The overly proactive 95-generation actresses in the Chinese entertainment industry

Chapter 103 Fans Surpass 10 Million

"Junior Lin Yu, right?" Huang Xiaoming smiled and extended his hand.

I saw you in the hallway just now, but I didn't have a chance to say hello.

"Hello, Senior Huang, I was just afraid of bothering you," Lin Yu quickly said, grasping his hand.

"Don't call me Senior Huang anymore, just call me Brother Xiaoming," Huang Xiaoming said politely.

"I listened to your rendition of 'Farewell to the Nine Gates,' it was good, very evocative. How long have you been learning to sing?"

"I've loved singing since I was little, but I've never had any formal training," Lin Yu said honestly.

"Then you're a natural talent." Huang Xiaoming nodded. "When I was your age, I was still singing off-key."

Lin Yu smiled but didn't reply.

Huang Xiaoming chatted with him for a few more minutes, asking him what movies he was currently filming and which company he had signed with.

Lin Yu answered each question in turn, his attitude humble but not servile, his speech appropriate but not pretentious.

Looking at him, Huang Xiaoming nodded inwardly.

This young man is no ordinary person.

He's not the kind of person who gets promoted through connections; he's genuinely capable.

"Okay, I won't disturb your rest anymore." Huang Xiaoming stood up, patted Lin Yu on the shoulder, and said, "Sing well tonight, I believe in you."

"Thank you, Brother Xiaoming."

After Huang Xiaoming left, Lin Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Huang Xiaoming's acting skills are inconsistent and his judgment is sometimes good and sometimes bad, he is a good person and he is very supportive of younger generations.

Adding him on WeChat was a pleasant surprise for Lin Yu.

Lin Yu then returned to his lounge, where he browsed his phone, listened to music, and closed his eyes to rest.

During this time, he received messages from several other people.

Li Chengyuan: "Xiaoyu, do your best tonight. Guangming is your most loyal backer."

Meng Ziyi: "Lin Yu, good luck! I'm watching you on TV!"

Bai Lu: "Little Lin, good luck at the New Year's Eve gala! If you sing well, I'll give you a reward~"

Lin Yu's lips twitched as he looked at Bai Lu's message.

award?

What reward?

He didn't dare to think too much and quickly replied, "Thank you, Sister Bai."

Li Yitong also sent a message: "Lin Yu, good luck tonight. Don't forget our promise."

Tian Xiwei: "Go Lin Yu!!! I'll be watching the live stream on time!!! (voice cracks)"

Zhang Ruonan: "Lin Yu, keep going! I'm cheering you on from Hangzhou."

Lin Yu replied to each one, feeling a warm glow in his heart.

Although he was alone in Shenzhen.

Although he's not a big star yet, having these people supporting him makes him feel less alone.

Time passed by, and finally it was 10:30 p.m.

Lin Yu stood to the side of the stage, holding a microphone, and took a deep breath.

The previous performer had just finished their performance, and the cheers from the audience were still echoing.

The director called into the earpiece: "Teacher Lin Yu, get ready, you'll be on stage in thirty seconds."

Lin Yu closed his eyes and silently told himself: Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, there will be many more situations like this in the future.

"Ten-second countdown. Ten, nine, eight—"

Lin Yu opened his eyes and stepped onto the stage.

The lights shone on him, and a spotlight fell from above, enveloping him in a soft, warm light.

The audience below the stage numbered in the tens of thousands, a sea of ​​black, with glow sticks and support signs forming a ocean of light.

Lin Yu saw a few fan light boards with "Lin Yu" written on them. Although there weren't many, they twinkled like stars in that sea of ​​light.

A warm feeling suddenly welled up in his heart.

Someone came to visit him.

Some people came for him.

Lin Yu raised the microphone and began to sing.

"A single song can sway the towering building, a single glance can foretell a lifetime of plans—"

His voice came from the speakers and resounded throughout the entire stadium.

Deep, clear, and with a unique ancient charm.

There was a moment of silence in the audience, followed by applause and cheers.

The fans holding "Lin Yu" light boards waved their support signs frantically.

He was shouting something, but he was too far away for Lin Yu to hear clearly.

But he could see the smiles on their faces.

That kind of smile that comes from liking someone, supporting someone, and being proud of them.

Lin Yu's eyes felt a little hot.

But he didn't stop and continued singing.

"All I could see was that bizarre and turbulent situation—"

He walked to the front of the extended platform, stood there, and looked at the audience below.

Tens of thousands of eyes were watching him, and tens of thousands of hands were applauding him.

He had never experienced this feeling in his previous life.

"Once you enter this gate, you will never look back; there's no need to proclaim it aloud."

His voice grew louder and more powerful, like a sword piercing the night sky.

"I bow again before the altar, amidst the desolation of the torrential rain, to reunite..."

'

As the last note faded, the entire stadium fell silent for two seconds.

Then, applause and cheers came like a tidal wave.

Lin Yu stood on the stage and bowed deeply.

"Thank you, thank you everyone."

He turned and walked off the stage, his eyes already red.

Backstage, his assistant handed him a bottle of water, smiling as he spoke.

"Teacher Lin Yu, you sang so well! The director just praised you over the earpiece!"

Lin Yu took a sip of water, smiled, and said nothing.

He leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and felt his heart beating.

Bang bang bang bang bang.

It wasn't nervousness, it was excitement.

He sang the entire song in front of tens of thousands of people.

After the New Year's Eve party ended, Lin Yu returned to his hotel, lay on his bed, and took out his phone.

Weibo is exploding.

His followers increased from seven million to eight million, and the comment section was full of new fans reporting on it.

"I just came from the New Year's Eve party! Who is Lin Yu? He sings so well!"

"Holy crap, that voice! I'm a fan!"

"Can someone tell me what other actors this guy has been in? I need to go watch them!"

He was in "Grade One Graduation Season"! His acting is superb! And his singing is amazing too!

"The drama 'Phoenix Prisoner' will air on January 2nd. He plays Gu Huan. Remember to watch!"

Lin Yu couldn't help but smile as he read the comments.

He then browsed the trending topics list.

#Lin Yu's "Farewell to the Nine Gates" at the Mango New Year's Eve Gala# ranked tenth on the entertainment section's trending topics list.

With so many celebrities and big names competing against him, it's already a pleasant surprise that he managed to squeeze into the top ten.

Lin Yu took a screenshot and posted it on Weibo.

"Thank you to Hunan TV for the invitation, and thank you to every viewer both in person and watching on screen. With you all, I am not alone on New Year's Eve."

The accompanying picture is of him standing on the stage.

The spotlight shone on him, and he held the microphone. His profile was sharply defined, and he was bathed in warm light, as if he had stepped out of a painting.

The post garnered over 20,000 comments in less than ten minutes.

"Brother Lin Yu is not alone! We will always be with you!"

"Seeing Brother Lin Yu sing on New Year's Eve is the best gift I could receive this year!"

"Hey upstairs, there's still one day left in the year."

"Then let's get an advance!"

Lin Yu looked at the comments section, smiled, and shook his head.

These fans are as irreverent as ever.

But he likes it.

The next morning, Lin Yu was woken up by his phone vibrating.

He picked up his phone in a daze and glanced at Weibo.

Ten million.

His number of fans has exceeded ten million.