Song ti soon arrived, and the top three contestants had already perford their songs. They were all excellent, with their arrangents showing so flavor. They couldn't be said to surpass the originals, but they were still refreshing.
When Zhao An took the stage, the entire audience erupted in cheers. With a slight hairdo, Zhao An looked incredibly handso. Coupled with the affability bestowed upon him by the system, it was hard for anyone to dislike him. They instantly recognized him as soone they liked. He simply suited everyone's personality. Young and old, male and female, everyone found Zhao An appealing.
"Thank you, everyone." Zhao An bowed deeply to the audience, like an artist thanking his fans. This gesture drew another round of cheers, with the audience shouting his na with joy.
The four ntors seated at the front were sowhat surprised. This level of affability had reached an extre, arguably even greater than any of their own. This was pure superstardom! Wow, I'm just wowed!
"Today, I'm singing Na Ying's song, 'Day Does Not Understand the Darkness of Night.' I had originally planned to sing Liu Huan's 'Hero Song,' but I can't quite capture that heroic spirit; the style doesn't sh. Okay, music," Zhao An said briefly before launching into his vocal performance.
Unlike Na Ying's performance, Zhao An's voice carries a lancholy, capturing the emotional struggles of both n and won. Everyone can find a connection in the song, which is truly remarkable.
Even until the song's end, no one was able to recover, their voice captivated by his magnetic voice and focused delivery, transported to mories that will remain with them for a long ti.
Zhao An glanced around; almost no one could resist his voice. This is the magic of music. Music requires true musicians to bring it to life, and life cannot be without music!
"Thank you, everyone. My song is over." Zhao An said, then slowly stepped back from the stage, leaving with a carefree deanor, without a single thought of regret.
The four ntors looked at each other, all a bit bewildered. This singer was already on par with them. To put it bluntly, he had surpassed them. This was a true musician!
"What do you think?" Yang Kun asked, a slightly distressed expression on his face. He had indeed gained popularity before, but that was due to trolls. It was because Zhao An had covered one of his songs, and people compared them. Almost nine out of ten people thought Zhao An's singing was better, that his cover surpassed the original, and simply crushed the original!
Yang Kun didn't die; he was still popular for a while, but this popularity wasn't what he wanted. Popularity was good, but it didn't bring any profit, so it was better not to have it!
"I think it's fine. Champion, well-deserved!" Liu Huan imdiately gave him a perfect score of 10. Besides, Zhao An had previously praised him, and he naturally wanted to express his support.
Na Ying was also speechless and gave him a perfect score of 10.
Seeing the two n's resolute stance, Yang Kun reluctantly gave them a perfect score. And Harlem Yu, the "helper" who was there, was even worse. He was just there to make up the numbers. If he weren't with Liu Huan and Na Ying, who would even know him? Who was he?
All four ntors gave full marks. So, was there any need to announce the winner? It was practically predetermined the mont the result ca out. That's it.
Huo Wenxi made a victory gesture from the audience, her face beaming with excitent. Only if Zhao An succeeded would she, as an agent, be taken seriously. Being an agent for a big star—or rather, bringing up a big star—was much more fulfilling.
Inside the company, G.E.M. was also watching the competition. When she saw all four ntors gave full marks, she practically jumped for joy. She'd been fantasizing about being in a relationship with Zhao An. Wasn't it normal to be sexually exploited? Being sexually exploited by such a talented, handso man was much better than being sexually exploited by those portly, slly, 50- or 60-year-olds.
With the competition over, Zhang Qige and the others also started livestreaming. After all, the boss's competition still needed so support.
The livestream naturally focused on bragging about Zhao An, boasting about his singing skills and so on. After all, anything related to Zhao An would always garner so attention and buzz.
On the stage, the host had already invited the operations manager of the company hosting the competition to present Zhao An with his award.
"Now, please welco the operations manager of the herbal tea company, the sponsor of this program, to present the award to our champion. This champion is truly well-deserved. I'll never forget that. I wonder if you all feel the sa way? Okay, let's all welco the presenter with applause!" The host's skills were quite good; at least his words were appropriate and didn't stifle the audience.
A middle-aged man walked onto the stage and, with the help of a hostess, handed a glass trophy to Zhao An. "Congratulations!"
"Thank you!" Zhao An shook his hand, and the two of them took a photo together holding the trophy. After the photo session, the two stood together again, and the four ntors took the stage together for a photo session.
Na Ying, quite cleverly, stood beside Zhao An, a formal smile plastered on her face. "Congratulations, Mr. An."
"Thank you! You're the seniors. I still have a lot to learn from you. Haha," Zhao An said with a smile, not smug, but rather calm. Just a singing competition champion, what's so great about that?
The lights flashed, and being watched by all those caras and caras, it felt really good to be on the headlines. Especially hearing the audience around chanting my na, it felt a bit overwhelming. It was so refreshing.
No wonder so many people love being a celebrity. Being flattered and adored is truly wonderful. Watching these lickers was a real treat.
In the audience, two n and one woman looked down at Zhao An, who was enjoying the stage's glory. They were losers, defeated in the competition. They do have the strength, but the opponents they encountered were too strong. It wasn't because they were incompetent, but because they encountered a genius. It was not their fault.
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