Chapter 168: A Total Reversal, A Male Voice Transforms into a Female One!

Most of the others felt the same way.

Being singers themselves, naturally, none of them had any liking for Wang Dagang.

Yet, as the saying went, this was a variety show.

The most important task had to be handled first before addressing anything else.

Of course, there was another reason why they held such a mindset.

In their hearts, Doraemon was not Bai Ling.

It would be somewhat inappropriate to take up Doraemon's time by discussing Bai Ling's controversies and public trends.

Bai Ling, however, did not overthink it.

She nodded to signal the accompaniment musicians that they could begin.

The sounds of the accompaniment began to rise.

At that very moment, everyone was struck by a grand and majestic aura rushing straight toward them.

The heavy beats of the rhythm instantly energized their spirits.

"This arrangement has some serious depth!"

"You can tell the quality of a song just by its composition and arrangement. This song won't be bad."

"Let's drop the dispute for now. A song written by Bai Ling will not be bad."

"True enough, we should still trust Bai Ling."

"By the way, did Doraemon mention the name of this song?"

"Doesn't look like it."

Everyone's gazes fell upon Doraemon.

The beat had arrived, and it was time to sing.

Truth be told, every performance Doraemon brought to the stage was truly astonishing.

His unique vocal condition could completely compensate for any shortcomings in singing technique compared to top-tier singers.

Therefore, since this was the grand finale battle, everyone naturally held even higher expectations.

"My left hand grasps the earth, my right hand grips the sky."

"The lines of my palms have cracked into lightning across the ten directions."

"Hastily exchanging the passage of time for years!"

"Three thousand worlds, as if never seen!"

When the singing rang out.

In an instant, everyone's expressions completely stiffened, turning utterly petrified.

The barrage of comments in the live stream paused abruptly for a large section, followed by a massive wave of question marks appearing on the screen.

Every single face wore an expression of shock and astonishment.

It was as unbelievable as watching someone spiral upward into the heavens.

"This..."

"What in the world is this!"

"Did I hear that right?"

"How is this even possible?"

"A woman? Doraemon is a woman?"

"Holy crap, oh my god!"

"What is going on here? This is way too exaggerated."

What Bai Ling brought out this time was none other than the theme song of Ashes of Love, "Left Hand Holding the Moon"!

When this song was broadcasted in her past life, it became popular even faster than the drama itself.

Teacher Sa's performance had left everyone awestruck.

This stage was of extreme importance to Bai Ling.

Not only because this was the finale battle.

Nor was it merely because Bai Ling needed to strike back at Wang Dagang by demonstrating that she was "doing well."

To her, counterattacking Wang Dagang and the like was not her main quest.

He was nothing more than a clown performing on a stage; even if he tried to target her, it would be no more than soldiers being blocked by generals and water being stopped by earth.

Who fears whom?

For Bai Ling, the most important thing was her career!

Important things must be said three times.

Everything depends on oneself: career, career, career!

This was the absolute top priority!

The drama Ashes of Love prepared by Bai Ling was about to be filmed, and currently, it lacked both personnel and promotional channels.

This stage was the absolute best opportunity.

Who told Ashes of Love to come paired with such a hit song as "Left Hand Holding the Moon"?

Therefore, Bai Ling had known long ago that tonight... was destined to be extraordinarily lively.

Her intuition was correct.

The moment Bai Ling revealed her true voice,

the venue completely exploded, and the live stream burst into utter chaos.

Doraemon was not a man, but a woman!

This was simply too shocking.

After all, Bai Ling had intentionally thrown out three smoke bombs earlier, releasing three songs suited for male vocals.

And yet, look at how things turned out—at the crucial moment, a complete two-hundred-and-eighty-degree reversal.

That voice, previously filled with grandeur and towering momentum, transformed into a soaring phoenix, its cries echoing beyond the nine firmaments, its delicate tones shattering the Kunlun Mountains.

Who could accept such a transition in an instant?

Who could keep themselves from screaming out in shock? From gasping aloud?

Right at the scene, quite a few judges directly covered their faces and mouths with looks of sheer terror.

Most of the audience in the seats reacted the exact same way.

Gradually, they realized that Doraemon had played an enormous joke on them.

Those previous songs had all been a smokescreen!

And once they figured this out, their gazes grew even more peculiar.

"This is the true definition of disguise!"

"Changing gender directly instead of just timbre—that is infinitely harder than simply pinching your throat."

"Who is this singer? Who on earth is she? To have this kind of talent is truly a gift bestowed by the heavens."

"I don't care, starting today, I'm this girl's fan!"

"Teacher Li, calm down. You're a top-tier female singer, please remain calm."

"So what if I'm a top-tier singer? Can't I be a fan of someone else?"

"She is too incredible, I admire her so much!"

The other judges looked at the emotionally uncontrollable Li Yuanhong with a hint of surprise on their faces.

Teacher Li had actually fallen for this performance?

Yet, upon second thought, putting themselves in Li Yuanhong's shoes, they could understand.

After all, Li Yuanhong herself was a female singer, and she knew full well that she could never transition her own vocal cords and timbre as freely as Doraemon on stage.

That was an almost impossible task to accomplish.

The male singers present felt the same way.

Sure, they could pinch their throats to squeeze out shrill sounds meant to imitate a female voice.

Yet in reality, such a voice could be identified instantly as a disguise, a mere falsetto.

Even that famous teacher from Bai Ling's past life who pushed this skill to the absolute limit could only portray one specific type of female voice to perfection.

Doraemon was different. Just across the previous stages, Doraemon's male vocals had exhibited three distinct transformations.

"Youthful China Says," "Moonlight," and "Wukong"—those presented three entirely different sensations.

Such difficulty was no less than a male singer simultaneously possessing a loli voice, a queen voice, a mature older sister's voice, and even a husky, smoky voice, among others.

It was utterly absurd.

It was completely impossible to achieve.

Yet for Doraemon to reach this level—such talent was simply breathtaking and celestial.

So viewed from this perspective, Doraemon on stage was truly deserving of deep admiration.

Of course, aside from the shock brought by the voice, everyone was deeply immersed in the aesthetic beauty of the singing itself.

Especially the first part: "Three thousand worlds, as if never seen!"

An ethereal voice carrying a faint operatic quality.

The handling of vocal details was exceptionally precise.

This was a reflection of true singing technique,

far beyond mere talent alone.

Listening to Doraemon sing this song gave them a mystical sensation of floating upward as immortals, while simultaneously feeling the boundless, vast, and majestic expanse of the universe and earth.

"What a great song!"

"Another masterpiece!"

"And Doraemon's vocal technique matches this song to absolute perfection. I can already feel my soul trembling."