Chapter 103 Rap
The result was just as everyone had guessed.

Although traditional Chinese style is a niche genre, it's not too difficult to create; you just need to add a few elements.

After all, they don't know ancient style songs, but they do know ancient style pop songs.

So most people didn't lose points on the theme, especially since quite a few people went straight for a replica of blue and white porcelain.

There are also imitations of Jiang Qin's other songs.

However, most of the ten composers who made it to the final round were truly talented.

Jiang Qin is the only one left in the Federation.

The Empire includes Karl, Jones, Finland, Lister, and Eli Cook.

Irene, Ize, of the Elven race.

Amos of the Machine Race.

Haining, a sea tribe.

Just by looking at the percentage, it's clear that the pride of the Empire is not blind arrogance but rather a confidence stemming from its formidable strength.

The next episode will be the semi-finals.

It can also be called a ranking tournament.

In addition to the scoring still being given by the mastermind judges and the audience, off-site viewers can also participate in the voting.

The audience members no longer receive one vote per person; instead, they can vote for any song they like.

The final scores and vote percentages will be ranked from 1 to 10. After the final, the scores and votes from both rounds will be added together to determine the final ranking of the program.

In other words, she can return to the Federation in another week.

The host is drawing a topic.

"Let's see what the theme of the next session is!"

The big screen displayed the final result: rap.

"Wow, it's rap! It's one of the less common themes in recent years. Looks like it's going to be another exciting challenge!" the female host said cheerfully.

So much time has passed, and everyone has long since come to their senses from Jiang Qin's performance on stage.

Hearing this topic, well, some people are looking forward to it, while others don't really like it.

[Rap? It's awful, sounds like chanting.]
[I think it's so cool! I really like it.]
[The main problem is that those words are too strange. I doubt many people in our Empire would like them; people in the Federation probably do.]
[Especially the federal minority groups, they particularly enjoy these kinds of songs.]
[If you don't like it, it's because you don't understand. Rappers are super cool, okay?]
[However, Qinbao doesn't seem to have composed this type of song before; she probably isn't very good at it, right?]
[Haha, finally there's something Jiang Qin isn't good at: resisting the Federation people got her into the top three, so everyone, don't vote for her.]
[That's right, everyone should vote for the Empire's composers. You don't want the Federation to get arrogant, do you?]
[You guys are disgusting!] Wen Xueli angrily typed this line of comments.

Then she called over her companions, looking aggrieved, and said, "What should we do? Those imperial people definitely won't vote for Qinbao."

"There's nothing we can do but appeal to our fellow federal citizens to vote for her."

In terms of population, the federal government still has a larger population.

However, a large portion of them are orcs and pure humans, as well as some elderly, weak, sick, and disabled people. It's uncertain whether these people even have quantum computers.

Not to mention whether or not one can vote.

Besides their own population, the empire also has many other races that support them.

In previous years, the Federation composers who made it into the top ten have consistently received fewer votes than the Empire composers.

In fact, Wen Xueli could accept that Jiang Qin was not the champion, but she could not accept that she lost not only because of the opponent's strength.

But popularity is also part of the competition.

"I've made up my mind!" Wen Xueli's heart was filled with passion.

"Let's go campaign for votes in impoverished areas!"

Her partners tried to dissuade her, saying, "Lily, that's too dangerous."

"Yes, those people in the slums are crazy, I'm afraid something might happen."

"How about this, you don't need to go, we can go instead. We'll buy a batch of low-grade nutrient solution and send it over. For every vote they cast, we'll give them five bottles as a gift, how about that?"

Citizens who have not linked their personal computers can also access the internet by going to the StarNet Hall provided by the government. It is similar to an internet cafe, but it is under the jurisdiction of the government and, in addition to charging StarCoins, it limits each person to three times a month, with each time lasting one hour.

This is a convenience for those who don't have a quantum computer.

So they could totally go and make a deal with these people.

The cost of five vials of nutrient solution is already a good price, and they can pay for it with Star Coins.

Anyway, it's only 100 star coins per person each time.

Upon hearing this, Wen Xueli immediately agreed.

She transferred the money to her partner and instructed him, "You two should split up and try to get as many people as possible. The voting channel will only be open for two hours."

"Why are you giving me star coins? As your partners, what's wrong with us spending a little money to make you happy?"

Her newest partner, looking displeased, turned the coin back.

“That’s different. As your partner, it’s only right that I spend your money, but now I’m spending money on my idol. That’s my way of showing my appreciation!”

Wen Xueli is not short of money. As a B-grade female, she already has five partners, has met the marriage quota, and the Federation pays her a bonus every month.

She also occasionally takes on ordinary comfort work, so she's never short of money.

Not to mention that her partners all gave her a dowry when they married her.

There's also the monthly household allowance and the pocket money I give her.

It's safe to say that as a B-grade female, you're unlikely to be poor in interstellar space unless your expenses are outrageous.

"Okay, go and get it done."

Her partner is very easy to please; a single sentence is all it takes for him to immediately shake off his unhappiness and get back to work with renewed vigor.

Wen Xueli then shared this method in the group.

He added, "Partners from other cities or planets who are willing to contribute but are short of funds can contact me."

With the donated nutrient solution and star coins, I can afford another 3000 million doses.

Suddenly, all the wealthy fans in the group came out.

“I’m in Golan’s city, in the slums of this city, and I’ve taken over the whole area.”

“I’m in the central city of Fire Star, and I’ve also taken over the slums of this city.”

"I am here……"

"I'll take over all the cities on White Tiger Star. Contact me if you have time to help."

……

One after another, more and more people came out to help.

On the map on the quantum computer, Wen Jiaqi marked the names of individuals and the areas they were responsible for.

Then I posted this picture in the fan group.

"Those who have received the nutrient solution, please remember to send the list back for verification."

Everyone should be familiar with our federal laws, right? I don't think anyone would break the law for something so trivial.

Every registered citizen has a microchip implanted at birth.

This chip is usually useless; it is only used when someone commits a crime or goes missing.

With the addition of surveillance systems like Skynet, the risk of committing crimes is extremely high.

Although Wen Jiaqi thought that no one should be so foolish as to risk their entire life for a little bit of nutrient solution.

But there's always a chance someone might be driven mad by poverty or blinded by greed, so she had to be upfront about the unpleasant aspects.

(End of this chapter)

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