After being dumped by the diva, I was picked up by her arch-enemy.

The applause lasted for nearly half a minute before gradually subsiding.

The host, Shao Hua, quickly walked onto the stage.

"Thank you, Jiang Yichen, for your wonderful performance! Judges, please provide your comments!"

Zhou Jian'an was the first to pick up the microphone.

"Let me go first."

"I've been a music producer for almost thirty years and have seen countless singers of all kinds. But this song today gave me goosebumps four times. Four times!"

As he spoke, he held up four fingers.

"You captivated everyone with your Qingyi singing style in the first two performances. I was thinking, what will this kid do next? He can't sing Qingyi every time, can he? The audience will get tired of it."

Zhou Jian'an paused for a moment.

"And then you just gave me a whole old male role performance. And it wasn't some half-baked, forced-in opera style meant to show off. Your old male role singing, the breath control, the rhyme, the articulation—everything was perfect."

He turned to look at the other judges.

"I don't know if everyone noticed, but in the chorus, the line 'I shouldn't have doubts,' he used the Xipi Liushui rhythmic pattern. For such a young kid to sing Xipi Liushui to this level is truly remarkable. I'm casting my vote for you!"

The audience erupted in enthusiastic applause once again.

Tan Yue took the microphone, her voice filled with undisguised admiration.

"Yichen, I have a question for you. How many years have you studied Peking Opera?"

Jiang Yichen paused for a moment, his thoughts instantly drawn back to the past.

The original owner had been learning opera from her master since she could remember, but opera was in decline, and the opera troupe was struggling to make ends meet.

His master saw that he was handsome and had solid skills, so he squeezed out money to send him out to school and find a way to make a living.

As a result, after graduating, the original owner never made a name for himself and was too ashamed to go back to see his master and fellow disciples.

I wonder how they are doing now...

Bringing himself back to reality, Jiang Yichen answered honestly, "I've been learning from my master since I was a child, for almost twenty years now."

Tan Yue nodded, her admiration evident in her eyes.

No wonder.

"One minute on stage requires ten years of practice off stage."

"Your basic skills are so solid. This song, 'Wujiapo,' combines pop music and traditional opera seamlessly."

"Here you go with my 10,000 votes!"

Zhang Xiangjun picked up the microphone and echoed the sentiment.

"I agree with Teacher Tan and Teacher Zhou's views."

"The verses of this song are gentle and narrative, while the chorus explodes with emotion, bringing the emotions to a fever pitch."

"I'll give you my 10,000 votes too!"

Thirty thousand votes!

The judges unanimously approved!

The entire stadium erupted in thunderous cheers.

In the waiting area, the rapper's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

He was so arrogant on stage just now, but now he feels too ashamed to face anyone.

Shao Hua strode to the center of the stage and raised the microphone.

Thank you to the three judges for their insightful comments!

"Jiang Yichen received a perfect score of 30,000 votes!"

"But this is not the final result!"

"Now, the audience voting channel is officially open!"

"Three minutes only!"

A three-minute countdown appeared on the big screen.

The live stream chat exploded with comments.

"Brothers! Charge!"

"Get Jiang Shen (the song title) on the list! We absolutely cannot let this masterpiece be buried!"

"If we don't get more votes than that guy next door chanting scriptures, everyone here shares the responsibility!"

In the penguin group.

Jiang Yichen Fan Club.

The group admin is spamming the chat.

"All members! The voting channel is now open!"

"Give it your all, everyone!"

"I borrowed all the phones from my extended family to scan the QR code!"

"Just because the river god doesn't show his power doesn't mean we're pushovers!"

The group members responded enthusiastically.

Screenshots were posted one after another in the group.

All of them showed successful votes.

"I snatched all my roommates' phones, and only gave them back after I finished voting!"

"I've even requisitioned the internet cafe owner's phone; I have to give Jiang Shen face today!"

Lin Qinghe sat on the sofa, watching the messages constantly popping up in the group chat.

She did not speak.

She simply picked up her phone silently, skillfully scanned the QR code, and cast her vote for Jiang Yichen.

.......

The studio.

The three-minute countdown has reached zero.

Shao Hua took a deep breath: "The voting channel is closed!"

The first thing announced was the rapper's vote count.

On the big screen, the bar chart representing rappers began to rise slowly.

The final frame.

12345 votes.

Including the judges' zero votes, the total number of votes was over 12,000.

Shao Hua raised his voice.

"Next, let's see how many audience votes Jiang Yichen received!"

The lights in the room went out instantly.

The rousing drumbeats echoed throughout the studio.

On the big screen, the bar chart representing Jiang Yichen began to soar wildly.

100,000!

150,000!

Two hundred thousand!

The numbers were jumping around so fast it was dizzying.

The entire audience stared wide-eyed, and even the three judges couldn't help but lean forward.

Finally, the bar chart came to a sudden stop.

256780 votes!

The entire audience erupted in uproar!

"Two hundred and fifty-six thousand seven hundred and eighty votes!"

"Adding the judges' 30,000 votes, Jiang Yichen's total votes are 286,780!"

Congratulations to Jiang Yichen on successfully advancing to the next round!

The studio erupted in enthusiastic cheers.

The audience waved glow sticks wildly.

More than 280,000 votes!

This is the highest record since the premiere of "The Voice of Heaven"!

Jiang Yichen stood in the center of the stage.

He bowed slightly, his expression remaining calm.

In the preparation room.

Li Ziyan stared intently at the vote count on the screen.

His face looked extremely pale.

250,000 audience tickets!

How is that possible?

I mobilized my entire fan base last week and barely managed to get 180,000 votes.

How did Jiang Yichen manage to get 250,000 audience tickets?

The game continues.

In the final group, Li Ziyan faced off against an ordinary player.

A decisive victory with no suspense whatsoever.

Li Ziyan garnered 130,000 votes thanks to the enthusiastic support of his fans.

Although they successfully advanced, their vote count was simply insignificant compared to Jiang Yichen's 280,000 votes.

Li Ziyan stood on the stage, enjoying the screams of the fans, but a thorn still pierced his heart.

All matches have ended.

Shao Hua returned to the center of the stage.

"Dear viewers!"

"After tonight's fierce competition, the top three in the nation have been officially determined!"

"They are: Afei, Jiang Yichen, and Li Ziyan!"

"Next Saturday at 8 PM!"

"The Grand Finale of 'The Voice of Heaven,' the Night of the Pinnacle!"

"The three contestants will compete on the same stage, and the one with the most votes will become this season's champion!"

Let's wait and see!

Confetti rained down from above the stage.

The atmosphere at the scene reached its peak.

Recording has officially ended.

Jiang Yichen walked off the stage, through the long corridor, and back to the dressing room.

He removed his makeup and changed into his own clothes.

Jiang Yichen picked up his phone.

The screen lights up.

The WeChat interface was flooded with a familiar cat avatar.

Yuzu: "Jiang Yichen! Congratulations on advancing to the top three nationwide!"

Yuzu: "[Cat scattering flowers.jpg]"

Yuzu: "Your opera singing was so beautiful today! I was completely mesmerized!"

Yuzu: "Um... are you getting ready to go back now?"

Jiang Yichen typed a reply with one hand.

Jiang Yichen: "I was just about to hail a taxi."

The other party replied almost instantly.

Yuzu: "Don't take a taxi!"

Yuzu: "I happen to be running some errands in the western suburbs. I can pick you up on the way home!"