After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returns as a Goddess
Chapter 482: Debut night! Final lineup (4)
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“Xie Yu has brought us another surprise,” Lu Ningsheng said, clapping. “He’s really too handsome. If I were ten years younger, I’d definitely chase after you.”
Good-natured laughter rippled through the audience.
“Today’s choreography was very difficult,” Lu Ningsheng continued, “but you pulled it off perfectly. Your strength is truly impressive. Still, I want to ask you something—have you ever thought about what you’d do if you didn’t debut?”
“Yes,” Xie Yu replied with what seemed like regret. “If I don’t debut, I’ll just go home and inherit the family business.”
[???]
[Say that again?]
[Holy crap—Brother Xie isn’t actually from a wealthy family, is he? What kind of move is this—going home to inherit the family business?!”]
Xie Yanqiu silently mouthed something toward the stage.
Xie Yu understood at once.
Five words.
Don’t even think about it.
Xie Yu looked away, his expression relaxed. “Thank you, everyone.”
He walked off the stage.
At the same time, Xie Yu's votes were skyrocketing, quickly smashing past the one-billion mark.
Backstage, Xu Jingshan had been watching the fluctuating vote count the entire time. At this moment, he felt extremely relieved that he hadn’t tampered with Xie Yu’s ranking.
With such overwhelming strength and an absolute gap in votes, meddling would have been suicidal.
Someone this talented was truly worth promoting.
With the six-member group led by Xie Yu setting the bar so high, the next three groups’ performances could only be described as passable at best—completely unable to bring the atmosphere back to its previous peak.
Lu Yan forced himself through the performance. He even cracked a few notes while singing.
Once it was over, he didn’t dare look at the fans below.
[Can Lu Yan just get off the stage already? I used to think he had some skill, but he’s actually just a pre-selected favorite backed by investors. Please don’t ruin the boy group.]
[I really hope he won’t debut today… but sigh, that’s probably impossible.]
All the performances finally came to an end.
“Alright, we have one minute left before the voting channel closes,” Lu Ningsheng stepped forward. “Everyone, please hurry and like the boys you support. As long as you try hard enough, a last-second comeback is still possible.”
The fans in the audience began voting frantically, racing against the clock.
Feng San also started scrambling.
[Have you voted yet? Tell the others to vote too!]
[Food Delivery Guy]: What are you doing? Are you trying to get beaten to death by the elders? Instead of training properly, you’re here watching an idol survival show?
Feng San slowly typed a reply.
[Brother Jiu is voting too.]
The group chat fell silent for a moment.
[Food Delivery Guy]: Voted.
Feng San snorted.
Figures.
“Alright, time’s up. The voting channel is now closed,” Lu Ningsheng turned around. “During these ten minutes, let’s take a look back at the hardships and laughter the trainees experienced along the way.”
The big screen began playing behind-the-scenes clips of each trainee practicing in private.
But the fans clearly had no interest in watching.
[Hurry up, it’s almost ten!]
[Xie Yu first! Xu Xiyun second! Let’s go!]
Backstage, Xu Jingshan and the other executives stared intently at the constantly changing numbers, all amazed by the fans’ voting power.
The popularity of had already far exceeded Xu Jingshan’s expectations.
He glanced at the real-time viewer count—82 million.
The number was terrifying.
Xie Yu’s vote count had reached an almost unimaginable level.
A true, unquestionable landslide.
“Alright.” Xu Jingshan let out a breath. “Don’t release this voting data. Do it according to what we decided at the beginning.”
The technical staff nodded and began operating the system.
At that moment, the minute hand ticked forward.
21:59!
[It’s coming, it’s coming!]
The fans at the venue all held their breath.
Even Xie Yanqiu stared at the big screen without daring to blink.
“The voting has been incredibly intense—almost changing every single second,” Lu Ningsheng said, clearly nervous as well. “Now let’s count down ten seconds together. Ten, nine… three, two, one! Please look at the big screen!”
The second hand clicked.
The numbers on the clock finally changed to 22:00.
The screen stopped cycling through the trainees’ photos and displayed names followed by rows of numbers.
This was the final ranking.
No. 1 Xie Yu 7,837,219,341
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