Chinese Entertainment King: Starting as a Fat Boy and Becoming a Singing King

Xu Yao leaned against the pillow, looking at Sister Lin with a completely bewildered expression.

"Liu Yifei and me?" He shook his head. "We don't know each other at all."

Sister Lin glanced at him, took out her phone from her bag, flipped through it a few times, and handed it to him.

"Take a look at this."

Xu Yao took the phone.

The screen displayed a Weibo post with a picture of him standing on stage holding up the championship trophy.

The caption reads: "My younger brother is so handsome."

The poster was Liu Yifei, and it was posted last night. It has already been forwarded more than 300,000 times.

Xu Yao stared at the screen for three seconds.

His heart skipped a beat.

Of course he knows Liu Yifei.

However, we only know each other; we're not really familiar with each other.

When we were children, our parents were colleagues at the Wuhan Opera and Dance Theater and would occasionally visit each other during holidays.

However, Xu Yao is several years younger than Liu Yifei, and Liu Yifei went to Beijing to develop her career a long time ago. The two of them have met only a handful of times, so it wouldn't be a lie to say they don't know each other.

But he knew in his heart that Liu Yifei's Weibo post was not directed at him.

It was my cousin Yao Beina who came.

Cousin Yao Beina and Liu Yifei often played together when they were young. Yao Beina is six years older than Liu Yifei and takes care of her like an older sister.

Later, Liu Yifei went to Beijing, and Yao Beina went to Beijing. Although they were both busy, they always kept in touch.

Only Liu Yifei understood Xu Yao's shout on stage, "Sister, don't break your promise."

She recognized the voice as an agreement between Yao Beina and Xu Yao.

So she posted that Weibo post, acknowledging this younger brother from afar.

This is Xu Yao's conjecture.

But Xu Yao didn't want to explain.

My cousin's illness, her involvement with the Spring Festival Gala, and her private relationship with Liu Yifei—these things cannot be exposed in the media.

"I really don't know her." Xu Yao handed the phone back to Sister Lin, his tone calm. "My parents were colleagues when I was little. I've met her a few times, but we're not close. She probably posted this on Weibo just to be polite, so I don't know what to say."

Sister Lin stared at him for a few seconds, her eyes scrutinizing him, but Xu Yao's expression showed no flaws.

"Alright." Sister Lin put her phone away. "If you don't know me, you don't know me. Focus on getting better. You have a tour coming up, so you need to gain weight. The doctor said you're too thin right now and your stamina won't keep up."

"Understood, Sister Lin."

Sister Lin stood up, glanced at her watch, and turned to the door: "Alright, everyone go out and let Xu Yao rest."

Zhou Shen stood up and placed the peeled orange on the bedside table. He glanced at Xu Yao, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something.

"Brother Yao, I'm taking leave to stay and take care of you."

"I'm fine," Xu Yao interrupted him. "There's really no need for everyone to waste their time taking care of me. You guys should hurry up and prepare for the tour. I appreciate your help."

Zhou Shen stood still, not moving, feeling somewhat uneasy.

Even now, the memory of Xu Yao fainting still makes his heart race.

Sister Lin walked to the door, then turned back and said, "Zhou Shen, I'm leaving."

Zhou Shen reluctantly walked towards the door.

After taking two steps, he turned back.

"Brother Yao..."

"You'd better hurry up and leave. I just have low blood sugar, it's not like I have a broken leg." Xu Yao leaned against the pillow and waved his hand.

"Then you must take good care of yourself..."

Zhou sighed deeply, pushed open the door, and followed Sister Lin out.

Xu Jianqiu and Chen Yongxin said goodbye and left, their footsteps fading into the distance in the corridor.

"Xu Yao, well done... Take good care of yourself, I'm leaving now." Yang Kun also said goodbye.

"Don't worry, Teacher Yang Kun, I'll be back to my old self in a few days," Xu Yao replied with a smile.

Not really.

[Idol Value: 15000 points]

This is the reward the system gave me after winning the "Best Voice" championship. These idol points are more than enough to compensate for my physical limitations, aren't they?

[Main Quest Update: Breaking the Contract with the Powerful Voice of Dreams]

Upon seeing this task, Xu Yao was stunned, thinking to himself: I just won The Voice of China and signed a contract, and now you want me to terminate the contract?

The ward fell silent.

All that remained were the beeping of the monitor and the occasional car horn outside the window.

Xu Yao leaned against the pillow and let out a long sigh.

He picked up his phone and went to Weibo.

His name is still trending on social media, with several related hashtags including #XuYaoWinsChampionship#, #XuYaoAndLiuYifeiSiblings#, and #XuYaoLose100Pounds#.

Fortunately, the fainting occurred after the live broadcast ended, and the production team and agency obviously did not release the news.

The Weibo post about "Xu Yao fainting" was just a blurry video taken by an audience member at the scene. The production team has already dealt with it urgently, and it hasn't caused any big stir.

Xu Yao breathed a sigh of relief.

He browsed the comments section.

Most netizens are discussing his championship and weight loss, while some have also mentioned Liu Yifei's Weibo post.

What is the relationship between Xu Yao and Liu Yifei? Why does Liu Yifei call him "little brother"?

"I don't know, but Liu Yifei's Weibo post was so timely, it feels like the two of them have known each other for a long time."

Xu Yao closed his Weibo account without replying to any comments, and couldn't help but laugh at himself: "This works too? What a coincidence!"

He flipped through his contacts and found his cousin Yao Beina's number.

My finger paused on the screen for a moment, then dialed.

The phone rang twice and was answered.

"Sister, I heard from Aunt that you've agreed to treatment."

"You brat."

Yao Beina's voice came through the receiver, with a tone that said, "I'm really impressed by you."

"You're my nemesis. I've persisted for so many years, only to fall for you. I'm truly speechless."

Xu Yao smiled, a very happy smile.

"It's all arranged by fate," he said, leaning back on the pillow, his tone relaxed. "Sis, how are you now?"

"What else can I do?" Yao Beina sighed. "I'm being forced into the operating room by someone. Let me tell you, I can't go on the Spring Festival Gala, so you go in my place. Otherwise, after my surgery, I'll smash you to pieces."

Xu Yao's laughter grew louder, his mouth stretching all the way to his ears.

"Yes, ma'am."

Hearing this made him even happier than if he had won the championship.

It wasn't that she "won the bet," it was that "my sister finally agreed to treatment."

"Oh, right," Yao Beina's voice became more casual, "Qianqian asked me for your WeChat. I'll give it to her. You're probably about to debut, so it'll be easier for Qianqian to look after you in the industry."

Xu Yao raised an eyebrow: "Sure, that would be a great honor for me."

"Fine, I'm hanging up now. I need to get some tests done; just seeing you makes me angry. I'll deal with you when we meet again."

"Then I'll be waiting for you."

The phone hangs up.

"Hehehe..."

Xu Yao placed his phone on the bedside table, a smile still lingering on his lips, impossible to suppress.

He stared at the ceiling, thinking about the Spring Festival Gala.

I'm going to stand in for my cousin on the Spring Festival Gala.

It's not really a matter of replacing the previous winners of The Voice of China to appear on the Spring Festival Gala; it's not a difficult task.

There's a show called "Road to the Spring Festival Gala," where the champions of "The Voice of China" and "Super Boy" compete to determine who gets selected for the Spring Festival Gala.

[Side Quest Update: Appear on the Spring Festival Gala]

[Mission Reward: 20000 Idol Points]

Xu Yao couldn't help but complain: This system is certainly keeping up with the times.

The sunlight streamed in through the window and fell on the hospital bed, making it feel warm and cozy.

My phone vibrated.

Xu Yao picked it up and saw that it was a WeChat friend request.

The application notes read: "I'm your sister Xixi."