I was persecuted and turned into a teenage idol

Chapter 42. The Final

However... the final is about to begin.

He rubbed the bump on the back of his head.

Thanks to Ye Xing's physical hypnosis last night, I was able to get a good night's sleep, so I didn't have to go on stage with dark circles under my eyes today.

Just ...

"Hiss..." Upon touching the packet, Su Jian's face contorted in a grimace. "Damn it, that guy really went all out...!"

"Su Jian, it's your turn!"

"okay!"

The makeup artist's voice made Su Jian's expression change immediately, and she hurriedly ran over.

……

"Today's final will be broadcast live, using a combination of mentor voting, live audience voting, and online voting. Who do you think is the most deserving contestant to debut?"

"Who will be that one and only boy? I'm sure everyone wants to know, right?"

"But before that, please welcome our celebrity mentors to the stage!"

Under the glittering neon lights, the recording of the program has already begun.

The fans who were arguing were gradually calmed down by the security guards, and peace was restored.

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The celebrity mentors took the stage one after another amidst cheers.

At this very moment, the number of people sitting in front of the TV, mobile phone, and internet is incalculable.

……

"master."

The white-haired butler in a suit carefully put down the glass of red wine in his hand.

He had one arm around a blonde bikini-clad woman, and the other held a glass of red wine.

Shaking the cup in his hand, Lin Jinglong watched the live broadcast of "Who's the Boy?" with great interest.

"Sir, our Seven Seven Pictures' performance has increased dramatically because of the launch of this show. We've now surpassed Tencent Pictures. This is truly a joyous occasion!"

"This is just the beginning." Lin Jinglong stared at the television with a cold smile. "But today... let's not discuss these things for now."

……

"Jianjian!"

After school, I would go straight home and drop my schoolbag.

Huang Hongyi, a high school freshman, locked himself in his room, frantically turned on his phone, and pulled out a tissue.

"Phew! It hasn't officially started yet, there should still be time!"

He grinned, staring intently at the small phone screen in the room plastered with posters of Su Jian.

While eating, he wiped his mouth.

……

"Even though we can't get tickets to the event, we're determined to make sure Su Jian comes in first place!"

"That's right!"

In the dark basement, a dozen bespectacled nerds clenched their fists and kept making vows.

They stared nervously at the screen, gritting their teeth as they refreshed the mobile website repeatedly, preparing to vote for Su Jian.

……

"The head nurse wants to see you."

"it is good."

The short sound echoed crisply in the empty hospital corridor.

The scene repeatedly focuses on a secluded, luxurious hospital room.

At this moment, Su Wei was lying quietly on the bed when the TV in front of him was suddenly turned on, quietly playing today's program, "Who is the Boy?".

Snapped!

Beside him, a dark figure gently placed the remote control down before slowly turning and leaving.

……

"call……!"

The process for the final has been explained; the prelude is over.

The noisy stage fell completely silent, leaving only the host Li Caiqing's voice echoing in the studio, making the already tense crowd feel breathless and unable to breathe.

"Su Jian, I'm a little nervous again..."

"It's okay..." Su Jian comforted Xu Momo, but she herself felt very uncomfortable. "Relax... relax a little."

For some reason, thinking of this, she suddenly and instinctively looked towards the audience, as if searching for some figure.

Perhaps it's because I'm currently standing backstage, and my perspective is limited.

Su Jian looked around blankly for a while and found that she was not looking for the figure she was looking for.

But... what am I looking for?

She didn't really understand it herself, but she would subconsciously glance at it.

"Now, please welcome our first contestant, Ran Yulu!"

"Rain and dew! Aaaaaaaah!!!"

Ran Yulu was the runner-up in the semifinals, a top star in terms of both popularity and strength.

Suddenly, roars erupted from below the stage. Ran Yulu, looking confident and dressed in Hanfu, calmly walked up to the stage, once again eliciting a tsunami of cheers.

The final was held in a huge stadium that could hold 60,000 people, a completely different scale from all the previous filming studios.

Faced with the sea of ​​people and an unprecedented sense of oppression, a sudden cacophony of noise surged into my mind, buzzing loudly.

"hiss……"

The dizziness and weakness swept over me again, just like every time before.

Su Jian quickly leaned against the wall for support, and pinched her forehead with her other hand, unable to speak.

"Su Jian, what's wrong?" Xu Momo asked worriedly as she quickly helped her up.

The others glanced at it briefly, too lazy to pay any more attention.

“I…” Shaking her head, feeling the pain and dizziness disappear in an instant, Su Jian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, “I’m fine… don’t worry.”

"But you..."

"Don't worry, Momo, I'm not a child anymore." Su Jian smiled faintly. "I'm not that fragile!"

"You... alright!"

Xu Momo could only sigh, then seemed to realize something.

"By the way, aren't you next?"

"Um... I need to go change my clothes."

"Change clothes?" Xu Momo tilted her head and blinked in confusion. "Weren't you... supposed to wear this outfit today?"

……

"What a wonderful performance! Ran Yulu is like a beauty who stepped out of an ancient painting!"

"That's right—!" Ran Yulu's fans roared wildly, foaming at the mouth.

The fans of the other contestants remained silent, rolling their eyes and looking at them with cold snorts and disdain.

"Next up... is 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms' performed by contestant Su Jian."

"Su Jian! Su Jian!" He was sitting there, rolling his eyes, expressionless.

The next second, upon hearing Su Jian's name, the fans instantly stood up and roared wildly, their three-layered flesh swaying like waves.

"Go, Su girl! Go, Su girl! Go, Su girl!"

Amidst the enthusiastic cheers of the fans, the lights finally fell on the curtain, drawing everyone's attention.

"Su Jian?" Xu Momo, sitting below the stage, also opened her eyes wide with curiosity, wanting to see what clothes Su Jian would wear.

A brief silence fell over the entire room, then the curtain suddenly snapped open.

Under the warm spotlight, Su Jian, dressed in a cheongsam and red high heels, carefully appeared before countless eyes, holding a guitar.

The tight-fitting blue and white porcelain cheongsam clung to her figure, highlighting her perfect curves and making her look absolutely stunning.

Beneath her hair, adorned with lace and sequins, lay a delicate face that now appeared somewhat timid and shy.

Unlike her shy expression, her bright red lips added a touch of maturity to Su Jian, making her look like a blooming flower.

The breathtakingly beautiful scene immediately stunned everyone, and the fans fell silent, almost drooling.

Even fans of other contestants couldn't help but take a few more glances and subconsciously licked their lips.

The lights were dim, yet for a moment they were dazzling because of the people under them.

Amidst a sea of ​​shocked gazes, Su Jian finally began to gently strum her guitar.

Chapter 43. Final 2

Boom!

The adapted guitar tabs came flooding in like a tidal wave, accompanied by drumbeats that seemed to strike right at the heart, instantly igniting the emotions of many.