Chapter 12 Kick-off Tournament

And this time... she seemed even more nervous than the last time she did a live broadcast!

Teacher Yingzi, who was suddenly entrusted with an important task, was uneasy.

I don’t know if it’s because she is more familiar with Zhong Lingyu than those stupid netizens.

Ever since the girl told her that Ms. Xingzhen had offended many netizens by supporting her and "speaking out" for her on D station, and that if she couldn't win the championship, Zhong Lingyu would suffer this unexpected disaster, she became more and more uneasy.

——Moreover, this feeling of uneasiness is about to overwhelm the anxiety I felt when I heard netizens talking about that "fifty-year-old woman guarding the national border".

Hiss~It’s so hard to bear.

Otherwise, she should hurry up and practice singing, so as not to embarrass herself during the live broadcast.

Nalan Ying had cold sweat on his forehead, and he was anxious to find another opportunity to practice more.

However, after a day of hard practice, the band and arranger had gone off work early to have lunch. She wandered around in the lounge for a long time and finally decided to go back home to memorize the lyrics tonight and come back early tomorrow morning to practice singing and rehearse.

"Well... Actually, with Ms. Xingzhen's many skills here, you really don't have to be too nervous, Teacher Yingzi."

Seeing that Nalan Ying was restless, Zhong Lingyu looked up at the sky and flipped over the system page.

In the upper left corner of the page, the singing point is clearly marked with the number "26".

She pointed at the small note and smiled at Nalan Ying, "Did you see this '26', Teacher Yingzi?"

"It's only been half a week, and you've already accumulated 26 singing points - if you work hard in the remaining days, you will definitely be able to collect points this week."

"As long as we gather thirty points, we can exchange for the most powerful skills that can be developed in Ms. Xingzhen's system... When those skills are activated, you can also add a 'Glory' buff - we can definitely do it!"

"So, relax, Teacher Yingzi. It's just a championship of "singer4202". With the help of Ms. Xingzhen, shouldn't it be easy for us to win it?"

Zhong Lingyu comforted the overly nervous fifty-year-old woman and skillfully drew a big round cake for her.

After hearing those words, Nalan Ying felt that this little bastard was trying to deceive her with some fancy lies, but she had no reliable evidence in her hands.

So Teacher Yingzi had no choice but to memorize the lyrics nervously in this tense situation; and nervously participated in the rehearsal even though she often forgot the lyrics.

At 4202 o'clock on Friday night, the second live broadcast of the "singer" chart-topping competition began as scheduled. The host's opening remarks were long and boring as usual.

Zhong Lingyu in the audience was almost sleepy listening to the commercials. When the hosts finally finished their nonsense and introduced the rules of the competition and the singers who would be competing tonight, she finally became interested and subconsciously grabbed the jade pendant that Ms. Xingzhen was possessed by.

The rules of this round of the ranking competition are slightly more complicated than Zhong Lingyu had previously imagined.

The two singers participating in the competition must first accumulate 500,000 popularity points on the voting website set up by the program team, and then they can randomly choose one of the singers who have not yet appeared to compete with him in a singles competition.

As long as the popularity value is high enough, no matter which stage the program reaches, it will immediately enter the pk mode, and the selected singers will have to go on stage immediately regardless of the order in which they were drawn.

Tsk...it's so troublesome. If I don't know, I would think that your program team is going to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination.

Zhong Lingyu smacked her lips mercilessly, and at the same time listened to the host announcing the performance order that the singers had just drawn.

Teacher Yingzi was quite lucky this time, and threw the ball accurately to the sixth place in the ranking. In a program like this, which is broadcast live on the entire network and uses the votes cast by the audience on the spot as the only ranking standard, the later the singers appear on the stage, the easier it is to leave a deeper impression on people. After all, after singing eight or nine songs in the whole program, the singers have to make up for it by almost two points.

If the first singer performs mediocrely... by the time the last singer finishes singing, who will remember how he performed at the beginning?
So on the whole, it is easier to gain an advantage if you place it a little later in this order.

Of course, it would also allow Ms. Xingzhen to develop some skills in advance - especially those for foreign singers - which would also give Teacher Yingzi more confidence.

After thinking about it, Zhong Lingyu closed her eyes and pretended to rest. She wanted to wait for the singers to officially go on stage before listening to the songs at ease. Unexpectedly, before she closed her eyes, she suddenly heard the host's exclamation.

"Oh my God! Friends, in just a few minutes when we were reading out the rules of the competition, one of the chart-topping singers has already gained a popularity value of over 500,000!" The male host, who is usually known for his steady stage presence, pretended to sigh as he slowly introduced the background of this chart-topping singer.

When the name of the band "Wuliyanghai (see note)" appeared in the host's mouth, Zhong Lingyu clearly felt a small fluctuation coming from Ms. Xingzhen's soul.

The little girl, noticing something unusual, opened her eyes and looked at the large electronic screen in the venue. She saw the interview clips of several Inner Mongolian men being played in turn on the screen, and she began to understand a little.

——Oh, it’s a Mongolian band? It’s normal for Ms. Xingzhen to have some emotional fluctuations.

They have been nomadic peoples since ancient times. During the Qing Dynasty, they were not used to promoting the idea of ​​"Manchus and Mongols are one family"!

I just don’t know who Wuliyanghai will choose to challenge.

Is it... Ms. Timo from the United States, or Frosia from Canada, or Teacher Yingzi and other domestic singers?
Things seem to be getting much more interesting.

Zhong Lingyu sat up straight without leaving any trace, with her eyebrows half-hidden under her hair slightly raised.

After a short, slightly awkward but extremely real interaction, the female host stationed in the backstage live broadcast room finally knocked on Timo's door with the envelope containing the list of challengers.

The dark-skinned singer, who was a year older than Teacher Yingzi, was obviously unprepared for this. When he saw the female host knocking on the door, he hurriedly packed his clothes.

"If I'm not mistaken, this seems to be the American foreigner who took first place last time, right?"

Ms. Xingzhen's voice suddenly rang in Zhong Lingyu's ears, and she was so frightened by her sudden movement that she almost fell off her chair.

Fortunately, young sharks these days are easy to break but not easy to die.

The little girl who was not frightened to death by the blow touched her chest for a few seconds, then nodded imperceptibly to Ms. Xingzhen who was half floating in the air: "Yes, Ms. Xingzhen."

"Ms. Timo is American."

"That's good." Ms. Xingzhen nodded slightly in response, "Then I won't have any psychological burden when I use my skills."

　Note: I checked and found that "Hanggai" roughly means mountain forest in Mongolian, which is a world of alpine jungles and grasslands, and "Wuri" means ocean.

　　It is said that Wuliyanghai is a variation of Wuruihanggai. In order not to directly write the real name of the singer and band, I changed it to Wuliyanghai.

　　It means Wuruihanggai.

　　Of course, the author is not Mongolian () If you have looked up the wrong information, just make do with it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)