Chapter 167: Victory Is Certain—White Spirit’s Moment to Shine! The Grand Finale Begins!

"Wait, the name Yu Wenyan sounds a bit familiar."

Bai Ling suddenly had a realization. She pondered it carefully, and finally, it dawned on her.

"Right, she's a supporting character. A side character in 'Splendid'."

"In my memory, she had some interactions with the female lead, Wen Yan, but as for the outcome between the two... the book didn't really write about it. I guess the author didn't even bother to flesh that part out."

"Whatever, forget it."

Regardless of what kind of fate awaited Yu Wenyan, Bai Ling didn't really care. In the original story, she ended up in prison due to being set up, yet here she was, living her own life peacefully. However, if this Yu Wenyan were to grow closer to Wen Yan in the future, wouldn't signing her to her own studio count as changing Wen Yan's fate?

Of course, Bai Ling also noted that this girl was currently an artist under Xinghui. Like herself back in the day, she belonged to the category of artists whose contracts weren't particularly restrictive. In other words, Yu Wenyan was definitely not valued or favored by Xinghui. With those factors combined, Bai Ling had no intention of letting this opportunity slip by.

When Yu Wenyan received her votes and stepped off the stage, Bai Ling spoke to a nearby staff member. "Miss, could you do me a favor? Please go find Miss Yu Wenyan and ask her to wait for me after the show ends. I have some things to discuss with her."

The staff member chuckled and said, "Sure, no problem!"

...

After some more time had passed, several singers took the stage to perform, then chatted with the judges before happily taking off their masks. They waited for the voting results amidst the idle chatter. An hour flew by just like that. The difference between a live broadcast and a recorded one became apparent; without the benefit of editing, the length of the live broadcast began to test people's patience. Consequently, the live stream's popularity plateaued at 38 million and saw no further growth, stabilizing at that level. While it couldn't go any higher, achieving such numbers was already quite impressive.

Finally, a staff member came to notify Bai Ling that it was her turn.

"Next, let us welcome our final guest of the evening—Doraemon!"

When the host uttered the name "Doraemon," the expressions of the audience members in the venue shifted slightly. The live stream chat was flooded with comments.

"Finally!"

"I was planning to leave the stream running in the background while doing other things, but it's starting already?"

"Actually, the other singers' performances were quite good, but unfortunately, I'm here for Doraemon today."

"Go for it, Doraemon! It'll be hilarious if the judges still can't guess who you are."

"Are you guys here for that? I'm here to listen to Bai Ling's new song."

"I've listened to 'Ugly' so many times now. Leng Yan is truly something else. When he sings Bai Ling's songs, there's a special kind of enhancement; it's much better than his past style."

"Oh, oh, that's a sharp comment. Where are Leng Yan's fans? Aren't you going to say something?"

"Damn, caught a troll."

"I'm a fan of Young Master Leng, and I think you're right. I like him even more now than before."

"We support Young Master Leng, and we support Bai Ling. What's the problem?"

"I hope Bai Ling writes more songs for him so he can increase his output."

"Haha, the troll must be confused. I guess they didn't expect the two fanbases to start merging."

"Bai Ling and Young Master Leng have collaborated on three songs now, haven't they? Each one is outstanding, even rivaling his classic hits. Why would his fans boycott Bai Ling? Are you kidding me?"

"Exactly. We're different from those so-called 'Little Universe' fans who talk about how great their idol is but blow up the second he's seen with a woman."

"Haha, that's Lin Yubai's fanbase for you. The agency doesn't even bother to manage them."

"Manage them? How? Those fans have contributed quite a bit of money."

"Alright, enough talk. Doraemon is already on stage. Let's focus on the music!"

On stage, Bai Ling walked out in her bulky mascot costume. This was the last time she would wear it; it was just too inconvenient. Fortunately, she didn't need to walk around while singing, otherwise, she would be exhausted.

On the judges' panel, the judges stared intently.

"Doraemon, long time no see. What kind of work have you brought us this time?"

"It's still one of Bai Ling's new songs, right?" Li Yuanhong asked with a smile.

Bai Ling replied in a male voice, "Yes, teacher. It is another new song written by Bai Ling."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone wore smiles—some of surprise, some of deep emotion. Leng Yan was among those feeling emotional.

"This girl is absurd. She wrote me a song on the spot just yesterday, and now, there's another one?"

"Is her inspiration truly endless?"

Everyone had been happy, but now they fell into a momentary silence.

"Young Master Leng, are you saying that 'Ugly,' the song you sang yesterday, was written by Bai Ling on the spot?" Teacher Han Guangming asked, looking stunned.

Leng Yan waved his hand. "No, I misspoke."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Leng Yan continued, "She sent it to me two hours after talking to me, so it wasn't exactly on the spot."

Everyone: ...

Are you kidding us?!

For any normal singer, it takes ten days, a month, or even two or three months to polish a song. If they can put out an album in a year, they are considered quite prolific. How many great songs has Bai Ling released since she became famous? She has enough for an album already. Moreover, she has been constantly participating in various variety shows, leaving her very little time to compose. Looking at this, everyone present felt inferior. The gap between people is truly vast.

Leng Yan, of course, wasn't just there to tease them. He said nonchalantly, "Actually, I think it's normal. Who asked some tasteless people in this industry to enjoy being a source of inspiration for others?"

"Tsk, tsk~"

Hearing this, everyone understood why Leng Yan said that. It wasn't enough that he sang "Ugly" yesterday; now he was taking a jab at Wang Dagang on this very stage. As expected, the live stream chat began to see a massive wave of "Crusade against Wang Dagang."

On stage, Bai Ling smiled beneath her mask. "Young Master Leng, you're a real one."

"Alright, alright, less side talk. Doraemon, start singing. We can't wait anymore," Li Yuanhong said. "After the song, we can chat more about the creative inspiration. As a friend of Bai Ling, you should have plenty to say then, right?"

Clearly, Li Yuanhong was also on Bai Ling's side. After all, as fellow female singers, how could they not stand together? However, she was even more looking forward to the new song Bai Ling had written.