I desperately want to win on the peninsula

During the process of revealing the results, Jin Zhenbiao made a notable pause at the most crucial moment.

Amidst the commotion, he glanced at the large screen, waiting for the voting results to be displayed backstage.

But the display screen showed no results for a long time. Jin Zhenbiao showed no panic. Instead, he raised his hand and asked the contestant in the center of the arena:

"Kyo player."

"Inside."

Do you think you'll win this performance?

Upon hearing this, Lin Qianqiao pondered for a moment and decided it was best not to respond.

Instead, he pointed the microphone at the audience, the meaning of which is self-evident.

"Of course we'll win!"

"Win! Win! Win!"

Sure enough, the audience members who had followed Lin Qianqiao answered the question for her.

Amidst the deafening cheers, Jin Zhenbiao remained unaffected and turned to ask another contestant a question:

"What about Basketball?"

"I..." Before Basick could finish speaking, the audience below answered for him in the same way.

"We absolutely have to win!"

AOMG waiting room.

"What does this mean?" Zhou Xian frowned, looking at the TV with a puzzled expression. The live broadcast signal inexplicably cut off, and the image froze at the moment when the result was about to be revealed.

"They're doing this again." Jay Park's lips twitched as he saw the scene, deeply feeling the show's producers' boredom.

"...I don't really want to talk." LOCO's lips twitched, and he felt speechless, wondering if the production team was trying to torture middle-aged people.

click-

The door opened, and everyone in the waiting room immediately focused their attention on the doorway. A figure walked in from outside. It was Lin Qianqiao. At this moment, his expression was cold and solemn, making everyone in the waiting room feel inexplicably tense.

"Qianqiao, what's going on? Did you win or not?" Upon seeing who it was, Zhou Xian walked to Lin Qianqiao's side first, looking at him with a slightly nervous expression, and then asked in a low voice.

"Guess..." Lin Qianqiao replied casually, then walked to the sofa and plopped down. She stretched lazily, blinked, and glanced around at her teammates and mentors. Seeing that their eyes were fixed on her, some curious, some inquisitive, some trusting... the variety of expressions should satisfy the work the production team had just instructed her to do.

At this point, Lin Qianqiao, who had been expressionless, suddenly smiled and said to Zhou Xian, "Is there even a question? Of course we won!"

"Damn it! I knew you were messing with us..." Upon hearing this, Zhou Xian's furrowed brows relaxed, and he grinned and started laughing.

"Hahaha!" He laughed as he sat down next to Lin Qianqiao, raising his head with an expression that said, "I'm happy for you."

"Look how calm Jaebeom and LOCO are, while you're all over the place," Lin Qianqiao said, pursing her lips and casually teasing Zhou Xian.

"What does it matter? I'm in the atmosphere-building team."

"They're quite self-aware..."

While the two were chatting, they didn't notice that Jay Park, one of the mentors behind them, was smiling.

After the vanguard charged into battle, the next step was the siege, a task that would be left to the two mentors, Jay Park and LOCO, along with one of their teammates.

"Fighting!"

"Inside."

Park Jae-beom, LOCO, and two team members walked out of the waiting room, leaving Lin Qianqiao alone in the room.

The next performance will require the mentors to choose one member to perform. Lin Qianqiao doesn't know who that person is, and she won't ask.

Whoever it is, as long as they win this round, they can advance to the semifinals.

Otherwise they will be eliminated. They only have one chance. Also, the winners can nominate another player in the semifinals.

However, there was a slight mishap during the vote; the exact number of votes could not be displayed. But Jin Zhenbiao declared Lin Qianqiao the winner on the spot, a result that was expected by most people and accepted.

However, the condition for winning this round is that the total number of votes, which is the sum of the votes for the solo stage and the collaboration stage, must be greater than that of the other team to win.

Thinking of this, Lin Qianqiao knew that the production team was up to something again. He didn't know the specific content of the script and was helpless to do anything about it.

But he wouldn't dwell on it too much. The recent preparations on both fronts had really made him a bit dizzy. He and Zhou Xian were exhausted and sleepy due to lack of sleep, and they couldn't help but close their eyes and snore as soon as they got into the van.

Reaching the top six is ​​already a pretty good result, so winning is good, and losing is equally acceptable.

Of course, this is just wishful thinking; winning would definitely be the best outcome.

After all, Zhou Xian would feel incredibly good if he could get a good punch in front of everyone during the finals.

The AOMG team had been out for a while, presumably preparing to go on stage for their performance.

Lin Qianqiao's gaze then fell on the live broadcast screen, where the lighting was just as dim as before.

On stage, Zhou Xian walked unhurriedly to the center, then slowly raised the microphone and began to sing in a voice that sounded like a sigh:

Darkness has fallen.

What's the point of making it slightly brighter?

There was only one candle.

Cannot be my light

I opened my eyes and welcomed the morning once again.

With the moist left eye

Looking at my dreams and hopes makes them even clearer.

Call ~

He kept sighing

Adjust your breathing and aim your gaze.

I continued to stare.

Don't make decisions lightly.

My feelings are something that absolutely cannot be bought or sold.

Red sun…

Suddenly! A sharp, short electronic sound, "Sizzle!", ripped through the monotonous drumbeat loop like glass being shattered by a hard object!

The piano music suddenly quickened, and the snare drum became crisper and denser, like the first rainstorm! A heavy, viscous bass line, like rolling asphalt, suddenly joined in.

It's not a melody, it's a pure low-frequency shockwave that instantly crashes into everyone's chest, forcing the heart to beat wildly along with it!

The lone lamp in the center of the stage suddenly went out!

Instead, it is—

"boom!!!"

Several blinding, scarlet laser beams, like angry blood vessels, shot out violently from every corner of the stage, crisscrossing and sweeping across the entire space!

The strobe lights flashed wildly at an epileptic frequency, cutting everything into fragmented, dizzying images! The background screen was instantly filled with distorted geometric shapes, rapidly flashing glitch blocks of color, and provocative slogans!

At the very same millisecond that this violent symphony of light and sound erupted!

Zhou Xian suddenly raised his hand, and the hood was flung off by the violent movement, revealing a face that was almost distorted from being suppressed for too long, but whose eyes burned with wild flames. A group of dancers with round faces walked around the stage, and the chaotic dance seemed like the birth of Cthulhu. He grabbed the microphone and pulled it to his mouth.

I'm heading towards madness!

It's like I've been bewitched and lost my soul!

The moment I opened my eyes

You're going to die

Yah will fall asleep after counting to three.

Red sun red sun red sun——」

The voice was no longer the previous silence, but a roar that seemed to tear at the throat! The first sentence carried the energy of explosives and the domineering power to crush everything, instantly overwhelming the restless accompaniment!

His body was completely unleashed! No longer swaying slightly, but pounding the rhythm wildly! His heavy footsteps slammed onto the stage, each landing sending out a drum-like vibration! His arms swung, his fists clenched, smashing into the air with immense force!

The lyrics are no longer a narrative, but a high-speed bullet, with an unpredictable flow.

Sometimes it's like a machine gun firing rapidly, each word as clear as popping beans; sometimes it's a drawn-out, distorted syllable, like the low growl of a wild beast; sometimes it pauses, leaving a tense silence.

Then they bombarded back with even more powerful double and triple slams! Punchlines were like precise heavy punches, each throw eliciting a deafening scream from the audience.

Just when Zhou Xian seemed about to collapse the stage, mentors Jay Park and LOCO took the opportunity to step onto the stage and instantly took control of the stage, guiding him like two fathers.

The stage went from initial silence to bewilderment, and then to being completely ignited by this violent energy; the audience reacted to every single note...

Seeing the scene on the stage, Lin Qianqiao twitched the corners of his mouth, not expecting to give Zhou Xian such a big surprise.

The intro is clearly gray, and he's the best at creating this kind of emo mood. Even Lin Qianqiao is learning from him and has already achieved some results, writing a few semi-finished beats.

However, this song was originally a half-finished product in his music library. He thought it was quite aggressive and gave it to his two teammates who lacked confidence to test the waters. He didn't expect it to work so well.

The production method of "Red Sun" is to combine gray's emotional input with Lin Qianqiao's punch impact, resulting in a wonderful effect, and the cheers of the audience prove everything.

As AOMG's performance ended, they did not return to the waiting room. Instead, Lin Qianqiao went out because after the next round of Black Nut's performance, everyone would have to go on stage again to see the results.

When all the performances ended, both teams stood on the stage, and everyone silently awaited the result.

"Let's reveal the final result—"

Amidst everyone's expectant gaze, Jin Zhenbiao slowly announced the team with the highest total votes:

"AOMG! Congratulations!"

As expected, the audience supporting the AOMG team in the audience was filled with joy, cheering loudly and creating wave after wave of cheers.

"A perfect performance, fantastic!"

"I knew it! Aaaaaaah!"

"How could Brand New possibly lose?"

"The MONSTAX twin stars are absolutely dazzling!"

Upon hearing the winner's name, everyone on Brand New looked at the vote count on the big screen. They had lost to AOMG by a mere five votes, a fitting end for them.

Zhou Xian stared wide-eyed at the total vote count, his face filled with shock, as if he couldn't believe what was happening.

His gaze remained blank for a long time until he heard applause and cheers, which finally brought him back to his senses.

After Zhou Xian woke up with a start, he looked up at the audience seats in a daze until several large hands patted his shoulders... then his face was full of surprise.

Lin Qianqiao didn't say anything, mainly to prevent this guy from suddenly crying or something, making him look embarrassed... that would be quite shameful.

However, Zhou Xian's emotions were probably not quite there after being teased like this, and he stood there dumbfounded with a pout.

He gave the eliminated Black Nut a final hug, and then, for some reason, the two of them suddenly burst into laughter like Talking Tom's cousins—those guys who usually loiter around on the street, high-fiving and giggling at whatever they see.

Team Zico then took to the stage. Next was the selection process for the top four. Song Minhao glanced at Lin Qianqiao, then at Zhou Xian, and then fell silent.

After all the teams had taken their places, Jin Zhenbiao began announcing the next segment. The audience below the stage was still discussing the stage where the AOMG team had just competed, and they were very interested.

After all, seeing such a legendary stage live is a rare treat, and being able to catch one in person is truly a blessing, especially since it was two shows by Lin Qianqiao and Zhou Xian. The audience was thoroughly thrilled.

Returning to the player selection phase, if AOMG chooses an internal battle, someone will be guaranteed a spot in the finals.

However, the entertainment value would be greatly reduced, and the production team would never want to see this scene. Even Lin Qianqiao would not do such a thing. This kind of guaranteed admission is too shameful.

It's either the final showdown or it's all on the four sides; there's only one of the two.

Therefore, the two of them didn't need to talk; they simply placed their name tags separately for the other two contestants to choose from.

Seeing this, Song Minhao's eyes lit up with joy; he could choose his opponent first.

As expected, he selected Zhou Xian, who was in the second position. However, Zhou Xian pretended to think for a while before slowly walking to the drawing board and putting on the label.

Zhou Xian was so angry he laughed. Park Jae-beom and LOCO from the mentor group seemed to have trouble holding back their laughter, hiding behind the two team members and chuckling. Then came the second battle between Lin Qianqiao and Basick.

The dad didn't seem to care much. This guy always looked relaxed and carefree, as if nothing could overwhelm him. That kind of mentality is really impressive.

The dad knight and the villain Kyo became the focus of discussion among the audience that night, and it seemed that only the two of them remained to face off directly.

If a stay-at-home dad can break through the encirclement of three idol rappers, that would be truly remarkable.

With the one-on-one selection round over, the stage came to a close, and everyone went home.

But Jay Park didn't see it that way. As soon as everyone returned to the waiting room to pack their things, he leaned against the door and shouted loudly at everyone, "Attention everyone, tonight we're all drinking until we drop! Let's have a celebratory drink!"

"Great! President Park is so generous!" LOCO, with his middle-aged uncle vibe, finally got excited and clapped and cheered.

"Wow!!" Zhou Xian joined the cheering crowd without hesitation, enthusiastically responding to President Park's generous donation.

"Stop howling, there are still three outside." As the most mature adult here, Lin Qianqiao naturally thought more and reminded his teammates not to forget.

"Oh, okay, let's just come together," Zhou Xian replied straightforwardly.

"I'd completely forgotten you guys brought friends if Zhou Xian hadn't mentioned it," Park Jae-beom said, realizing what they were talking about. He then generously declared, "Bring them all! Tonight's on me!"

"Okay!"

"atmosphere!"

The two who could freeload and bring others along were none other than President Park, who was praised for taking out his wallet. I felt I hadn't made a mistake in following the right mentor; the way he took out his money was just so cool.

Then, everyone started taking out their phones to call for more people, while Jay Park stood at the door, took out his phone, and carefully selected items from the menu.

He looked rather serious because one of his teammates was exceptionally good-looking, and he was afraid they would suffer a loss.

The other one can be anything, as long as no one else suffers a loss.

Thinking about this... I'll let the two of them order the food themselves when we get there; that would be better.

"Everything's packed, let's go!"

"OKOK!"

The group, each carrying a bag, walked out of the TV station and headed towards the station's parking lot.

Once everyone was in place, Park Jae-beom paused for a moment when he saw the two pretty girls next to Lim Gin-hyuk. "Are they your friends?"

The prefix "woman" was deliberately omitted because Jay Park thought Lin Qianqiao would understand; you can tell just by looking at her face, and it would be strange if she didn't use it to make friends.

"Yes...they're all my friends." Lin Qianqiao tilted her head, seemingly understanding.

"Oh my god, President Park~"

"Oh my god, President Park~"

Seeing Seol-ah and EXY greeting him obediently and proactively, Jay Park seemed to put on a mask of pain, forcing a smile as he responded, "Hahaha... Hello hello."

He only has two girlfriends at this age; if he gets more skilled, he'll probably have three, four, five, or even six...

Seeing this, Park Jae-beom sighed, and as he turned to get into the car... he felt that the world was going to the dogs, and that it might be time for this old man to retire.

A group of people got into a van and drove to a restaurant they had booked nearby. President Park's original plan was to skip this foreplay and go straight to the main course to have fun, but it turned out to be a disaster.