The audience seats.
Su Zhengguo and his wife sat up straight. Their seats were excellent, offering a direct view of the stage.
They had only watched An Ye Tu (Dark Night Rabbit) on television before. Seeing them perform live was an entirely different experience.
Mother Zhang Guizhi couldn't help but tear up again, recalling the earlier insults Su Yu had endured.
This time, Su Zhengguo said nothing. He was also deeply moved. Though outwardly calm, his hands were trembling slightly.
"Auntie, Brother Yu will definitely win the championship!"
Gong Juren took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and offered it to Zhang Guizhi.
"Mmm, I believe in Xiao Yu!" Zhang Guizhi nodded repeatedly.
Just then.
Su Yu on stage glanced in their direction.
Sensing his gaze, Gong Juren immediately stood up, raising the An Ye Tu light stick he held high, cheering excitedly: "Go, An Ye Tu!!!"
Jiang Xiao'e and Zhang Wei next to him were not to be outdone.
They all had light sticks prepared and stood up to cheer for Su Yu.
"Go, An Ye Tu!!"
Unexpectedly, the usually honest and simple Su Zhengguo pulled a light stick from behind his seat and, mimicking Gong Juren and the others, waved it frantically.
Zhang Guizhi also stood up and gave Su Yu a thumbs-up.
Chen Rong glanced at Lin Chaoyang.
The latter's lips twitched: "Immature..."
Chen Rong gave him a glare and ignored him, standing up and cupping her hands around her mouth to shout at Su Yu, "Go, An Ye Tu!!"
Meanwhile, Shen Jinghong, sitting nearby, felt awkward.
He wasn't sure if he should cheer for An Ye Tu.
After all, whether it was An Ye Tu or Ting Yu, both identities were his rivals.
He had once fantasized countless times about standing at the center of the stage, being the center of attention like An Ye Tu.
But now, he could only be a spectator, sitting in the audience.
"Go, An Ye Tu!!"
He wouldn't hold back anymore!
Shen Jinghong felt he couldn't be so petty.
Besides, Su Yu had helped him and his teacher.
He should shout this cheer!
And he absolutely must!
On stage.
Su Yu was taken aback when he saw this scene.
Immediately, a deep sense of emotion welled up in his heart.
Only he knew his own struggles.
These were his family and friends. Su Yu could feel their genuine concern.
Su Yu didn't care about others' feelings, but he cared about his friends and family. Life would be meaningless if he were all alone.
...
Amidst their cheers.
The live audience was also motivated.
"Go, An Ye Tu!"
"Go, An Ye Tu!"
"Go, An Ye Tu!!"
The light sticks bearing the name An Ye Tu were raised high by the audience!
The cheers swept through the entire venue like a tidal wave!
The atmosphere was comparable to the fan support at a major concert!
Similarly, in this atmosphere, the celebrities who came to ride the coattails couldn't sit still. Even if they were just going through the motions, they had to cheer for An Ye Tu to avoid trouble.
The cheering lasted for a full minute and showed no signs of stopping.
The program team couldn't help but smile wryly.
An Ye Tu's popularity was too high!
Just then.
Su Yu on stage lightly raised his right hand, brought it to his mouth, and made a "shushing" gesture.
The cheers from the audience immediately subsided.
"Damn, it feels like a Heavenly King is holding a concert. They really respond to every call!"
"An Ye Tu has the strength, but his personality is too unlikable, too arrogant."
"Showy and flashy. Viktor's votes have already surpassed him by double. If he loses after acting so smug, it'll be embarrassing."
"Viktor's votes are still increasing. Where does he get so many supporters?"
"Viktor's strength is indeed great, and his performance tonight is also impressive. It's not strange that he has so many supporters."
"I suddenly have a bad premonition. Won't An Ye Tu crash and burn?"
Because Viktor's vote growth rate was too outrageous.
Many audience members began to worry.
However.
Su Yu on stage did not pay attention to the voting board.
He leaned closer to the microphone and said calmly, "A song, 'Boundless Oceans, Boundless Skies,' for everyone."
His voice was not particularly intense, and his tone was very plain.
However, it carried an incredibly strong sense of determination.
As he finished speaking.
The stage lights dimmed.
A dim, yellowish light, like a streetlamp illuminating the night.
Specks of snowflakes began to fall, instantly making people feel as if they were on the roadside on a winter night.
Under the streetlamp, the elongated shadows cast a touch of melancholy.
Boundless Oceans, Boundless Skies
Sung by: An Ye Tu
Lyrics: Ting Yu
Music: Ting Yu
The piano began.
The piano melody was crisp, carrying a sense of power.
And a faint loneliness.
The next second.
A slightly husky voice emerged.
"Today, I watch the snow fall in the cold night,
With a heart grown cold, I drift afar.
Chasing through wind and rain, lost in the mist,
Boundless oceans, you and I,
Will we change (Who doesn't change)?"
The moment the Cantonese lyrics appeared.
A flicker of surprise flashed across many faces.
Indeed, no one had expected An Ye Tu to sing in Cantonese during the finals.
However, with the lyrics displayed on the big screen, even those who didn't understand Cantonese could grasp the song's meaning.
Another song about dreams.
In the Chinese music market, where love songs dominated, Ting Yu seemed to constantly go against the market. Most of his songs carried educational value and cultural heritage.
People were only slightly surprised before turning their attention back. The protagonist of the night was An Ye Tu!
An Ye Tu's night of deification!
Although many said he was too arrogant.
Said he was too conceited.
No one could deny his strength.
He was the strongest on the King of Singers stage!
"How many times, facing cold stares and ridicule,
Have I never given up the ideals in my heart.
A moment of trance, a feeling of loss,
Unknowingly, it has faded,
Love in my heart (Who understands me)?"
As these lyrics were sung.
Su Yu's emotions began to build.
He suddenly found himself inexplicably angry.
On the finals stage, his usually unfazed heart held a grievance that he wanted to vent.
He ignored the rumors and gossip, but that didn't mean he hadn't seen them.
He had always let his performance speak for itself, but some things could not be solved by skill alone.
It seemed that no matter how perfect his performance was, there would always be doubts.
The entertainment industry was far from as pure as people perceived.
It was a battlefield for capital.
No matter how high your position, capital could always find excuses to smear and mock you.
The only thing to do was to keep climbing. Perhaps once that peak was reached, once he had a reputation that even capital feared to approach, then he could truly find peace.