After taking advice, I became a top male idol.

The day before the program aired, at 7 PM.

Office of the Chief Director at Yanjing Radio and Television Station.

Xia Xue sat in front of the computer, looked at the promotional plan in front of her, and smiled.

The assistant director stood to the side, looking somewhat hesitant.

"Director Xia, is this really okay?" He pointed to the computer screen. "We clearly recorded four takes, why did you edit the trailer like this?"

Xia Xue chuckled lightly: "What do you know? This is called a plot twist."

She clicked on the trailer, and the only thing on the screen was Lin Zhixing's line, "I want to sing a nursery rhyme."

"The audience thought he was going to embarrass himself, but when it aired, they found out he got a four-turn lead." Xia Xue paused, "That's the real surprise."

The assistant director suddenly realized, "Director Xia is brilliant!"

Xia Xue opened another document, which listed several potential trending topics.

#Lin Zhixing sings children's songs#

#The Last Struggle of a Faded Trainee#

#The biggest joke in The Voice history#

"I've already bought the spots for these three topics." She checked the time. "I'll push them up now and let everyone laugh at them for a night. The show airs tomorrow night at 8 PM, and when the plot twists, the buzz will explode."

The assistant director gave a thumbs up: "Director Xia really knows how to have fun!"

Xia Xue tapped the mouse: "I didn't expect this. I thought Lin Zhixing was just cannon fodder." She leaned back in her chair. "But we struck gold. This episode is absolutely phenomenal."

7:30 p.m.

The trending topics on Weibo started to gain momentum.

#Lin Zhixing sings children's songs# quickly rose to the thirteenth spot on the trending topics list.

#The Last Struggle of a washed-up trainee# followed closely behind, ranking eighteenth.

#TheBiggestJokeInTheVoiceOfChina# has climbed to number twenty-one.

The comments section exploded instantly.

"Lin Zhixing? That washed-up trainee who was so burnt out?"

"Children's songs? Has he gone mad? This is 'The Voice of China,' not 'BabyBus'!"

"I think he has a brainstem defect? ​​Is he desperate for fame?"

"I'm waiting to see him get his comeuppance tomorrow night. I've got my snacks and chairs ready. I'm curious to see if the professor will kick him out."

......

A female dormitory at a university in Beijing.

Four girls huddled together, staring at the computer screen.

Zhang Yue, a short-haired girl, was scrolling through Weibo when she suddenly exclaimed, "Sisters! This is going to be hilarious tonight!"

She held up her phone: "Lin Zhixing is going to sing children's songs on 'The Voice of China'!"

Li Meng, who was wearing glasses, leaned over and asked, "Who is Lin Zhixing?"

"That's that washed-up trainee," Wang Siyu, the long-haired girl, chimed in. "He used to be in the same company as Zhang Xianyu."

Upon hearing the name, Chen Tingting, who was lying on the bed, immediately jumped up: "Zhang Xianyu? My husband?"

She was a die-hard fan of Zhang Xianyu, and her walls were covered with his posters.

"Yes," Zhang Yue said, swiping her phone, "and Lin Zhixing said he wanted to sing nursery rhymes."

Chen Tingting scoffed, "A nursery rhyme? Hahaha! Is he trying to be funny?"

She jumped out of bed, putting on her shoes as she said, "Wait, I'm going to buy a bag of sunflower seeds. I'll sit here tomorrow night and watch him make a fool of himself."

Wang Siyu laughed along, "I'll go too, and buy some soda while I'm at it, so I can laugh while watching tomorrow night."

Li Meng shook her head: "You guys are too mean." She paused, "But I'm also quite curious, what kind of tricks can be played out with nursery rhymes?"

Zhang Yue clicked on the trailer: "Look at this!"

In the video, Lin Zhixing stands on the stage and says in a serious tone, "I'm going to sing a children's song."

The four girls burst into laughter after watching it.

"Absolutely guaranteed to be a disaster."

"See you tomorrow night at 8 PM!"

......

A milk tea shop in a shopping mall in Yanjing.

Zhou Xiaoya stood in front of the counter waiting for her order, idly scrolling through her phone.

She saw it trending on social media and clicked on it.

"Lin Zhixing sings children's songs?"

After watching the trailer, she couldn't help but laugh out loud. She casually reposted it and captioned it: "Although, Lin Zhixing is too pitiful... But singing children's songs on a competitive stage is really outrageous, hahaha."

Comments came immediately.

"Xiaoya, let's watch it together tomorrow night!"

"I've already set my alarm, and I'm just waiting for the massive social media frenzy to begin."

"Lin Zhixing is really going all out; he's even shameless in his pursuit of attention."

Zhou Xiaoya replied with a smile, "See you tomorrow night! Show-watching mode activated."

"Number 9, strawberry milk tea!" the clerk called out.

Zhou Xiaoya took the milk tea and drank it while looking at the screen. The trending topic already had over ten thousand comments, all of them mocking and questioning.

......

A rented room in a residential area in Yanjing.

Lin Zhixing sat in front of the computer, looking at the three trending topics filled with malice.

It was all mockery and insults.

Instead of getting angry, he smiled.

He opened Weibo and posted a status update:

"Tomorrow night at 8 PM, here it comes, the nursery rhyme is here! [doge emoji]"

Click send.

Within a minute, the comment section was flooded with comments.

"Wow, the person in question is personally getting himself into this mess?"

"You're a dog, aren't you? Got it, I think you want to make your mentor laugh himself to death so you can inherit his estate."

"Are you going to cry and beg the mentor to turn around, hahaha? I suggest you sing 'Counting Ducks'."

"The person upstairs shouldn't insult 'Counting Ducks,' I suggest they sing 'The Big Windmill' instead."

"Commendable courage, but lacking in intelligence. Bro, don't cry tomorrow night."

Lin Zhixing flipped through the pages and found that most of the comments were just for laughs, with only a few dissenting voices surviving in the cracks.

"I think we can look forward to it; maybe there will be a twist?"

"I support you! Don't pay attention to those haters!"

"I've seen your previous videos; your suona playing was truly amazing. I believe you!"

......

It's 8 PM in a small town in Jiangsu or Zhejiang province.

An old-style residential building, six floors.

In the Lin family's living room.

Lin's mother, Wang Xiufen, was tidying up the dishes in the kitchen. She was in her early fifties and her hair was somewhat gray.

She is a local primary school Chinese language teacher who has been teaching for thirty years.

Lin's father, Lin Jianguo, was sitting on the sofa watching the news. He was a retired technician at a machinery factory in the city.

Just then, her phone chimed. It was a message from the family WeChat group.

My niece sent me a link and tagged me: "@Auntie, my cousin is trending on 'The Voice of China'! The show airs tomorrow, remember to watch it!"

"What's wrong?" Lin Jianguo asked while watching TV.

"It's nothing, a relative said Zhixing is on TV tomorrow..."

"Go on TV? That's just embarrassing!"

Lin Jianguo slammed the remote control onto the coffee table.

"Old Li's son next door passed the civil service exam, how respectable! Old Zhang's daughter across the street got a job at a state-owned enterprise, earning 200,000 yuan a year! And our family? Zhixing went to be a trainee, trained for three years, and became a laughing stock!"

"I told you from the beginning: study hard and find a stable job after graduation."

"He wouldn't listen; he insisted on becoming a star."

Wang Xiufen wiped away her tears, "My child loves to sing, she's loved it since she was little..."

"What's the use of liking it?" Lin Jianguo took a deep drag of his cigarette. "Can it feed you?"

The only sound in the living room was the ticking of the clock on the wall.

After a long while, Lin Jianguo stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray.

"If he really can't make it here anymore, let him come back."

"At worst, I'll throw away my pride and beg the factory manager to give him a job. At least he'll have something to eat."

......

10 PM.

The three trending topics surged ahead, all breaking into the top ten.

#Lin Zhixing sings children's songs# ranked seventh.

#The Last Struggle of a Faded Trainee# ranked ninth.

#TheBiggestJokeInTheVoiceOfChina# ranked tenth.

The number of comments exceeded 100,000, and the number of reposts exceeded 50,000.

The entire internet is discussing this. Various forums, online communities, and short video platforms are filled with jokes and memes about Lin Zhixing.

"I definitely have to watch this tomorrow night! This kind of fun only comes once a year!"

"The alarm's already set! Beer, drinks, and mineral water are all ready!"

"I'm waiting to see him make a fool of himself! I bet five cents he'll get his lights turned off after the first line!"

Television station, director's office.

Xia Xue looked at the soaring data in the backend and nodded in satisfaction.

"Very good, the fire is already burning."

The assistant director exclaimed excitedly, "Director Xia, this pre-show hype has been a huge success! Tomorrow night's ratings are guaranteed to explode!"

Xia Xue smiled and said, "It's not just tomorrow; he'll boost the ratings for the entire season."

She paused for a moment, then said, "This contestant is a real pleasant surprise."

……

The following evening, at 7:50 PM.

Viewers across the country are already glued to their television sets.

In the university dormitory, Chen Tingting, carrying a large bag of sunflower seeds, called out: "Sisters, get to your positions!"

"Ready!"

Zhou Xiaoya nestled on the sofa, her phone screen locked on the Weibo posting box, ready to vent in real time.

Lin Zhixing's mother was also sitting in front of the television, waiting.

7:59.

The countdown starts.

"10, 9, 8, 7..."

It's exactly eight o'clock.

The television screen suddenly lit up.

As the familiar opening theme of "The Voice of China" began, the rousing music, combined with dazzling lights, signaled the start of a night dedicated to "The Voice of China".