Life countdown begins, ice queen bursts into security room

At 7 p.m., the backstage area of ​​the Tencent Video studio was bustling with activity.

Agents, makeup artists, and assistants from all walks of life crowded the corridor.

Inside Lu Ming's private dressing room, Chen Fei, a top star from Sheng Hai Entertainment, was sitting on the sofa getting his hair and makeup done.

Zhao Tianyu's side also had a very large entourage.

Lin Jun, a top singer from Times Media, is rehearsing lyrics with her.

In the entire backstage area, only the door to the dressing room in the far corner was tightly closed.

A printed sign was pasted on the door: Jiang Fan.

In the corridor, several competitors from other tracks gathered together.

"Have you heard? Jiang Fan's guest performer hasn't shown up yet."

"Why show his face? Sheng Hai has issued a blacklist, who would dare to take his job? He probably found an amateur who's too embarrassed to show his face."

Li Cheng pushed open the door to Jiang Fan's dressing room, carrying two bottles of mineral water in his hand.

"Everyone outside is laughing at you."

Li Cheng threw the water to Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip.

"Let them see."

Shen Nian sat on the other side of the room, huddled in the shadows.

My hands, resting on my knees, trembled uncontrollably.

A year later.

She returned to this place filled with spotlights and cameras.

There were even a few acquaintances of hers from her time at Shenghai in the corridor outside.

Jiang Fan put down the water bottle and glanced at her.

"nervous?"

Shen Nian raised her head, her eyes filled with a hint of panic.

"Jiang Fan, I'm afraid my voice will tremble when I go on stage."

Jiang Fan stood up and walked up to her.

"Shen Nian, remember this. You're not here to compete today."

Shen Nian was stunned.

"You're here for revenge," Jiang Fan said, looking down at her.

"That man sitting on the judges' panel outside, he ruined your life. What you need to do now is walk up to him and smash the microphone in his face."

Shen Nian's chest heaved violently.

"Sing out all your anger, despair, and resentment."

The live stream officially started at 8 PM.

The studio was brightly lit.

Eight million viewers flooded into the live stream instantly.

Teacher He stood in the center of the stage and raised the microphone.

"Welcome to the 'Rising Star' guest performance battle!"

"Tonight, the remaining twelve contestants, along with their guest performers, will bring us a visual and auditory feast!"

On the judges' panel.

Xue Zhiheng twirled the pen in his hand, his face full of anticipation.

Xu Qingya, dressed in a black haute couture evening gown, glanced across the backstage corridor.

She wanted to see who Jiang Fan had actually contacted.

Hua Xingyu leaned back in her chair, a polite smile on her lips.

He had already prepared a set of words, just waiting for Jiang Fan to go on stage and embarrass himself.

The competition proceeded in the order determined by the draw.

Zhao Tianyu and Lin Jun were the second group to perform.

An original pop-rock song ignited the entire venue.

During the judging process, all three judges gave high scores of 90 or above.

The number of votes from the public jury reached 480.

Total score: 760 points.

Lu Ming and Chen Fei were the fourth group to appear.

Sheng Hai Entertainment invested heavily in creating a top-notch stage effect.

Chen Fei's immense popularity caused the fans at the scene to scream continuously, and the two collaborated on a dance song with a strong rhythm.

Hua Xingyu gave it a perfect score of 100.

Xu Qingya and Xue Zhiheng gave it 92 points.

The public vote count was 485. The total score was 769 points.

Lu Ming stood on the stage and glanced defiantly at the entrance to the passageway.

Teacher He walked back to the center of the stage.

"Next, please welcome the next group of contestants."

Teacher He glanced at the cue cards.

"Please welcome Jiang Fan from the Solo Show track! And his guest performer—"

Teacher He deliberately dragged out the last syllable, not pronouncing the name.

The lights in the entire venue suddenly went out.

Only two spotlights shone on the entrance to the passage.

Jiang Fan, wearing a set of clothes that Xu Qingya had prepared for him, stepped out.

Following behind him was a figure completely wrapped in a black trench coat, with half a mask on his face.

The live stream chat was instantly flooded with comments.

"Holy crap, Xiaochou Ge looks so cool in that outfit!"

"Who's that in the back? Why are they covered up so much?"

"They're too ashamed to show their faces! They definitely couldn't find any celebrities, so they dragged in a random passerby to make up the numbers!"

"The ban from Shenghai is there, who can he turn to? He's definitely going to crash and burn tonight!"

Jiang Fan walked to the center of the stage.

He ignored the comments from the audience and stood directly in front of the microphone.

The figure in black walked to another microphone next to him.

Hua Xingyu sat on the judges' panel, watching that figure.

He felt inexplicably irritated.

Xue Zhiheng picked up the microphone.

"Jiang Fan, aren't your guest performers going to introduce themselves?"

Jiang Fan adjusted the height of the microphone.

"Let's talk after we finish singing."

That one sentence effectively silenced everyone's curiosity.

Xu Qingya looked at Jiang Fan on the stage, a slight smile playing on her lips.

This man always knows how to whet everyone's appetite to its maximum.

On the large screen, the song information slowly appeared.

"seabed".

Lyrics by Shen Nian.

Composer: Jiang Fan.

Arranged by Jiang Fan.

Performed by Jiang Fan and Shen Nian.

boom!

The moment the words "Shen Nian" appeared on the big screen, the entire studio fell into a deathly silence.

Hua Xingyu, who was sitting on the judges' panel, suddenly sat up straight.

The smile on his face vanished completely.

Backstage rest area.

Lu Ming's water glass fell to the ground with a clatter, spilling water everywhere.

Chen Fei frowned.

"Shen Nian? Why does that name sound so familiar?"

Lu Ming's face turned deathly pale.

"That trainee who was blacklisted by Sheng Hai a year ago."

The live stream chat paused for two seconds, then erupted in an unprecedented frenzy.

"Shen Nian?! Is this the Shen Nian I'm thinking of?!"

"That plagiarist who stole Hua Xing Yu Ge's song? Didn't she retire from the entertainment industry?!"

"Jiang Fan must be crazy! Hiring a disgraced artist to help him sing?!"

Inside the studio, Hua Xingyu's fans had already begun to boo loudly.

"Get out of here, you plagiarist!"

The sound grew louder and louder, eventually coalescing into a wave of noise.

on the stage.

Shen Nian stood in front of the microphone.

Hearing the overwhelming insults from below the stage, her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

The nightmare from a year ago seems to be repeating itself.

Just then, a hand reached out and pressed on her shoulder.

Jiang Fan's hand was steady, carrying an undeniable strength.

"Take off your mask," Jiang Fan said.

Shen Nian raised her head and looked into Jiang Fan's calm eyes.

She raised her hand and grabbed the edge of the mask.

He ripped it off.

A pale, thin, yet still stunning face appeared in a close-up shot on the big screen.

The jeers and insults from the audience paused briefly at that moment.

Shen Nian closed her eyes and moved closer to the microphone.

A female voice, ethereal and chilling, filled with profound despair, instantly pierced through the entire studio.

Scattered moonlight pierced through the clouds.

"Hiding from the crowd, spreading out like scales on the sea."

Hua Xingyu sat on the judges' panel, gripping the armrests of the chair tightly with both hands.

His breathing became rapid, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

That sound.

He was all too familiar.

A year ago, in Sheng Hai's recording studio, he heard this voice sing the song "Stars".

Then, he made that song his own.

Now, she's back.

Moreover, she came back with Jiang Fan.

On stage, Shen Nian's singing continued to sink deeper into the music.

"The soul sinks into silence."

No one will wake you.

An extremely oppressive atmosphere enveloped the entire venue.

The audience members who were just shouting and cursing suddenly fell silent.

The deathly aura emanating from that voice made one feel a tightness in their chest.

Xu Qingya frowned; the song's emotions were too negative.

On the competitive stage, this is absolutely fatal.

Just when everyone thought this song would continue to sink to the bottom.

Jiang Fan moved closer to the microphone.

A deep, resonant male rap voice, like a booming bell, crashed down!

"You like the salty smell of the sea breeze,"

"Walking on the wet gravel,"

"You said people should return to the sea."

"You ask me where I'd go if I missed you,"

"Is there anyone who loves you?"

"Can the world cease to exist?"

Two completely different voices collided violently in mid-air.

The hidden electronic drumbeats erupted completely at this moment.

Shen Nian suddenly opened her eyes.

Her gaze was fixed on Hua Xingyu on the judges' panel, beyond the edge of the stage.

The grievances, despair, and pain of the past year.

At that moment, it all transformed into the power to break through the sea.

She gripped the microphone with both hands, and her high notes exploded out without reservation!

Spring rain! Summer cicadas chirping! Tomorrow will be a beautiful day!

"Autumn winds rise! Snowflakes fall lightly! The seasons are invisible beneath the sea!"

Jiang Fan's harmonies were firmly held below her high notes.

"Too late! Too late! You cried while laughing!"

"Too late! Too late! But I'll still sing for you!"

The sound system in the entire studio was vibrating.

In the audience, some people got goosebumps.

The audience members in the front row instinctively opened their mouths wide.

Hua Xingyu slumped into a chair.

He looked at the woman on stage, who was unleashing her high notes with abandon.

Cold sweat trickled down his temples from his forehead.

The song ended.

The lingering sound echoed in the studio for a long time.

The entire room fell silent.

Jiang Fan's gaze fell on Hua Xingyu.

"Teacher Hua," Jiang Fan picked up the microphone, "do you understand this song?"

All eyes instantly focused on Hua Xingyu's pale face.