After taking advice, I became a top male idol.

Chapter 8: The Mentor Appears! The Diva Ye Lan!

The stands were packed with over 300 people, many of whom were holding support signs.

Some wrote "Go, Brother Li!", some wrote "Han Xuening, I love you!", and some wrote "Shen Ming is the most handsome".

The atmosphere was lively, with staff moving back and forth in the audience, adjusting the equipment.

The opening music suddenly started.

With rousing drumbeats and electronic sounds, a promotional video for the show began playing on the large screen at the venue.

The audience erupted in cheers and screams.

The host walked out from the side of the stage, wearing a black suit and holding a microphone.

He walked to the center of the stage and opened his arms.

"Welcome to the live broadcast of 'The Voice of China' Season 5, both in the studio and watching on screen!"

The audience erupted in applause, and some people whistled.

The host continued, "Tonight, there are no thresholds here, only microphones! Every voice has the right to be heard, and every melody has the potential to rewrite the trajectory of a life!"

He paused, then his voice suddenly rose.

"Now, let's welcome the four mentors who will decide tonight's outcome with the wildest applause and screams!"

The applause grew louder, and the whole audience cheered.

"First up is the flag bearer of Chinese rock, the uncompromising music craftsman—Brother Li!"

The stage lights changed, casting a red beam.

A middle-aged man with a full beard walked out of the side door, wearing a black leather jacket and a thick metal necklace around his neck. He walked with a swagger, walked to the mentor's seat, made a rock and roll gesture at the camera, and picked up the microphone.

"Today, I will only share voices that truly have an attitude!"

"Brother Li! Brother Li!" A huge roar erupted from his fan area.

"Second place goes to our Queen of Love Songs—Han Xuening, who possesses a voice kissed by an angel!"

The lights turned red, and colorful ribbons sprayed out from both sides of the stage.

Bathed in soft spotlight, Han Xuening, dressed in a red fishtail gown, walked out gracefully. She smiled and waved to the audience, then took her seat with elegance, picked up the microphone, and spoke in a gentle voice.

"I look forward to hearing voices that truly touch people's hearts."

The audience below the stage screamed wildly, "Sister Xue Ning! Sister Xue Ning!"

"Third place: Shen Ming, a perennial favorite in the pop music scene and a prince of love songs who tells stories through his voice!"

A blue halo appeared alongside dreamy bubbles, and Shen Ming, dressed in a white casual suit, walked out with his signature warm smile. He gently hugged the host, sat down, and softly said into the microphone, "Music transcends genre; I only believe in sincerity. I'm ready to listen to your story."

Fans in the audience held up support signs and chanted, "Brother Shen Ming! Brother Shen Ming!"

The host's voice suddenly became serious, even tinged with excitement.

"Finally, with the highest respect, let us welcome the legend of the Chinese music scene, the universally acknowledged queen of pop, and our most important mystery mentor this season—Ye Lan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the lights suddenly went out.

The entire room fell silent.

three seconds.

Five seconds.

A spotlight shone on the side of the stage.

The smoke slowly dissipated.

A tall figure, wearing high heels, emerged from the boundary between light and mist.

Ye Lan.

This name represents an era in the Chinese music scene.

Having debuted for nearly ten years, he has swept all awards.

The album's sales figures remain unbroken to this day.

She was wearing a long black dress, the fabric of which clung to her body, outlining her perfect figure.

Her waist was very thin, and the hem of her skirt reached just to her ankles, vaguely revealing a section of her fair and slender ankles. With each step she took, a pair of long legs swayed beneath the skirt, appearing and disappearing in the undulations of the hem.

Her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders, with slightly curled ends, swaying gently with her steps.

Her features were so exquisite that there wasn't a single flaw, and her eyes were cold and aloof.

She wore stiletto heels, and every step she took seemed to be stepping on everyone's heartbeats.

"Da, da, da."

The sound of high heels clicking on the floor was exceptionally clear in the silent studio.

The audience held their breath.

The contestants in the backstage waiting area were all staring at the monitor screen.

"Holy crap, that body..."

"Wow, those legs are so long! They must be at least 1.2 meters long!"

"This aura is too strong. No wonder she is the S-level queen Ye Lan."

Ye Lan walked straight to the center of the mentors' seat, sat down gracefully, and naturally crossed her legs.

His gaze swept across the entire room.

Ye Lan picked up the microphone.

The voice was cold and clear.

"I am Ye Lan."

She paused for a moment, then said, "My criteria for turning around is very simple: only your voice can make me turn around."

"If there hadn't been this sound today... my chair wouldn't have moved even once."

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

"Wow--!"

"So cool!! Now that's what a superstar is!"

"That's so cool! I love you, Ye Lan!"

"Goddess Ye Lan! Goddess Ye Lan!"

"The pressure is really putting on the players, hahaha!"

Backstage, Lin Zhixing looked at Ye Lan on the screen.

Lin Zhixing looked at the cold and beautiful face and incredibly long legs on the screen, raised an eyebrow slightly, and said, "Tsk, that's what you call aura. The doctor said that I have a bad stomach, so this kind of strong older sister is suitable for me."

......

In the control room, the chief director, Xia Xue, stared intently at the close-up of Ye Lan on the monitor and the audience's enthusiastic reaction. Her tense nerves finally relaxed slightly, and a smile appeared on her lips. "It was worth it. As expected of an S-level diva... Only Ye Lan could pull off this scene and these words."

Xia Xue knew that by the fifth season of "The Voice of China," the audience had long been tired of it, and the format had become somewhat rigid.

Now, "The Voice of China" has basically become a stage for new talents from various entertainment companies to debut. It has been influenced by capital, and its ratings and attention have gradually declined.

She used all her connections to invite Ye Lan, a big shot in the industry, just to give the show a shot in the arm and elevate its overall quality and generate more buzz.

"We've got a topic, and the tone has been raised... Now, let's see if the fire can really start burning."

On stage, during the contestants' preparations, the mentors also had a brief, hushed exchange.

Han Xuening turned slightly to the side, getting closer to Ye Lan, and teased her with a laugh in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Sister Lan, you set such a high bar as soon as you arrived, how much pressure must the later contestants be under?"

Ye Lan tilted her head slightly, softening her profile, and replied softly, "True gold is revealed under pressure. By the way, do you have any recommendations for those music producers you know? I'm looking for a song lately."

"Oh? Sister Lan has something new up her sleeve?" Han Xuening's eyes lit up. "What kind of song is it? Let me see if I can help you think of one."

"The end credits song for the movie 'War of the Chaos' needed a bit... a special sense of story and music, but after searching around, I couldn't find anything quite suitable."

Ye Lan's gaze fell on the passageway leading backstage, and she said meaningfully, "I happened to have some free time, so I came here to take a look."

"Then I'll have to listen more carefully." Han Xuening smiled and sat up straight, her eyes filled with even more anticipation.