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

When Li Ziyan finished singing, the entire audience erupted in enthusiastic cheers.

Shao Hua, holding the microphone, quickly walked to the center of the stage.

"Thank you, Li Ziyan, for your wonderful performance!"

"This song, 'The Abyss,' is truly breathtaking; the high notes are absolutely soul-stirring."

"Now, please welcome the last contestant of this season's 'The Voice of Heaven'—"

"Jiang Yichen!"

A frenzied shout erupted from the audience, and countless glow sticks waved in the darkness.

The lights in the studio dimmed instantly, and the floor in the center of the stage slowly parted to the sides.

A black grand piano was lifted up by a lift and appeared in everyone's sight.

Jiang Yichen was wearing a simple white shirt and black trousers.

He walked out from the darkness of the passage with steady steps.

The entire venue gradually quieted down.

There was no band in place, nor were there any backing track prompts.

Jiang Yichen walked to the piano, pulled out the piano bench, sat down, and reached out to adjust the angle of the standing microphone.

On the judges' panel, Zhou Jian'an frowned slightly.

"What's going on?"

"Is he planning to sing and play the guitar on the final stage?"

Tan Yue also looked puzzled.

"That's too risky."

"Li Ziyan's accompaniment was so grand, but he only used a piano, so he lost a lot in terms of momentum."

Zhang Xiangjun also shook his head.

The live stream chat started scrolling wildly.

"Holy crap? Not plugged in? Jiang Shen is going all out?"

"Seriously? This is such an important event as the finals, and they're being way too casual!"

"He's had such a big incident these past few days, he probably hasn't had time to do the accompaniment."

"Oh no, without accompaniment, the effect will be greatly affected."

........

In the preparation room, Li Ziyan stared at the screen, a smug smile playing on his lips.

Without even accompaniment, how can we compete with him?

He's the undisputed champion tonight.

On stage, Jiang Yichen closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

His long, slender fingers landed on the black and white piano keys.

The crisp and melodious piano prelude flowed through the vast studio.

The melody has a classical feel, melodious and graceful.

Jiang Yichen moved closer to the microphone, and his deep, mellow male voice came through.

"The snowflakes fell on the plum blossom branches that year—"

"Too much sorrow remained by Huaqing Pool that year—"

"Don't talk about who's right and who's wrong, or whether feelings are right or wrong—"

"I just want to get drunk with you again in my dreams—"

These few lines of the male verse were sung with deep emotion.

Jiang Yichen's voice has excellent texture, conveying the vicissitudes of history in a gentle and detailed way.

But the audience felt that something was missing.

It sounds nice, but in the grand finale, where an explosive atmosphere is required, it seems a bit too bland.

Zhou Jian'an leaned back in his chair and shook his head slightly.

"The composition is good, and the melody is beautiful."

"But as a final piece, it lacks explosive power."

On stage, the piano's rhythm suddenly quickened.

The black and white piano keys danced wildly at Jiang Yichen's fingertips.

The melody suddenly soared.

Jiang Yichen suddenly raised his head.

The original male voice seamlessly switched to a female opera-style voice in an instant.

Love and hate can be separated in an instant.

"Raising a cup to the moon, my feelings are as vast as the sky—"

"Love and hate are both boundless—"

"When will you fall in love?"

This line was sung in a female opera style.

The audience's hair stood on end at that moment.

The three teachers on the judging panel were also full of surprise, and subconsciously craned their necks to look for any other figures on the stage.

They mistakenly believed that Jiang Yichen had invited a female guest to sing with him.

The official live stream room was also flooded with a dense barrage of comments.

"Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! Am I deaf?! Is this really Jiang Yichen singing?"

"Binoculars! I got goosebumps all over! This is divine!"

"They said they'd just come out and take the beating if they were calm beforehand! This is just utterly outrageous!"

"Hahaha, look at the judges' shocked expressions! They're still looking for someone! It's hilarious!"

On stage, Jiang Yichen's performance continued, his expression already fully immersed in the role.

"The moon is reflected in the chrysanthemum terrace—"

"Who knows the chill in my heart—"

"Drunk in the embrace of the king—"

"Love in a Dream of the Tang Dynasty—"

Two completely different voices are perfectly blended in the mouth of the same person.

There was nothing abrupt about it.

There were no flaws in the ventilation.

Jiang Yichen perfectly portrayed Yang Guifei's captivating charm and Emperor Xuanzong's deep affection and helplessness.

Gu Ruanxing stood in the backstage corridor, looking at the dazzling man on the stage.

Her mouth was agape, and she couldn't close it for a long time; her beautiful eyes were filled with shock.

Just how many more amazing skills does this guy have up his sleeve?

In the preparation room, the smug look on Li Ziyan's face instantly froze.

The piano's final notes faded away slowly.

Jiang Yichen removed his hands from the piano keys and bowed deeply to the audience.

The applause and cheers that erupted in the studio almost burst through the roof.

Shao Hua shouted excitedly as he went on stage.

"That was absolutely stunning! Jiang Yichen! Thank you for the amazing performance!"

"Distinguished judges, please provide your comments!"

Zhou Jian'an picked up the microphone, took several deep breaths, and barely managed to calm his excited emotions.

"Jiang Yichen, this song, although it doesn't have a fancy accompaniment."

"Your voice is the best instrument in the entire venue."

"You not only understand opera, but you have also combined opera and pop music to an unparalleled level."

"If you don't get this championship, I'll be the first to object!"

Tan Yue added excitedly.

"Today I've truly witnessed what a real genius is!"

"This song, 'The New Drunken Concubine,' is destined to be recorded in the history of Chinese pop music."

"Knowing how hard you've worked these past few days makes this performance all the more remarkable. You were amazing!"

Zhang Xiangjun even raised both hands.

"Full marks."

"This is absolutely a perfect scene."

The judges' comments have ended.

Shao Hua strode to the center of the stage.

"Now comes the most exciting moment of the night."

"Please welcome Ah Fei and Li Ziyan back to the stage!"

Afei and Li Ziyan returned to the stage.

Afei looked at Jiang Yichen with admiration, completely convinced.

Li Ziyan's face was ashen, yet he still clung to the last glimmer of hope.

"The nationwide live voting channel is now closed!"

"Let's look at the big screen!"

The champion will soon be revealed!

On the big screen, the three bars representing the votes began to soar wildly.

Afei's vote count stopped at 500,000.

Li Ziyan's votes surged to 2.8 million thanks to the frenzied voting by his fans.

And Jiang Yichen's votes.

One million! Two million! Five million!

The numbers were jumping around so fast it was dizzying.

Finally, the bar chart froze!

Six and a half million votes!

Fault compaction.

Shao Hua grabbed Jiang Yichen's hand and raised it high, roaring with all his might:

Let's congratulate Jiang Yichen!

With an overwhelming majority of 6.5 million votes, they became the national champion of this season's "The Voice of China"!

Golden confetti rained down from above the stage.

The entire audience chanted Jiang Yichen's name in unison.

Jiang Yichen was bathed in golden rain.

.......

the other side.

"Damn it, what a waste of a great song of mine!"

Chen Yu gritted his teeth and cursed.

He naturally didn't think it was a problem with his lyrics and music; it was just that Li Ziyan was too useless.

However, Chen Yu quickly calmed down again.

He leaned back on the sofa and sneered.

Even if we win the championship, so what?

In Shanghai, offending the Bai family means certain death.

That madman Bai Yanqiu will never swallow this insult.