Prince Charming with Super Brain - C120

After the four judges finished scoring, Wang Xin received a total of 367 points. This was a very high score.

It was true that Li Qiao scored high, but also partly because HE Mannxue wrongly estimated Li Qiao’s intentions, and also gave him a high score.

Of course, facing such a situation, HE Mannxue did not say much and could only clap to show his encouragement to the participants.

Next were the scores of the 20 public judges and 500 spectators. Due to Wang Xin’s outstanding performance and the previous events, everyone’s scores were subconsciously higher.

In the end, everyone finished scoring. Wang Xin had actually gotten a high score of 1974, which was only second to Lin Xiyue in his previous match.

“Next up, let’s begin the off-stage voting segment.” Zhou Binn said to the big screen, there was a big ‘0’ character blinking on it.

“Within three minutes, everyone in the audience can vote for Wang Xin, increase the number of fans and convert it into their points. The poll will close after three minutes.”

Following his introduction, a concrete voting method appeared on the big screen. The number of fans was 1: 1, while every 100 fans could increase the number of players’ points by 1 point.

In other words, he had to spend a hundred dollars to increase the number of players he supported.

“Now, the three minute countdown begins.” Zhou Binn announced loudly. Before he finished, the numbers on the big screen behind him had already started rolling up.

This was an era where entertainment was paramount, and it was also an era where the economy of fans was great. Nowadays, young people were willing to spend money for their idols.

Spending a few dollars to vote was nothing to them. They could just treat it as eating less chicken legs and smoking less cigarettes. If they could win the final victory for the people they supported, then the fans would be happy from the bottom of their hearts.

In just three minutes, the number on the big screen had risen from zero to four digits. This meant that Wang Xin had already scored over a thousand points. On the other hand, voting had earned the organizers hundreds of thousands of points.

The three minutes was almost up and the rise in numbers was slowing down. Just when everyone thought that Wang Xin’s final score was about to reach its maximum, the number at the front jumped up and actually rose by 10,000 points.

Everyone was dumbfounded by what they saw, then they burst out in cheers. 1,000 points required 100,000 fans’ points, that was 100,000 yuan, what tycoon gave so much in one go?

Only Duan Lingfei noticed the faint smile on Li Qiao’s lips and instantly understood what was going on.

As long as he could win the final prize, the profit he would bring would be far more than a hundred thousand times. Li Qiao was well aware of the tricks behind this, so the person who voted for him was undoubtedly him.

A few seconds later, the three minute countdown ended. The numbers on the screen finally stopped at 2488 points, which was a total of 4462 points compared to Wang Xin’s previous match.

Amidst the applause from the audience, Wang Xin bowed towards the crowd and left the stage with a victorious smile.

The competition continued, and the 15th ranked participant should be next, Duan Lingfei was bored, suddenly he heard his phone beep, opened it, and saw a message from Lin Xiyue.

The contents of the short letter were completely blank. There was only a tearful expression on his face.

Duan Lingfei frowned, for Lin Xiyue to send such a message to him at this time, he must have met with some trouble.

Thinking about that, he stood up from his seat and walked towards the backstage. Liu Yanxia could sense his reaction, and without showing any expression, he stood up and followed behind.

During the performance, the backstage was not open to non-performance personnel. Just as Duan Lingfei walked to the backstage entrance, he was stopped by two burly security guards: “What do you two want to do?”

“I’m going to find a friend.”

“Sorry, the backstage is not open to the public during the performance.”

“Is that so?” Duan Lingfei laughed, and without forcing anything, he turned to look at Liu Yanxia.

Two minutes later, a young man ran out from backstage, panting. When he saw the two of them, his eyes lit up: “You two, I’m the assistant director of the program, Guo Qiang. Call me Little Guo, please follow me.”

As he said that, he greeted the two security guards and courteously welcomed Duan Lingfei and Liu Yanxia inside.

For a large-scale program like “Who is the Musician”, besides the executive director, there were also quite a few assistant directors. Different assistant directors were responsible for different things, and each had different levels of authority.

Although Guo Qiang was also an assistant director, he could only be in charge of the backstage actors’ coordination and the film crew’s miscellaneous work. He had no actual authority, but it was not a problem to bring two people into the backstage.

Duan Lingfei had made a name for himself in the previous round, so Guo Qiang knew him. As for Liu Yanxia, he did not know him, so seeing him following behind Duan Lingfei, he thought that he was Duan Lingfei’s friend.

He had just received a call from the producer asking him to take care of these two people. The boss’s tone was very serious, so he didn’t dare to be negligent and asked with a smile, “Gentlemen, what do you need me to do?”

“I would like to know where Lin Xiyue’s dressing room is?”

“This …” Guo Qiang hesitated slightly, this kind of thing would normally be inconvenient to divulge, but since Duan Lingfei and Lin Xiyue had a good relationship, not only was it the original author of < Endless Years >, the two of them had even fought on the same stage in the previous match, so there shouldn’t be any big problems.

“Lin Xiyue is in room 11, I’ll bring you guys there.”

Under Guo Qiang’s lead, Duan Lingfei and Liu Yanxia arrived at Room 11’s door. The door was open, and other than Lin Xiyue, there were a few other staff members inside. There was another fat man in a black suit sitting on a chair, looking somewhat arrogant.

Duan Lingfei also knew this fatty, his name was Xie Jing Kuan. He was a slightly famous musician, and it was said that he was very good at creating lyrics and composing music, and was good at playing violins and singing.

Since he was here, it was obvious that he should be a performance arranged for Lin Xiyue by the program team.

The staff inside earnestly advised, “Teacher Xie, you’ve already rehearsed for half a month. If you say that you’re not going to act now, we can’t find a replacement!”

“It’s not that I don’t want to act, it’s that I’m not feeling well and I’m unable to go onstage.” Xie Jingbai said coldly. However, from the looks of his expression, he didn’t seem to be sick at all.

The staff member was still trying his best to persuade him. “Teacher Xie, can you hold on for a bit?”

“No.” Xie Jingbai directly said this and closed his eyes as he sat on the chair to recuperate.

Seeing this scene, Duan Lingfei had a rough idea of what was happening.