His 'Dong Feng Po' deserves this championship!"

"I'm a fan of Hao Ge, rock and roll will never die! What kind of crap did that Zhang Xianyu sing? It was so weak, like he hadn't eaten. Does he even deserve to be in the finals? I'm also on Lin Zhixing's side!"

The surrounding area was filled with huge cheers for Lin Zhixing, but this made the fans in Zhang Xianyu's exclusive fan group feel very uncomfortable.

The girls holding silver light sticks began to fight back with all their might.

"Hmph! What do you know!"

"Hyunwoo oppa's delivery was so heartfelt! So eloquent! Hyunwoo oppa will definitely win!"

"Exactly! Our Hyunwoo oppa is the real king of popularity! He'll definitely win!"

"My brother is not only handsome, but he also sings beautifully; his professional skills are top-notch!"

"Hyunwoo, fly high! Your feathers will always be with you! Tonight's championship will definitely be our brother's!"

......

online.

In the official online live broadcast room.

The number of online users has exceeded an astonishing 60 million!

This is absolutely a miracle in the history of Chinese variety shows!

"The ultimate battle! A new generation of top stars is about to be born!"

"Brothers, although Brother Lin's performance in the first round was phenomenal, to be honest, I'm worried!"

"Yes, Zhang Xianyu's vote count surged suspiciously in the last round; it's definitely due to capital intervention and hiring online trolls!"

"Damn it, are we going to see another scenario where capital forces useless people onto the market???"

"Brothers, no matter what, let's hold onto our votes and throw them all at Brother Lin! We absolutely can't let capital succeed!"

"What's there to be afraid of! Faced with absolute power, online trolls are nothing! As long as Brother Lin stays calm, our votes will drown him!"

"Go, Lin! Bring the championship trophy back to me!"

......

On Weibo.

Entertainment bloggers, music critics, and even some influential self-media figures who are just following the drama are all keeping up with the competition in real time.

#Lin Zhixing vs. Zhang Xianyu#

#Who is the champion of The Voice of China#

Most people are optimistic about Lin Zhixing, after all, in terms of the quality of his works and his ability to move audiences on stage, Lin Zhixing is a completely superior performer.

However, a small number of people believe that the power of capital should not be underestimated.

After all, in the entertainment industry, a veritable melting pot, there are countless examples of incredibly talented people who have been blacklisted or sidelined by capital.

The top ten trending topics were almost entirely dominated by the finals.

The entire internet's attention was focused on the upcoming concert.

......

Backstage, main broadcast control area.

Xia Xue sat in front of the monitor screen, watching the various data constantly being transmitted from the backend.

She rubbed her throbbing temples, picked up the black coffee beside her, and took a big gulp. The bitter taste spread in her mouth, making her a little more awake.

She watched the two young men about to face off on the big screen.

Is there any shady dealing involved?

As a seasoned director who has been in the entertainment industry for many years and produced numerous S-level variety shows, Xia Xue was certainly aware of the behind-the-scenes dealings.

But can she stop it?

No.

The competition rules are based on real-time voting on Weibo. As long as the other side is discreet enough, using a large number of real accounts to boost votes, or directly bribing the underlying voting channels, the production team simply cannot identify and eliminate these "invalid votes" in a short period of time.

Moreover, Xinghuang Entertainment is one of the program's major financial backers, with a complex and intertwined network of interests behind it, where a single move could have far-reaching consequences.

Xia Xue put down her coffee cup and tapped her fingers lightly on the table.

"Lin Zhixing, you have talent, and you have audience appeal too."

"However, in this industry, these things alone are not enough. The ability to withstand the impact of capital and to thrive even in adversity is the only way to become a true top star."

"Whether they can withstand this suffocating malice, whether they can unleash even greater power under the heavy pressure of capital, that's what I really want to see."

"This is a hurdle. If you can't get over it, you'll just be an ordinary singer with some talent forever, and you'll eventually fade into obscurity."

"If you can pull through, tonight will be your coronation."

......

on the stage.

"alright!"

The host's voice rang out again.

It brought everyone back to their senses.

"The ultimate showdown has officially begun!"

"According to the draw results, Zhang Xianyu will be the first to appear!"

"Jang Hyun-woo, please prepare!"

"Ahhhhh!"

Zhang Xianyu's fan group erupted in sharp screams.

As the host announced the program, the stage lights instantly changed, becoming soft and ambiguous, with layers of pink halos enveloping the entire venue.

Zhang Xianyu slowly rose from the platform, clearly putting his "deeply affectionate prince" persona to the fullest today.

The white suit, studded with rhinestones, sparkled under the lights, and she held a bright red rose in her hand.

"This song is called 'Unforgettable Eyes,' and it's dedicated to all of you who have always supported me."

Zhang Xianyu gave the audience a smile that he had practiced countless times.

A lyrical accompaniment began.

He was very confident tonight because he knew that he had two powerful backers.

With General Manager Liu and General Manager Li around, he's guaranteed to win this championship.

Zhang Xianyu took a deep breath and raised the microphone.

This time, he sang a song called "Unforgettable Eyes," which was specially created for him by a top producer at Xinghuang Entertainment.

It has to be said that the top-notch production team that Xinghuang Entertainment brought in is quite capable. The melody of this song is very catchy, and the arrangement is also very clever.

It perfectly masked Zhang Xianyu's inability to reach high notes, making his voice sound gentle and magnetic.

You linger in my heart.

"Like those unforgettable eyes..."

Zhang Xianyu sang with deep emotion, his eyes closed.

Zhang Xianyu's fans went into a frenzy.

"That sounds so good!"

"Yeah, yeah! Hyunwoo oppa is so handsome, and he sings so well, he's practically the perfect idol!"

However, most viewers focused their attention on the real-time vote count displayed on the big screen.

crazy!

The actual vote count is absolutely insane!

He had been singing for less than a minute.

The numbers on the big screen were rising rapidly, like a rocket!

500 million!

600 million!

700 million!!!

"Holy shit!!!"

"What the hell?!"

Some audience members gasped in surprise.

"What kind of incredible speed is this?! He gained two million votes in just one minute?!"

"Holy crap! Did they buy every single zombie account in China?!"

"This is unbelievable! This price increase is ten times faster than the peak of Lin Zhixing's 'East Wind Breaks' just now!"

But the numbers on the screen did not stop because of the audience's doubts; instead, they continued to climb at an even faster pace.

on the stage.

"Let me hold your hand until the end of time..."

Zhang Xianyu sang more and more passionately on stage, and would occasionally interact with the fans in the audience, winking and blowing kisses.

When Zhang Xianyu finished singing, he struck a closing pose, gazing affectionately into the distance.

The numbers on the big screen reached an astronomical figure that left everyone feeling hopeless.

[Zhang Xianyu, total votes: 10,054,321!]

Ten million votes!

It has surpassed ten million!

Zhang Xianyu's fan group erupted in cheers.

"Ahhh! Hyunwoo oppa is amazing!"

"We've got this in the bag! Ten million votes! Who can break that record!"

"Yes, yes! The championship belongs to our brother!"

In other areas.

"This is hopeless, damn it!" One guy slammed the inflatable baton on the ground, cursing angrily. "What the hell is this game?! Ten million votes! Are all the netizens in the country voting for him? This is so obviously fake!"

"There's no way they can catch up, right? How can they possibly catch up?" A spectator next to him looked dejected. "Lin Zhixing only got 4.5 million in the first round, that's almost 6 million votes short! That's like a mountain range!"

"The truth is written all over their faces! Do they think we're all fools? Capitalists are utterly shameless!"

"Ten million..." Zhou Xiaoya's glow stick fell limply to her side. "How can we even compete like that?"

"There's no way we can catch up, right?" Chen Tingting's face also showed despair. "Brother Lin got 4.5 million in the last round, almost 6 million votes short!"

"These capitalists are utterly shameless!"

"It's over, completely over. That's tens of millions of votes! Where in China are we going to find so many living people voting at the same time?"

"Heh, money talks. If you're willing to spend it, you can get a hundred million votes."

The live stream chat was filled with lamentations.

"There's no hope, damn it! What's the point of watching anymore? It's a rigged scandal! Let's all go!"

"We're short by over six million votes! Even if we used all our family members' ID cards to register accounts, we still couldn't fill this gap!"

"That's it, that's it! Capital has raped music, this show is unwatchable!"

"Brother Lin has a chance! Don't give up, everyone! When the passage opens, call everyone you can! Let's vote!"

"It's no use... No matter how hard we try, we can't fight against vote-rigging by capital..."

......

On Weibo, there was also a barrage of criticism.

Countless angry netizens flooded the official account of "The Voice of China" with messages demanding an investigation into the water meter, the removal of invalid votes, and an explanation, but the official account did not respond.

......

On the mentor's seat.

The four mentors looked at the figure of ten million and their expressions turned somewhat grim.

"This is outrageous," Shen Ming said, pushing up his glasses and letting out a helpless sigh. "It's hopeless. Even if Lin Zhixing writes something brilliant, he can't possibly cross the gap of millions of votes."

"Yeah, it's fucking frustrating!" Brother Li slammed his fist on the table in frustration. "What kind of mess is this?!"

Han Xuening shook her head, her eyes full of regret: "Faced with this level of votes, any talent seems pale and powerless. Lin Zhixing is probably going to be cannon fodder this time."

Only Ye Lan sat in the middle.

Her eyes, as clear as autumn water, remained calmly fixed on the stage.

She knew that Xinghuang must have been involved in vote rigging.

If she needs it, she can also find a way to help Lin Zhixing increase his votes.

but......

She remembered what he said when he left the studio that day.

"Sister Lan, thank you. But this time, I want to rely on myself."

Haha, this kid has quite a strong sense of self-esteem.

Ye Lan pursed her red lips slightly. "Who wins and who loses is still uncertain."

......

VIP area.

Zhou Liren, the CEO of Tianyue Entertainment, stared at the screen with his brows furrowed tightly, his good mood completely gone.

"Old Liu has really gone mad this time, he's even lost all sense of shame." Zhou Liren shook his head. "Xuanxuan, Lin Zhixing's chances are slim this time. Ten million votes, that's a gap that talent can't bridge."

"Should we... join in and give him a hand?"

Zhou Xuan bit her lip, stared at the screen for a while, and finally shook her head: "He said no. He said he wanted to win this championship on his own."

On the other side...

The area of ​​Xinghuang Entertainment.

Even the boss, Liu Yilong, was stunned by the ten million figure on the screen.

"Holy shit!"

Liu Yilong even swore, his hand holding the cigar froze in mid-air, and he turned to look at his assistant with a bit of a daze.

"Our online army is that powerful? This guy only sang for a few minutes and already got ten million votes? You poured all the company's working capital into that?! Ten million votes?!"

"No...no, Mr. Liu!"

The assistant was also sweating profusely, his hands trembling as he held the tablet. He stammered, "Mr. Liu, our online marketing company did put in a lot of effort, but because Weibo's anti-vote-rigging mechanism is too strict, we could only get in two or three million votes at most. Adding Zhang Xianyu's four million in the first round, it's only a little over six or seven million at most!"

"What?" Liu Yilong was stunned. "What's going on with the remaining three or four million votes? And the vote count is still rising? Does this good-for-nothing Zhang Xianyu really have that many brainless fans?"

The assistant swallowed hard, his expression somewhat strange. He leaned close to Liu Yilong's ear and said, "Mr. Liu, I just got some news... It seems that Mr. Li from Huaxing Entertainment has also mobilized all their resources to frantically vote for Zhang Xianyu... I heard that Mr. Li has gone all out, even using previously unused, clandestine channels..."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yilong was taken aback.

He then glanced at Fatty Li, who was sitting in the corner with a lewd smile on his face.

I instantly understood.

No wonder he's in the entertainment industry.

It means being able to let go.

Playing with flowers.

"Heh... Zhang Xianyu, that kid, he's really put in a lot of effort behind the scenes. Even Fatty Li is willing to spend so much money on him. Looks like that old geezer is being served well."

"You've got quite a few tricks up your sleeve, haven't you?"

Liu Yilong chuckled, leaned back in his chair, and took a deep drag on his cigar.

Although the process was a bit unexpected, the result was good.

Ten million votes!

Liu Yilong looked at the stage, a cold smile appearing on his lips.

"Lin Zhixing, let's see what you can do against me!"

"Didn't you want to win the championship?"

"I'd rather feed the dogs than let you win the championship!"