novelraw Chapter 73 is another original work? What are they going to use to win?
Chapter 73 is another original work? What are they going to use to win?
After Zhang Xianyu's performance, the host quickly walked onto the stage.
Amidst cheers, Zhang Xianyu bowed deeply, his diamond-studded clothes shimmering under the lights.
"Thank you, Zhang Xianyu, for your wonderful performance!"
The host's voice resonated throughout the venue, connecting the entire process with the utmost passion.
After all, the host is a professional!
"Ten million votes so far! That's an astonishing number!"
Let's give Zhang Xianyu another round of applause!
"Aaaaaaah!"
"Hyunwoo oppa is the best!"
"Champions! We are the champions!"
"Who can surpass it? Who else can!"
Below the stage, Zhang Xianyu's dedicated fan group was still screaming at the top of their lungs.
The fans waved their silver glow sticks as if they had already claimed the championship trophy.
Zhang Xianyu stood at the edge of the stage, his white suit studded with rhinestones gleaming under the lights.
He feigned a humble and flattered demeanor, bowing deeply to the cameras in all directions, and even gently wiping away the tears that had just welled up in the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand.
He always does the whole thing.
But as he turned and walked towards the waiting area, a hint of barely suppressed arrogance and smugness appeared on Zhang Xianyu's lips.
It still comes down to how powerful capital is!
Ten million votes!
I never even dared to dream of such a thing!
Debut right here!
A gap of nearly six million!
The vote count is still rising!
"Lin Zhixing, what do you think you can do against me? Even if you sing until your throat bleeds, you'll still have to kneel down today!"
Zhang Xianyu sneered inwardly.
As for the other spectators in the stadium who supported Lin Zhixing, besides anger, they felt mostly despair.
"It's over!"
"Yes! There's no way they can catch up!"
"Damn it, this is so frustrating!"
"No matter how hard we chase, we can't catch up!"
"Yeah, it doesn't matter whether Lin Zhixing plays or not."
"Ah, what a pity, Lin Zhixing was very talented..."
"He's a newbie, there's nothing we can do but climb the ladder slowly."
A difference of six million votes is like a towering peak.
It cannot be crossed.
……
At this moment.
Behind the stage, in that dimly lit, narrow waiting passage.
The shouts from outside surged in like a tsunami.
The walls of the passageway trembled slightly from the vibration.
Lin Zhixing stood quietly in the darkness.
He closed his eyes.
I took a deep breath.
My heart was pounding strongly in my chest.
excited.
Yes, it's excitement.
In those few dozen seconds before going on stage, countless images flashed through Lin Zhixing's mind like a movie.
Memories of being born twice.
It's been a really tough journey.
He remembered himself in his dream.
That underground singer had no background, no good looks, and even the worst luck.
In that tiny, sunless basement room of only ten square meters, he held a secondhand guitar and wrote song after song.
He sent his thick sheet music to major record companies, only to receive cold rejection letters in return.
"You can't do it."
"Give up, you're not cut out for this."
"Your song is good, but it's too niche and has no commercial value."
"This world values talent, but it also values looks and background. If you have nothing, what do you have to compete with others?"
"You can't do it, give up. Go take the civil service exam, or become a singer at a bar. Stop struggling in Beijing."
Those mocking remarks, disdainful looks, and condescending attempts to discourage me.
Little by little, he eroded his self-esteem.
The loneliness of being ignored by everyone.
The despair of persisting to the end, yet seeing not a glimmer of light.
It's so hard to get through.
He once got drunk on the streets late at night, yelling at the empty road.
Ask God why this is so unfair.
Until he woke up from his dream and came into this world.
He became a washed-up boy band member who was discarded by the company.
Yes, the system gave him a second chance.
He now truly possesses a golden touch that others cannot match.
He has the brilliant civilization of the entire Earth at his back, and a world's cultural and entertainment treasure trove in his mind.
It looks like he's using cheat codes to crush newbies.
But only he himself knew that he had never slacked off for a single day.
The system can give him songs and skills, but it cannot replace the sweat he sheds.
To perfect his operatic singing style in "The Red-Clad Ladies," he pushed himself to the limit countless times.
In his efforts to regain his feel for the guitar, his fingertips were worn raw and scabbed over repeatedly.
To improve his pitiful physical attributes, he ran in the morning light of this world every day without fail.
Because he was terrified deep down.
I fear returning to that abyss where I felt utterly worthless and trampled upon, just like in my past life.
Today, on the grand finale stage of "The Voice of China," at this grandest event in the Chinese music scene, he once again saw that familiar, nauseating thing.
The arrogance of capital.
Ten million votes?
Utterly ridiculous!
Lin Zhixing slowly opened his eyes.
He knew that after tonight, win or lose, he would step into a completely new world.
"The Voice of China" is just a starting point, just a talent show.
The storm that swept across this stage tonight, the blatant manipulation of capital.
Compared to the real entertainment industry, it's just a breeze before the storm.
In the future, he will face an even larger and more ruthless arena of fame and fortune.
But he was not afraid.
What does he have to be afraid of?
He is very grateful to those who have given him a touch of warmth in this cold world along the way.
I am grateful to my parents, who, although they didn't understand at first, gradually gave me their support.
I am grateful to Empress Ye Lan, who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and even willing to fight against Xinghuang for him.
I am grateful to Director Xia Xue for providing him with a fair stage despite the immense pressure.
Thanks to the proud yet genuine Zhou Xuan, and thanks to Chen Xi who called him "Brother Zhixing" all the time;
I am especially grateful to the fans outside who are shouting for him at the top of their lungs right now.
Lin Zhixing suddenly smiled.
His laughter was somewhat neurotic, even a little crazy.
He remembered a sentence he had seen in his previous life.
That's a line from the movie "Joker," a line that is both heartbreaking and utterly absurd:
I used to think my life was a tragedy, but now I realize it's actually a comedy.
Since this world is so absurd.
In this circle, if you don't act hysterically or try to attract attention, you'll be ignored.
Since you like watching performances, exaggerated data, and manufactured clowns.
Well.
I'm going to give you the craziest performance ever.
Since you like to make rules in the dark, then I will be the lightning that tears through the night!
Capital can buy up a sky full of stars, but it can't buy the torch that belongs to me!
"bring it on."
Lin Zhixing straightened his collar in the darkness and gripped the microphone tightly in his hand.
Today, I'll show you.
Lin Zhixing strode out of the dark passage amidst the enthusiastic cheers.
……
on the stage.
The host's voice rang out again.
Okay, friends!
"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight's epic showdown is already halfway through. The second half of the final battle is about to begin!"
The host's voice suddenly rose in pitch.
"But until the very last moment, who dares to declare victory or defeat lightly?!"
"Next, let's welcome our last contestant tonight!"
"He once gazed at the stars through the mud with his song 'The Lone Warrior'!"
"He once used the song 'The Red-Clad Lament' to express the joys and sorrows of his family and country!"
"He awakened the youth within us all with 'Sunny Day'!"
"Just now, he etched his name on the monument of the Chinese music scene with another song, 'Dong Feng Po'!"
The host practically shouted himself hoarse as he pointed to the aisle at the other end of the stage:
"Let's welcome—Lin! Zhi! Xing!!!"
"boom!!!"
As the host enthusiastically announced the program, the previously somewhat silent audience erupted into the loudest roar of the night!
"Lin Zhixing!!!"
"Go, Brother Lin!!!"
"Don't be afraid! We're still here! We still have tickets!!!"
At that moment, fans, passersby, and rock enthusiasts erupted in a shout that was ten times louder than that of Zhang Xianyu's fans.
Zhou Xiaoya and Chen Tingting in the stands waved their light sticks frantically, their voices hoarse.
It was as if he was using the last of his strength to give Lin Zhixing courage!
They just want to shout!
......
Before going on stage, Lin Zhixing took a deep breath.
It's a feeling of blood boiling, adrenaline surging, the feeling before a battle.
"It's out! It's out!"
The spotlight shone on him.
Lin Zhi walked out.
The moment he appeared completely in the center of the stage.
Everyone in the room was stunned.
Tonight, Lin Zhixing changed out of his usual casual clothes.
Unlike her usual attire.
At this moment, he changed into an extremely fitted pure white suit.
He wore no tie, his collar was slightly open, and his hair was a little messy.
This white outfit is dazzlingly white, so pure and flawless.
"Holy crap, that suit..."
"So cool!"
"Lin Ge's look is amazing!"
In the audience, countless people gasped in amazement.
Everyone is looking forward to it.
……
A small city in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.
Lin Zhixing's parents' home.
Lin Jianguo and Wang Xiufen held each other's hands tightly, their palms sweaty.
......
The mentor's seat.
Shen Ming, Li Ge, and Han Xuening were all stunned for a moment.
Ye Lan unconsciously leaned forward, a hint of worry flashing in her beautiful eyes.
But more than anything, there is anticipation.
......
VIP area.
Liu Yilong exhaled a puff of smoke dismissively.
"What's the point of dressing up so smartly? It's just a death throes."
"A difference of six million votes, let's see what kind of tricks you can pull off!"
......
Backstage.
Zhang Xianyu stared at Lin Zhixing on the screen, a mocking smile curving his lips: "Playing tricks."
Li Ziming watched silently, his expression complex.
……
online.
Official live stream room.
The number of online users has exceeded a terrifying 65 million!
"Brother Lin is out!"
"That white suit is absolutely stunning!"
"Lin-ge! Keep it up!"
"Will Brother Lin give up?"
"Yeah, in a game where we're bound to lose, if it were me, I'd probably just sit on stage and hum a couple of lines and give up."
"Don't be a coward! Even dying standing is better than being a puppet of capital!"
"It's over, a difference of six million, there's no way we can catch up."
"What's the point of even competing? Just admit defeat."
"I've cast all my votes for Brother Lin, but what's the use? It's like a drop in the ocean."
"I feel so sorry for Brother Lin. It's so frustrating to face an opponent like that."
"Capital is disgusting. They don't even know how to restrain themselves from buying tickets. Ten million? Who would believe that?"
"Exactly, where did Zhang Xianyu get such popularity? It's obviously fake."
"But so what if it's fake? The production team can't say anything."
"Lin is probably going to lose this time, sigh..."
"Even though I know we'll lose, I still want to see what Brother Lin sings in the end."
"Yes, at least it should be finished."
"Go, Lin! Even if you lose, lose beautifully!"
What is he going to sing?
"Is it another original song? Did they change the song at the last minute?"
"Impossible! 'Dong Feng Po' is already the limit of human potential, how could there possibly be any left over? Besides, in this atmosphere, singing any kind of love song or traditional Chinese style song wouldn't make a difference!"
"Brother Lin! Unleash your ultimate move!!!"
"Please, let us see a miracle!"
......
On Weibo.
The trending topics in real-time search have now become:
#Lin Zhixing's Last Song#
The discussion forum was abuzz with heated arguments.
"Lin Ge looks amazing in that white suit! I'm going to take a screenshot and use it as my wallpaper!"
"Ten million votes? That's hilarious, where did Zhang Xianyu get such popularity?"
"Anyone with eyes can see it was bought. Is the production team just blind?"
"What can the production team do? Do they dare offend the powerful?"
"I feel so sorry for Brother Lin. He's so talented, yet he's being crushed by capital."
"This is the truth of the entertainment industry: money talks."
"But Brother Lin isn't someone to be trifled with! Let's wait and see his last song!"
"Yes! Brother Lin will definitely give us a surprise!"
"Even so, a difference of six million... is really hard to catch up with."
"Never mind, I'm casting all my votes for Brother Lin!"
……
on the stage.
Lin Zhixing stood in front of the microphone.
All eyes in the entire audience of 60,000 were on him.
There was sympathy, indignation, ridicule, and expectation.
He simply turned his head slightly and looked towards the shadowy area behind the stage.
That's where the show's live band is located.
Lin Zhixing nodded slightly to the band's keyboardist and guitarist.
The band's teachers took a deep breath, their fingers hovering over their instruments.
next second.
"Snapped!"
At that moment, all the lights around the stage went out!
Not only the stage, but also the searchlights over the entire Workers' Stadium went dark instantly.
It's so dark you can't see your hand in front of your face!
The entire stadium was plunged into darkness.
Only the glow sticks in the hands of the audience emitted a faint light.
"What happened?"
"Power outage?!"
"What's the production team up with?"
"What kind of operation is this?"
Just as the audience was filled with doubt and uncertainty.
Behind the stage, the enormous LED screen suddenly lit up!
But there were no dazzling special effects or beautiful backgrounds on the screen.
Instead, it was a deep, cold, and vast black starry sky.
Then, right in the center of that black starry sky.
Information about this song appears.
The entire venue erupted instantly.
"Another original work?!"
"Holy crap!!!"
"Brother Lin still has some in stock?!"
"This is insane!"
The audience was shocked.
Another original work!!!
Just when everyone thought he had exhausted all his tricks and had revealed all his cards!
Lin Zhixing, once again, has gone completely mad and pulled out a brand new original song that no one has ever heard before!!!
[Exaggeration]
Lyrics by Lin Zhixing
[Composer: Lin Zhixing]
[Arrangement: Lin Zhixing]
[Singer: Lin Zhixing]