The judges raised their scoreboards one after another, revealing Luo Feng’s final score.
Luo Feng glanced over with a proud look, and a wave of smugness washed over her.
“Hmph, at least you know what’s good for you.” The judges had all given Luo Feng scores above 9, far surpassing the contestants before her.
Although the song Luo Feng had chosen had genuinely made the judges uncomfortable, they had to admit that Luo Feng’s singing was truly excellent.
Otherwise, it wouldn’t have gotten the entire audience so worked up.
Even though everything from this person’s words and attitude to her choice of song made the judges rather uncomfortable, they still had to give her a relatively high score.
“Remove the highest score of 98 and the lowest score of 92. Luo Feng’s final score is… 96.3!”
“YES!” As host Li Yue announced Luo Feng’s score, a wave of cheers erupted from the crowd below the stage.
A strange person with a strange song had still won her quite a few fans—even the three guys playing cards in the back temporarily put down their cards to cheer for her.
“Pfft, hey host, why don’t you just announce that I’m the champion? Is there even any point in continuing?” Luo Feng’s arrogance grew even more pronounced seeing the enthusiastic audience reaction.
“Sorry, our competition has rules. Please go backstage and rest. We’ll now welcome the next contestant.” Li Yue’s face was covered in dark lines as she forced a professional smile and escorted Luo Feng off the stage.
“Pfft, what a hassle.” Luo Feng curled her lip in disdain and walked off the stage with a haughty air.
Lin Hai’s gaze had been following Luo Feng the entire time. He couldn’t figure out why this Luo Feng could use the Moon Palace Celestial Voice singing technique.
“What are you staring at? Keep it up and I’ll gouge your eyeballs out.” Luo Feng noticed Lin Hai’s gaze and immediately threw out a threat.
“Uh… what a weirdo.” Lin Hai shook his head. He’d wait until the Youth Singing Competition was over, then find her and ask properly.
In the broadcast room behind the stage, Wang Long’s eyes were fixed intently on Luo Feng, his face full of excitement.
“I never imagined a city-level Youth Singing Competition could hide such talent. Coming to Jiangnan City this time was really worth it.”
“Xiao Liu, no matter what the cost, sign this female singer for me!” Wang Long ordered his assistant beside him, his tone extremely resolute.
“No matter the cost?” Xiao Liu’s heart skipped a beat.
Having followed Wang Long for several years, he knew deeply what those words meant.
The last time Wang Long had said the same thing, the person he was referring to was none other than the current pure-hearted pop queen Zhao Ying, who had now become famous throughout all of Huaxia.
Could it be that this silly, flirty Luo Feng had the same strength and potential as Zhao Ying?
Xiao Liu’s heart couldn’t help but suddenly take this seriously.
On stage, several more contestants came up afterward. Their performances were all quite ordinary, with scores ranging between 8 and 8.5—a huge gap compared to Luo Feng.
“Pfft, ordinary mortals dare to compete on the same stage as me? How delusional.” Luo Feng watched from the back, feeling even more smug.
“Next, please welcome the next contestant, Zhen Shuang from Jiangnan University. Her competition song is ‘The Most Romantic Thing.’ Let’s give her a warm welcome.”
Pfft!
As soon as host Li Yue finished announcing, Lin Hai nearly slipped off his seat.
Damn, Zhen Shuang and Xin Yue were competing against each other so thoroughly—even their competition songs were the same?
While Lin Hai was still surprised, Zhen Shuang had already walked onto the stage in a sexy short skirt and T-shirt, wearing a seductive smile.
“Hello, judges, hello host, and hello to all you dear audience members!” Zhen Shuang put on a cute act, waving and greeting everyone.
“Beauty, we support you!”
“Beauty, go for it, take first place!”
One had to admit, beautiful women were welcome everywhere. The moment Zhen Shuang appeared, the male audience members’ eyes lit up.
Countless pairs of eyes lecherously stared at Zhen Shuang’s exposed snow-white thighs and the deep cleavage at her chest, an inexplicable excitement igniting in their hearts.
When facing the judges, Zhen Shuang suddenly winked at the several older actors, revealing an ambiguous smile.
“Dear judges, I’m about to begin. Please give me lots of guidance.”
“Ah, yes yes yes, begin, begin.” Wang Dazhu craned his neck forward, a lecherous smile on his face, almost drooling.
“Cough cough cough—” Another old celebrity beside him hurriedly coughed.
“Ah, yes, good, begin.” Wang Dazhu finally snapped out of it and quickly restored a dignified appearance, speaking with a serious face.
“Okay.” Zhen Shuang politely bowed to the judges.
“Holy crap!” Seeing the large expanse of snow-white fullness revealed at Zhen Shuang’s low neckline, Wang Dazhu and the others swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva, their hearts itching even more than when they’d listened to Luo Feng sing.
Zhen Shuang noticed the expressions of the several old lechers and gave them a charming smile, throwing out a flirtatious glance.
“Ooh—” The old fellows’ bones went soft. This little vixen was really something deadly.
Zhen Shuang turned and walked toward the singing area, her little butt swaying.
Wang Dazhu and the others watched Zhen Shuang’s swaying little butt and slender waist, and suddenly recalled that night—the madness they’d all shared with Zhen Shuang together. A rush of heat surged up from their lower abdomens.
“Damn it, after the competition, I absolutely have to have another round with this little slut. She’s too damn tempting—absolutely irresistible!” Wang Dazhu and the others simultaneously had the same thought.
On stage, the music began to play. Zhen Shuang bowed to the audience again, showing off those snow-white half-globes, immediately drawing a wave of cheers and shouts.
“Back to back, sitting on the carpet, listening to you and me chat about our wishes…” Zhen Shuang parted her red lips lightly, wearing a sweet smile as she sang “The Most Romantic Thing.”
“Good, well sung!”
“So beautiful, the championship is definitely yours!”
Throughout Zhen Shuang’s performance, the audience remained in an excited state.
The male audience members all had sparkling eyes, every one of them staring at Zhen Shuang—how many of them were actually listening to the song?
Zhen Shuang’s charming face, stunning figure, and the occasional flirtatious glances she threw toward the audience really added to her score, making her seem extremely popular.
“Phooey, fox spirit, what’s so great about her singing? It’s all thanks to a certain flirtatious charm!” Luo Feng watched from the back, seeing how popular Zhen Shuang was, and a wave of jealousy surged up.
Zhao Ying, listening from the judges’ panel, also shook her head slightly.
Zhen Shuang’s singing could only be described as neither good nor bad—overall at a middling level. If she could ultimately surpass Liu Jun, that would be tremendous luck.
When the song ended, Zhen Shuang smiled charmingly and blew a kiss toward the audience.
“Thank you everyone, I love you all!”
The audience immediately boiled over again.
“Zhen Shuang, I love you too!”
“Zhen Shuang, go for it, I’m behind you all the way!”
“Zhen Shuang, I’m behind you all the way too—and I’m deeper behind you than any of them!”
The crowd had those shouting and those jeering—the atmosphere was quite lively.
Host Li Yue was somewhat puzzled. Zhen Shuang’s singing level was indeed ordinary—even an amateur like her could tell—so how did she have such high popularity?
Shaking her head secretly, Li Yue walked to the front of the stage.
“Now, please have the judges give Zhen Shuang her score!”
