Two Realms: I am a Genius Magician

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"Old Han, the Golden-Winged Roc really appeared last night, doing parkour on a high-rise building. It was insane. I suspect he's a martial arts master."

As he spoke, he held his phone up to Han Qianfei's face. On the screen, a man in a trench coat seemed to defy gravity, creating a rather bizarre scene.

Unexpectedly, someone edited together last night's live stream, which garnered a lot of attention, especially from the extreme sports community. Those who examined it from a professional perspective concluded that it was generated by AI.

A computer expert endorsed the video, saying it was absolutely real.

Some people online were arguing fiercely, but the person in question wasn't concerned about that. Han Qianfei asked Yu Yichen, "Do you think he can start making money by taking on male gigs now?"

Yu Yichen said, "He could definitely accept the offer, but if he had any brains, he would never accept it during this period of rising fan base. You know, the number of fans means the income from each post. Besides, he only appeared twice and then accepted the offer, which would really damage his public image."

Han Qianfei nodded and said, "Let's go downstairs for dinner. If we're any later, your goddess will have already left."

Yu Yichen muttered, "Why are you being so enthusiastic?"

The two arrived at the restaurant and happened to see Luo Qianhe and Zhang Ya having breakfast, so they sat down there.

Yu Yichen said, "I happen to have nothing to do, so of course I have to go to the scene to support you."

After dinner, the four of them went to the audition recording site of "The Great Xia Good Song".

Luo Qianhe walked briskly, seemingly very happy.

Although it's called a preliminary selection, all the contestants had submitted their work, and only those who passed were invited to participate in the live broadcast.

At the audition, Luo Qianhe stepped onto the stage, and before she even opened her mouth, her appearance drew cheers from the audience.

To match the song, she wore a traditional Chinese style long dress, with a hairpin at the back of her head to tie up her dark hair, and a few wisps of hair on her cheeks combining playfulness and gentleness.

Yu Yichen almost shouted himself hoarse in the audience.

Without much of an opening or a sob story, Luo Qianhe began to sing at the host's prompting.

"In one scene of the play, the water sleeves rise and fall."

Her voice, like a clear spring, touched the hearts of everyone present.

As soon as the first sentence was uttered, two of the four mentors immediately lit up their approval lights.

Zhang Ya sat in the crowd below the stage, her eyes filled with malice and her face full of jealousy.

Suddenly, she felt someone tap her shoulder. Already annoyed, before she could even turn around, the voice said, "Get lost."

When Zhang Ya saw that it was Wang Xiao, her face immediately turned red: "Oh, it's you. I'm sorry."

"Xiaoya doesn't seem very happy?" Wang Xiao said with a gentle smile.

The sound of Xiaoya filled Zhang Ya with joy, but she said shyly, "No, I was just enjoying my sister's singing and didn't want to be disturbed."

"I see. Luo Qianhe's singing is just so-so. Xiaoya's voice must be much better when she sings."

Zhang Ya couldn't hide her smile: "Where?"

Wang Xiao asked, "Didn't Luo Qianhe come alone? Didn't she bring any bodyguards?"

Zhang Ya was in a state of confusion and didn't think about the meaning behind those words: "No, we were together all day yesterday and didn't see her interacting with anyone else."

"Do you know the Rangers? Has Luo Qianhe been in contact with them recently?"

"I know, it's a game company. The Luo family is in the seafood business, which has nothing to do with games. Does your brother like their games?"

Wang Xiao's breath hitched, and he shook his head: "Let's listen to music."

On stage, Luo Qianhe sang the chorus.

"In this chaotic world, we drift like duckweed, watching the flames of war engulf our land."

Though I am of humble status, I dare not forget my duty to the country, even if no one knows me.

People walked past, and the familiar colors were no longer visible.

The person on stage is singing a heartbreaking farewell song…

The third mentor also lit up their approval light.

Without a doubt, Luo Qianhe not only won the hearts of the audience with her outstanding appearance, clear voice, and profound singing skills, but also gained the recognition of the mentors.

After the song "Red-Clad Ladies" was finished, the audience erupted in prolonged applause.

The only mentor who didn't pass was a girl, perhaps due to jealousy among women, or perhaps it was arranged by the production team.

After the performance, the female mentor asked some tricky questions. Luo Qianhe was not good with words and lacked the ability to respond effectively, so she could only remain silent.

The female mentor labeled her as impolite, attempting to suppress this contestant who was destined to become a sensation.

The director was a bald man in his forties, who was staring at Luo Qianhe with lecherous eyes.

After Luo Qianhe stepped off the stage, he went to see her. In his opinion, Luo Qianhe was a girl with no background, and some influential contestants in the industry had already made arrangements in advance.

He felt he could become the girl's background, but of course the girl would have to give something in return.

Luo Qianhe greeted him politely, but he made his words very blunt: being with him would make her a star, while refusing would mean being forgotten.

Luo Qianhe was about to refuse when the director said, "Don't rush to answer. Go back and think about it carefully. Your information shows that your home is in Linhai City. I have an event in Linhai City in a week. I'll contact you again then."

"Think carefully about how you want to live your life."

He felt confident of victory. He had seen many girls like this before. They were always virtuous on first meeting, which might not be an act. However, as time went on, temptation, like a poison, would slowly seep into their bones.

Seeing others become famous makes them weigh things in their minds, seeing luxury cars and mansions makes them weigh things again, until one day they decide to give up their principles and choose to believe that wealth and enjoyment are the true meaning of life.

Unfortunately, the director has run into a brick wall this time.

Luo Hanshan doesn't want his daughter to become a singer and appear in public, so he naturally won't use any connections to help her get in; he hopes she'll be selected in the first round.

Luo Hanshan may have started his business in the field of extraordinary power relatively late, but as the richest man in the city, he doesn't even take a small director seriously.

It's hard to imagine how terrible the director's fate would be if Luo Hanshan found out about this.

Luo Qianhe bit her lip, not taking the matter to heart, changed into casual clothes, and left.

The four were waiting at the door.

Wang Xiao said, "Qianhe, your uncle is waiting at the restaurant to celebrate your success."

"I won't bother your uncle."

"How can that be? My dad gave me a firm order to invite you. He hasn't seen you in a long time and misses you very much."

Luo Qianhe really couldn't refuse this time. Uncle Wang really liked her when she was little and bought her a lot of toys. Although she disliked Wang Xiao, she couldn't refuse her elder's invitation.

"Oh well."

Zhang Ya said, "I'll go with you."

Luo Qianhe said, "Okay."

Wang Xiao thought to himself: This idiot, he barged into the gates of hell.

Han Qianfei fiercely criticized Yu Yichen's old back.

Yu Yichen turned around and glared at Han Qianfei, saying in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Are you sick? She's meeting her elders, and with our relationship, is it appropriate for you to force your way in? The goddess will be disgusted."

Seeing that he couldn't rely on Yu Yichen, Han Qianfei raised his hand and said, "Report, I want to go too."

Wang Xiao had never seen anyone so shameless. Just as he was about to find the right words to refuse, his mouth came online.

Zhang Ya pointed at Han Qianfei and said, "Han Qianfei, are you sick? Why are you forcing your way into this circle when it's not yours? Everyone here has manners; we don't treat you like one of our own. Don't act like a..."

She hadn't considered that this statement also applied to her; wasn't she also forcing herself into it?

Wang Xiao was thrilled; he had wanted to curse those two flies for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, he felt something was wrong. The name "Han Qianfei" sounded familiar; he had heard it somewhere before.

It was him! The young man who was received by Ye Qingyang.

To Zhang Ya's astonishment, Wang Xiao extended his right hand: "Your name is Han Qianfei?"

Han Qianfei reached out and shook his hand: "My name is Han Qianfei."

Their eyes met, and each knew what the other was thinking.