Sure enough, Yang Mi also chose to sing a song.
She sang while dancing.
To be honest, among the three girls, her singing was by far the worst!
Even someone like Liu Lang, who barely had any music training, could pick out two spots where she was off-key.
As for her dancing… not as good as Reba’s either. She was even off-beat at times.
But none of that mattered.
She was “Big Mi,” after all!
In the height of summer, she came out in hot pants, a crop top, and sheer stockings. Once she started dancing, her bouncing performance had more seductive power than any Korean girl group.
So, as the performance ended, the male contestants were completely dazed.
The burning intensity in their eyes practically screamed: Damn! I have to bring this girl home. And once I do, I’m never going outside again!!
Well, if the guys on-site were that stunned, you can imagine the chaos in the livestream.
It turned into a den of wolves.
The chat was flooded with howling.
Who cared what she sang?
What mattered was how “round and white” that performance was—it set this summer on fire.
Yang Mi’s vote count began soaring.
The rapidly climbing line on the graph seemed to taunt Liu Tianxian:
“Hey, I’m not targeting you specifically, I’m just saying… everyone here is a weak chicken!”
Liu Tianxian’s face visibly changed.
Her little lips pouted slightly, filled with disdain and helplessness.
Then, she suddenly turned her head and locked eyes with Liu Lang.
???
Their eyes met, and Liu Lang was instantly speechless:
Why are you looking at me? She’s not my girlfriend—I can’t stop her!
And if she were mine, no way I’d let her perform like that! I’d skin her alive!
To his surprise, it was like Liu Tianxian read his mind.
Her eyes narrowed, sending a threatening glare as if to say:
I don’t care. Fix this! Or else, you’re dead meat!
Liu Lang: WTF? That’s not fair!
Neither of them said anything—they just stared at each other, eyes locked in an intense standoff.
The scene accidentally got caught on camera.
In the livestream, netizens immediately went wild:
“Holy crap! What are those two doing?”
“Loving gaze? Ignoring Yang Mi’s sexy performance like it’s nothing?”
“Are they into each other or what?”
“Let me translate for everyone:
- Fairy: Did you enjoy that dance?
- Lang: What dance? You’re the only one I see.
- Fairy: Good answer. Or I’ll gouge your eyes out.
- Lang: Go ahead. That way, I’ll only see you forever.
- Fairy: Aww, you’re so annoying!”
“Barf! Go write your cheesy novel on Tomato Reading, not here, please!”
“LOL!”
…
Yang Mi’s performance came to an end.
Next up was Yu Shuxi.
Her biggest asset? Cold. Hard. Cash.
But she couldn’t really flex that on stage.
Still, being part of a girl group meant she had solid fundamentals.
So, she followed the trend and did a sing-and-dance number.
Not bad at all.
At least her fans ate it up.
By the end of the song, she got a decent round of applause and racked up a good number of votes.
…
The girls were all done.
The current ranking, from highest to lowest, was: Yang Mi, Reba, Liu Tianxian, and Yu Shuxi.
Unless something unexpected happened, Yang Mi was going to take the queen’s throne.
Then it was time for the male contestants.
Each of them was fired up, determined to win the top spot and get some private time with Yang Mi on the rooftop.
First up: “H”—Hua Chenxue.
He stood, turned to Liu Lang, and smiled:
“I’m going up. You’re next.”
“Mm.” Liu Lang nodded, puzzled.
“We’re next to each other, and both into music. Such fate. I dedicate this next song to you—hope you’ll give me some honest feedback.”
“Polite.” Liu Lang was a little curious.
Was Hua Chenxue suddenly brain-damaged?
Since when was he so humble?
Then he saw the song title pop up on the big screen.
“The Prince and the Beggar.”
Alright, message received loud and clear: You’re the prince, and I’m the beggar, huh?
Liu Lang was speechless.
The guests exchanged glances.
Liu Tianxian frowned slightly, visibly uncomfortable.
She was about to speak when the music started abruptly.
Hua Chenxue had already stepped into the spotlight, holding the mic like he was offering a prayer—
“What do I do, what do I do,
This love has lost its spark…”
Watching up close, Liu Lang finally understood why people called this guy a mage.
To be honest, the dude had real skills.
That instant transformation, like he was possessed by a spirit, the trembling, the sway—it was something only a few could pull off.
Especially when he hit the high notes, with zero expression—like a howling wind from hell, surpassing human emotional limits.
How to describe it?
So cool it made your soul tremble.
If you were older, you’d better have your heart meds ready.
Otherwise—proceed at your own risk.
Liu Tianxian and the others reflexively covered their faces, overwhelmed.
Liu Lang, however, noticed something:
What the hell?! You’re cheating!
The girls were secretly covering their ears!
In such a sacred moment, how could they act so disrespectfully!?
Liu Lang disapproved greatly.
But he couldn’t do anything about it.
When girls did that, it was “cute.”
When guys did it, it was just “gross.”
And besides, he wasn’t as good an actor as them.
Fine. Out of sight, out of mind.
He closed his eyes and started checking his system.
One glance, and he saw his reputation points had almost hit ten thousand.
He still wasn’t sure how the system calculated it.
But he could guess it had something to do with him exposing the truth about the wine earlier.
So… public slaps = reputation points?
Nice!
If that’s how it works—step aside!
From this moment on, he was going full-on showoff mode!
No one could stop his rise to the top!
Just as he made this secret vow, the unholy performance ended.
Hua Chenxue dropped his dramatic pose and snapped back to normal in a second.
He got up with a smug expression and walked back.
…
Clap clap clap! The audience applauded.
It was hard to tell if they were genuinely moved or just extremely good at faking it.
Either way, they kept a straight face and clapped with sincere admiration.
The livestream exploded.
Some were on their knees praising.
Others were roasting him to oblivion.
But like any chosen one, the mage had always grown up surrounded by controversy.
Everyone was used to it.
Regardless, the effect was clear.
His vote count began to skyrocket.
In no time, he surpassed the other male contestants by a huge margin.
The livestream bullet chat filled with:
“WTF! That powerful? What did he even sing? Are people voting just because it’s intense?”
“Shut it. You don’t understand music! Or art!”
“But… did it sound good?”
“Obviously! HuaHua is a god of music! Peasants like you could never grasp such divine sound!”
“Production team! Can we get a downvote option, please?! This is injustice!!”
“Agreed! I object!!”
“…”
The whole chatroom was in chaos.
But like they say, if you’re not getting cursed out, you’re doing something wrong.
Great people always walk with curses as their companions.
So no matter how noisy things got, nothing could stop Hua Chenxue’s votes from exploding, charging forward like an unstoppable king turtle.
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