“Battle: Hope Chen Feng withdraws. According to unconfirmed reports, Chen Feng has a gang background, a history of gambling debts, suspected domestic violence, and signs of using prohibited substances. Can such a person be called an Actor?”
“Mediocre performance! How did Chen Feng show he was a Crossdresser? Publicly defying the program rules, someone so unconventional should just go home and raise a dog.”
“Chen Feng’s past school performance video compilation: From his past performances, it seems all of Chen Feng’s hype since joining the show has been fake. We recommend relevant authorities investigate.”
“Get out of the <What is an Actor> production team: Opportunistic, sly, fans strongly demand Chen Feng leave.”
“Chen Feng is finished! A large number of anti-fans suddenly appeared online.”
“Who did he offend? Hot topic Chen Feng frequently trends. There’s no smoke without fire; relevant departments should investigate.”
Ning Jia was completely bewildered.
The live broadcast had just begun tonight, so why were there suddenly so many posts attacking Chen Feng online?
He was even pushed onto the trending topics.
As an experienced Ning Jia, she immediately realized that someone must have hired internet trolls.
To suppress Chen Feng.
It was just that the intensity was too great.
The most crucial thing was that the evening show had just started, and Chen Feng hadn't even appeared yet, so why were they already attacking him?
Was it really necessary?
Whose scheme was this?
Needless to say, it must have been one of the other nine contestants.
It was completely unprovoked.
No one knew who would win the national championship yet.
And Chen Feng wasn't even the best performer.
They were already attacking him...
It was infuriating.
Ning Jia sighed inwardly.
People in this industry would stop at nothing for fame and fortune.
Their tactics were insidious and despicable to an outrageous degree.
However, under the operation of capital, ordinary people simply did not know the truth behind it, nor could they see the rotten and foul environment within this industry.
Alas!
Soon, Han Tao’s song medley ended.
His singing skills were good.
Especially his imitation ability, which was very strong.
He imitated the voices and singing styles of over a dozen famous singers very well.
It was just that...
His performance was mediocre.
His online popularity was temporarily first because the first two contestants had given up showcasing their talents, so they didn't have much popularity.
The most direct way to reflect the effect was actually the tipping channel.
What was the result?
By the time he finished singing, the total tips had barely exceeded 30,000.
In other words, only 30,000 netizens had tipped him.
In the live stream’s comment section:
“Not very interesting.”
“The imitation is okay, at least the singing is good.”
“Boring. Got tired of listening after a while. These past few years, there have been too many comedians doing imitation shows; I’m already aesthetically fatigued.”
“Hurry up and switch to the next one.”
“Looking forward to Chu Ning, my dear.”
“Why are there suddenly so many posts slandering Chen Feng online? Does anyone know what happened?”
“Who cares? I’m just focused on who’s next.”
Han Tao finished.
Although the reaction was lukewarm, he himself was quite satisfied.
At least he got to show off his voice.
After he left, the fourth contestant came out.
It was A Yi.
As soon as she appeared, her hip-hop style immediately showed that she was going to dance street dance.
A Yi tied her long hair into pigtails, her face painted with relatively playful hip-hop makeup, and she wore a hip-hop style T-shirt and pants.
As soon as she got on stage,
Her originally quiet and pure face showed an arrogant smile.
She grabbed the microphone with one hand, without any unnecessary words, turned around to give the background music to the production team, and then returned directly to the stage.
Soon, explosive music began.
The classic street dance song “Fight Night.”
After A Yi’s sharp, tender ‘Yo yo,’ she immediately started dancing.
Singing and dancing.
Full of energy.
In the live stream:
“Holy cow, A Yi can even dance this kind of dance?”
“My wife is making a fool of herself.”
“The one upstairs is shameless. This is clearly my darling, A Yi is so cool. Always support you, my goddess.”
“Is that all? I can dance better than that.”
“Exactly, it’s just so-so.”
“Can you guys be human? You can dance better than them? I wouldn't even dare to say it, if you guys danced, you’d definitely look like you’re doing some kind of shamanic dance. You could put an egg in your pocket and you’d shake it until the yolk breaks.”
“Tsk tsk, putting everything else aside, A Yi’s waist is really flexible.”
“Today’s pigtails are the best.”
“Agree with the upstairs. They are just like the reins that perverts love most when riding a horse.”
“Damn, upstairs, I’ve already reported you.”
“Clean up the internet! Clean up the internet!”
On stage.
A Yi was full of vitality.
Given her tomboy character background, dancing street dance was also good.
A wave of comments swept across the internet.
Her popularity was inherently higher than Han Tao’s.
Netizens had seen her ethnic dance performances before, but this was the first time for street dance, so when the music started and she let out a ‘Yo yo’ on stage, the atmosphere across the entire network ignited.
Before, she looked like a pure white moonlight; today, she looked like a hot street dance elf.
A few minutes later, a dance ended.
A Yi’s popularity soared to first place, surpassing Han Tao.
And the tip value instantly surged to 200,000.
Ning Jia smiled.
This result was acceptable.
After A Yi finished, Ning Jia specifically checked the comments on relevant sections of major websites.
The result was still a black line.
The posts slandering Chen Feng were like leeks, appearing one after another.
This was a rhythm of slandering him to death.
On the contrary, the discussion about A Yi’s performance was quickly drowned out.
At this moment,
The fifth person appeared.
It was Xu Nuo.
As soon as he appeared, everyone present gasped in surprise.
“Wow.”
“Holy cow, Xu Nuo is doing cosplay?”
“What character is this?”
“Looks so ugly.”
“It’s okay, you forgot he’s a shut-in character, so cosplay is right up his alley. This image of his, it should be Cloud Strife from “Final Fantasy VII,” right?”
“Looks... awkward.”
Xu Nuo didn’t go on stage.
Because he also pushed in that flashy Dodge Tomahawk, it was right below the stage.
Dressed as Cloud.
With a giant sword on his back.
This outfit was procured by his team through channels within two hours.
To make the role-play more authentic, this set of equipment cost a lot of money.
Xu Nuo parked the motorcycle, and used it to strike many poses for photos.
Finally,
He unstrapped the giant sword from his back, struck a classic pose, expressionless, and said coldly to the camera: “Omoide no naka de yasuraka ni ite ne (Just stay peacefully in your memories.)”
This line was spoken by Cloud in “Final Fantasy VII” when he defeated Sephiroth, and it is also one of Cloud’s few classic famous lines.
Xu Nuo knows Japanese.
So he said this line very authentically, really capturing a bit of Cloud’s feeling.
In an instant, the live stream was boiling again.
“Holy crap, the last sentence gave me goosebumps, it’s the finishing touch. Xu Nuo has returned like a king, awesome.”
“Xu Nuo has returned like a king.”
“Xu Nuo has returned like a king.”
“Xu Nuo, always my favorite.”
“Holy cow? What’s going on, why are there so many troll accounts? Is it necessary? Just for a cosplay?”
“Exactly, for us post-2010s, I don’t even know who he’s cosplaying? Looks weird.”
“Post-2010s? Have you finished your homework, brats?”
“Damn, the screen is full of troll accounts. Do these newly registered small accounts have to be so obvious?”
“Oh my goodness. Xu Nuo went too far, didn’t he? This broken thing he cosplayed actually got pushed to trending topics so quickly?”
Below the stage.
Ning Jia was also sweating profusely.
To be honest, she didn't particularly like Xu Nuo’s shut-in cosplay; perhaps only otaku in the ACG community would like it.
But now, the online discussion had already soared to first place.
Xu Nuo’s popularity also far surpassed A Yi, who had just been ranked first.
It was too obvious.
It was all faked!
