Mysterious Assistant of the Washed-Up Queen Chapter 178 - 148: Singing Skills? I’ll Swell Your Face!

When the host read out that na, Xu Qingqiu’s face involuntarily flushed with embarrassnt in the lounge.

She suddenly realized that this na indeed seed sowhat fatal to one’s social life.

However, as expected, the na indeed provoked a significant reaction.

Never mind what sort of reaction; in any case, this unique na certainly left a deep impression on the audience.

Not just the audience; at this mont, other singers sitting in the backstage lounge were also staring wide-eyed.

"Who is this singer with such a na?"

"Actually, this na is quite interesting. It seems to be a girl, right? She must be very conscious of her figure."

Those slightly concerned about their image tried hard to suppress their laughter while giving a seemingly proper critique.

At the sa ti, they felt secretly relieved, suddenly feeling that the nas they had chosen were much better and didn’t lead to such social suicide; theirs seed much more normal.

What they didn’t realize was that sotis being normal just ant being common, ordinary, without any distinctiveness.

Of course, they had not discovered this point yet. Even in the world of his previous life, it wasn’t until the competition was halfway through that so people began to realize it.

Then, they would discover that the nas that followed were each more bizarre and eccentric than the last.

It even led to the program team urgently implenting regulations to limit the length of nas; otherwise, who knows if so genius, in a flash of inspiration, might have tried to use an entire classical morial as their na, which wouldn’t be ideal.

"All right, now all of our guests have been introduced. According to the rules of the show, all participating guests need to draw lots on the spot."

"To ensure authenticity, fairness, and impartiality, all lotteries and live voting are completed under the supervision of notarial officials, and all equipnt has been inspected and monitored by the notary office."

This was specially arranged by Chu Tian. In his previous life, the industry was rife with manipulations, with many shows’ shady dealings barely hidden.

So seed to be calling the shots, satisfying their imdiate interests, little knowing they were greatly damaging the lifespan of the shows.

God knows how many shows lost their reputation due to such reasons. Excellent programs that could have continued indefinitely, yet each season was worse than the last.

Gradually, they faded into obscurity, never returning to their past glories.

Though eliminating under-the-table dealings couldn’t prevent a show’s decline, it could greatly extend its lifespan.

Perhaps just on the basis of fairness alone, it might even make a coback at so point.

Others might not know, but as soone who had experienced it all, Chu Tian was very clear that a phenonal hit show was like a money tree.

Once it took off, the annual earnings were at least in the hundreds of millions.

Each additional season ant several hundred million more in revenue. No one would be foolish enough to pass up such an opportunity, so were those people from his previous life fools?

Of course not. They all understood that even the best shows would one day succumb to viewer fatigue; even with fairness and justice, they would eventually decline.

Since the show was bound to be cut eventually, why not manipulate it from the start? After all, relying on the show itself didn’t necessarily create buzz, but having a script guaranteed it.

However, it wasn’t always like that. They only focused on the benefits; how could they not consider the risk of it all backfiring?

Just one careless misstep leading to a disaster, and it was all over. Once a reputation was utterly ruined, there was no reviving it.

Not to ntion, the regulations in this world were much stricter than in his previous life. This wasn’t to say there were no manipulations—perhaps they were even more severe.

But once caught by the regulatory body or if the show capsized, it faced indefinite suspension—to put it bluntly, it would be blacklisted, forcing them to start preparing a new show.

Chu Tian wasn’t that saintly; he had a certain ntal fastidiousness and was himself a victim of these dark machinations.

If it weren’t for a sudden surge of popularity during the talent show back then, he might not have had the opportunity to debut, let alone beco a top-tier star. This was also why he worked so hard later on.

Therefore, he detested under-the-table dealings. But sotis, where you stand depends on where you sit; once you beco part of capital, entangled by its interests, so things can’t be refused just because you want to.

But at least for now, he could maintain his principles, absolutely unwavering. He didn’t care that much about money, so naturally, he wouldn’t be held hostage by interests.

More importantly, Unlimited Entertainnt wasn’t so gold-lettered signboard. Perhaps no one knew yet, but the relationship between Young and Unlimited Entertainnt couldn’t remain a secret for long.

Moreover, coupled with his connections to Xu Qingqiu, he had no shortage of enemies. Once there was a flaw, others would grab hold of it and aim straight for his vulnerabilities.

It might sound vicious to ruthlessly kick a cripple’s good leg, but what’s even more vicious is to kick their injured leg.

They make you suffer, make your life a living hell until you’re forced to sacrifice sothing vital to survive—like a lizard shedding its tail. After that, you’re crippled, and it becos much easier for them to target what strength you have left.

Standing in the director’s booth and looking at the stage, many thoughts raced through Chu Tian’s mind in an instant, but he soon snapped back to reality.

It was already ti for the drawing of lots. Around the big screen on the stage were the images of six lounges.

In each lounge, the guests held an electronic remote control.

On the screen in the middle was a lottery machine, and each remote control had one chance to draw lots.

Following the host’s cues, one number after another was drawn under the watchful eyes of everyone.

"Alright, our lot drawing segnt is over. Now I will announce the final results."

Because it was genuinely random, there were no cue cards; the host could only look at the big screen behind him to announce the results.