From unemployment in crosstalk to top star in Chinese entertainment

The intro begins.

Hua Chenyu appeared very relaxed while standing on the stage.

The tension he had during yesterday's dubbing competition had completely vanished, replaced by an eagerness to let loose and have fun.

Yu Liang had heard the song "Fireworks and Dust".

Lyrics by Lin Xi, this is Hua Chenyu's signature song, which won a Top Ten Golden Melody Award. It's not the kind of catchy pop song you can hum after just one listen.

The moment Hua Chenyu uttered her first words, the room fell silent.

The breath control was very steady, and every transition was clean and crisp, without any unnecessary movements.

He stood there, eyes closed, singing his own song, like a fish returning to its own waters.

"This guy really went all out today," Zhai Tianlin said softly, his tone carrying a complex mix of admiration and pressure.

Yu Liang didn't speak. He leaned back on the sofa, looking at Hua Chenyu on the giant screen.

It must be admitted that a professional singer is a professional singer.

Yesterday, Hua Chenyu was held back by the dubbing segment, like a person with their hands and feet tied, struggling in the water. Today, however, she performed very steadily, every breath perfectly in sync with the melody. When she reached the high notes, it felt like a force was pushing her from the soles of her feet all the way to the top of her head.

At the same time, the person started dancing wildly, and the typhoon began to act strangely.

How long has this guy had these symptoms?

I don't care who you are, get off him right now!

The person upstairs is still too inexperienced. Take some time to listen to his talk about cancer and bloating.

After Hua Chenyu finished singing, the audience stood up and applauded.

Yu Liang nodded. To be honest, if this guy didn't do any vocal experiments, his normal singing was still listenable.

Nayoung was the first to stand up from the judges' panel.

Scores: Nayoung 97 points, Wu Yifan 96 points, Yang Mi 96 points.

The average score was 96.3.

Next up is Jia Jialiang.

The song he chose was "Not That Proud".

The prelude begins.

Wait, this melody...

Which drama did his wife star in?

[No way, no way, he actually chose this song??]

[Is this... eating green blood buns?]

When Jia Jialiang went on stage, Yu Liang was looking down and rolling up his sleeves. The cuffs of his black shirt were a bit long, so he rolled them up twice, revealing a section of his forearm. A staff member next to him handed him a bottle of water, which he took, drank a sip, and placed on the coffee table.

On stage, Jia Jialiang wore a white suit.

"I've been having all sorts of wild thoughts all night. The night is so beautiful, it keeps me awake..."

The sound was steady.

"Oh no, I fell in love earlier than you, but you love less than me, so you're destined to suffer."

In the preparation area, everyone sat with their arms crossed, leaning back on the sofa, eyes glued to the screen, each with a different expression. Bai Baihe stared blankly, lost in thought.

Yu Liang was like a student secretly playing on his phone during class. When he realized that the camera wasn't filming him, he quietly took his phone out of his pocket.

He glanced down at the screen.

Sure enough, the live stream screen was filled with green text.

He should be the one to earn that money.

[For the past couple of days, I've been wondering why he hasn't been using cheesy pickup lines anymore, but now it dawns on me that he's changed his persona.]

[They've turned the cuckold persona into a winning formula for online traffic; brilliant!]

"Brother Jialiang is acting a little differently today," Reba leaned over and whispered.

"Yeah, he was more uninhibited today," Yu Liang said.

He glanced at Jia Jialiang, the man who had turned green mountains and clear waters into gold and silver mountains, who seemed to have adapted to this identity much earlier.

Reba turned her head and looked at Yu Liang with a puzzled expression.

After singing the last word, Jia Jialiang put down the microphone and bowed to the audience. To be fair, in terms of singing alone, Jia Jialiang sang this song quite well, considering he has released several singles before.

The scores are in. Nayoung got 91 points, Wu Yifan got 94 points, and Yang Mi got 93 points.

The average score was 92.6.

The real-time rankings on the giant screen are updated. Jia Jialiang is now ranked second, after Hua Chenyu.

The pace of the competition quickened in the following rounds.

Dilireba chose a sweet love song. She wore a pale yellow dress today, standing on stage like a glowing candy. Her singing wasn't outstanding, but it was natural. Male audience members kept calling her name, and she almost burst out laughing. Yu Liang, seeing this in the preparation area, couldn't help but laugh too.

Score: 85.5.

Bai Baihe sang "Do You Know I'm Waiting for You?" The arrangement was clever, changing the original slow tempo to a medium tempo, but the opening part rushed in half a beat.

She clearly noticed it herself, her brow furrowing slightly, but she quickly returned to normal.

His performance throughout the day was quite good.

After all, she was a woman whose voice had been warmed up by Yu Fan.

The final score was 89.2.

Zhou Xiao'ou was the third to last to appear.

He chose a song from his own band, "Do You Love Me?"

As soon as the intro started, the entire venue erupted. Zhou Xiao'ou's voice was still the same as it had been twenty years ago, husky yet carrying a defiant spirit. When he sang the chorus, "Do you love me or not—", the audience roared along, the sound so loud it almost lifted the ceiling off the studio.

The overall stage atmosphere was great.

Score: 95.5.

Second only to Hua Chenyu.

Zhai Tianlin chose the song "Tian Mi Mi" (Sweet Honey).

He sang with a serious expression, but his pitch was off a few times. Yu Liang, who was in the preparation area, listened for a while and then quietly flipped her phone over. When they came off stage, Zhai Tianlin had a wry smile on his face and bumped fists with Yu Liang.

"You messed up," he said. "You need to try harder."

Score: 80.1.

"Your turn, brother."

After Zhai Tianlin came down, he spoke to Yu Liang.

Yu Liang smiled and then stood up.

The comments section started scrolling wildly.

Here it comes, the last one!

[The show's producers really know how to pull off a clever stunt: putting a crosstalk performance at the end.]

Is he going to sing "The Fifth Ring Road"?

I'm so afraid he'll suddenly yell "Xiao Fan!"

The elevator began to descend.

Yu Liang stood in the elevator and let out a long sigh of relief.

It's my first time singing on stage, and it would be a lie to say I wasn't nervous.

Two weeks ago, he stood in front of Li Jian humming a melody he had "created".

Li Jian sat in front of the piano, remained silent for a long time, and then said, "When you walk out of this door, don't say that I composed this song for you."

Yu Liang didn't say anything.

The elevator doors opened. The shadow of the side curtain slid across him.

There were whispers in the audience, but the voices were too faint to be heard.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhai Tianlin, for your wonderful performance!"

Wang Han walked to the center of the stage and glanced down at his cue cards.

"Next, please welcome our final guest performer for this competition—Yu Liang!"

applause.

Wang Han continued to look down at his cue cards.

Then his gaze stopped again, his expression exactly the same as when he introduced the program to Yu Liang last time.

Wang Han raised his head, his gaze passing through the stage and landing on the judges' panel.

It lingered on Wu Yifan for less than a second.

Then he lowered his head again and read the sentence at a pace that was half a beat slower than usual—

"The song he brought to the competition was an independently composed piece—'Big Bowl, Thick Noodles'!"

The whole place erupted.

Hundreds of people turned to look at the judges' panel at the same time, and then someone took out their phone.

Wu Yifan's pen stopped in mid-air.

He thought he had misheard.

But he noticed that Nayoung and Yang Mi were both looking at him.

Then he glanced at the audience's reaction.

Wu Yifan suddenly felt a buzzing in his head.

My whole body went numb.

The composure he had carefully maintained for days crumbled in that instant.

His face was ashen, but he couldn't tell whether the man on stage named Yu Liang was courting death or paying tribute.

Well, if the show wasn't being broadcast live, he really would have rushed up there right away.

He sat on the judges' panel, his fingers gripping the edge of his cue cards so tightly that the veins on his hands bulged.

Everyone present took a deep breath.

They glanced at Yu Liang as he went up on stage.

Turning someone else's meme into a song?

This guy is incredibly brave!

[Holy crap, they unleashed their ultimate attack right at face-to-face!!]

Fan Ge's face turned green! It turned green!

[To sing someone else's dirty joke in front of them, only a comedian knows how to do something funny.]

[They're treating Fan Bingbing like he's living a normal life!]

[Hilarious, Wu Yifan has become a NTR character now!]