To be honest, Chu Tian was also very surprised that Xu Qingqiu had made it this far. Her own efforts were inseparable from this achievent. To make such great progress in such a short ti, even he was a bit shocked.
Who are the contestants here? Chu Tian thought. Others might not know, but he was crystal clear. To put it bluntly, of the ten people who had made it this far, which one wasn’t a forr superstar who had once dominated the country?
For instance, in the previous "The Sound of Nature" competition that Xu Qingqiu had joined, Wu Qingshan was a singer who always hovered in the top three. Even though he ultimately won the championship, he didn’t last more than three rounds on this stage and was eliminated early. He was one of the competitors who had been resurrected. Several of Xu Qingqiu’s peers were also in the competition. As for Qin Xiao, I won’t even ntion him; that was a trap I set, Chu Tian mused. Another unexpected contestant was Lin Junsu, who had also competed against Xu Qingqiu and was eliminated after just three rounds. The rest, without exception, were all top-tier contestants. Even Chu Tian doubted whether they could gather so many masters for a second season. This was what surprised him most about Xu Qingqiu, and also what he admired most.
The afternoon competition was equally exciting, but out of ten people, only two advanced in the end. The first was already confird as Xu Qingqiu. The second victor, determined in the afternoon, was a Veteran King of Songs titled "Autumn Moon Over the Ocean."
The final result was no surprise: Xu Qingqiu was defeated by a re 0.3 points, regretfully taking only the runner-up position.
"Let’s congratulate the ultimate winner, this season’s King of Mask Singer, ’Autumn Moon Over the Ocean’!" the host announced. "Now, please welco our champion King of Songs to the stage to unveil his mask! This is your mont of glory; please co to the stage!"
Autumn Moon Over the Ocean slowly walked to the center of the stage. He placed his hands in front of him, standing there relaxed without saying a word, yet he managed to exert imnse pressure on everyone.
"Err, Sir, don’t you want to say sothing?" the host quickly prompted, seeing this.
"Ah? Do I need to say sothing? I thought I could just unveil directly," Autumn Moon Over the Ocean replied.
"HAHAHA, at such a glorious mont, I was thinking whether you, Sir, would like to give everyone in the audience a chance to guess? To see if they can figure out who you are?" the host suggested.
"Sure, I have no problem. Go ahead and guess," he said.
This response even made the host feel numb, the phrase "go ahead and guess" echoing in his mind.
"HAHAHA, that’s too funny! ’Go ahead and guess’—how are we supposed to guess?" soone in the audience exclaid.
"Who is this heavyweight? The stage feels like his own ho; he’s not nervous at all! If it weren’t for his performance costu, I would’ve thought he was wearing pajamas. He’s too relaxed, right?"
"You can tell he’s a heavyweight just by looking—that presence, that attitude! He’s obviously accustod to big scenes and no longer fazed by them."
"Indeed! If they weren’t heavyweights, I guess they wouldn’t have reached this point, right? Not just him, who on this stage isn’t incredible?"
"To be honest, I never thought the Chinese music industry had so many titans. Usually, it’s just a chaotic ss out there. If it weren’t for this show, I would have thought that was the general level."
"Isn’t that the truth? Every day on the internet, all these ’fresh faces’ hype up their Singing Skills. I actually thought they were that good, but only after coming here did I realize they’re just a bunch of clowns!"
The audience was both awed by the heavyweight’s presence and sowhat amused by his candid words.
The host inwardly wiped away sweat. I can’t handle this, he thought. And this presence... the pressure is imnse. Since there was pressure, he might as well divert it. He had an idea, turned around, and looked at the guessing panel, who were eagerly watching, especially Zhang Jingyao.
"Co on, guess," the host said, looking at Zhang Jingyao.
Seeing the host’s helpless yet challenging expression, and the way he gestured towards him, Zhang Jingyao felt completely flustered.
"You...! Little Worm, you’re really sothing else! Just keep being snide."
The audience burst into laughter at this.
"HAHAHA, Little Worm! So Host Big Dragon has such a nickna, huh?"
"Those two really have a love-hate relationship! Look, Teacher Zhang is so worked up he’s spilling embarrassing secrets. Host Big Dragon’s grand image instantly turned into Little Worm!"
Unsurprisingly, Host Big Dragon was grinding his teeth in irritation.
"Zhang Jingyao, you’re sothing else, really! I kindly secured you one last chance, and you don’t even appreciate it. Are you going to guess or not?" Big Dragon retorted.
"Not guessing! Can’t guess!" Zhang Jingyao decisively shook his head, giving up on guessing completely. I can’t figure it out, he thought, resigning himself. I’m just going to let it be.
He had always boasted about being well-connected within the circle, a "king of contacts" claiming to know half the entertainnt industry. But since coming on this show, he hadn’t guessed a single one correctly. If he wasn’t hitting a wall here, he was stumbling there. My hard-earned reputation is completely ruined, he lanted. I regret participating in this show more than words can say. If it weren’t for that scoundrel Big Dragon recomnding , why would I have waded into this ss? Now, my reputation is in tatters! Alas, I deeply regret my past decision.
Big Dragon watched Zhang Jingyao’s resigned, sky-gazing posture and was speechless. He looked at the others; each one was looking around, none daring to take up the challenge. Since the guessing panel had clearly given up, there was nothing more to be done.
"Alright, it seems you all really can’t guess," Big Dragon said. "In that case, Sir, please unveil yourself and reveal the answer to everyone."
Autumn Moon Over the Ocean, who had been standing on stage smilingly watching all this unfold, nodded. He then lifted the mask from his face and looked toward the guessing panel.
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