"I don't know. This is going to be difficult." Her agent frowned deeply.

The company chose to put Chu Lina on stage without expecting her to win the title of "King of Singers".

They just wanted to use the popularity of "Masked Singer" to further boost Chu Lina's fame, and hopefully land her an endorsement deal with a certain brand of jeweler.

But now it seems that Chu Lina's previous songs were not as good as the sexy Xiao Qiang on stage.

"They've managed to make a pornographic song sound sacred!" Chu Lina muttered under her breath.

Even the plums in the room next to Chulina's were ripe and couldn't stay calm.

"I changed my style, and she changed hers too? Sigh..." Li Zishu sat back on the sofa, looking somewhat troubled.

The agent next to him shook his head and comforted him, "Your styles are completely different, it all depends on how the host evaluates it."

"Her song is very special, and she sings it very well. Also... I was prepared to lose against her anyway." The plums were ripe but the season was over.

I simply closed my eyes and sprawled on the sofa, completely abandoning any stance or prejudice to savor the song "Itch".

The creator was perceptive; he sensed another meaning in the song—a contradictory feeling of indulgence and escapism.

As Xu Yanyu sang, she felt more and more into it, and with the help of the voice optimization pills, her voice could even be described as heavenly.

When she sings with all her heart, the allure is even deeper.

The stage lights turned a pale gold, and the golden light shone on her mask, reflecting a pure glow.

Xu Yanyu's demeanor was poised and graceful; at this moment, her emotions were pure, conveying a sense of innocence and purity.

At first, the audience covered their faces, but later, they were so moved by the singing that they couldn't help but close their eyes to watch.

Everyone's feelings are different; some people think of midnight passion.

Some people, on the contrary, think of the pure water dripping from the tip of a green leaf in the morning light.

Just as if you have Buddha in your heart, you will see Buddha everywhere; if you have demon in your heart, you will see demon everywhere.

On the platform, Kong Liang closed his eyes and tapped his feet to the beat, his head nodding involuntarily.

On the other side, Fu Zishan also exclaimed, "I was being vulgar; I was thinking the wrong thing just now. Sexy Xiaoqiang is amazing; his song makes people have all sorts of wild thoughts."

"Compared to Sexy Xiaoqiang, the first contestant, Enchanting Fox, who came on stage first, is really far inferior," Lan Shuifang whispered. "She can't compare to Sexy Xiaoqiang in terms of sweetness, nor in terms of allure."

Even though the alluring fox's design looks more glamorous and exquisite, compared to the sexy cockroach, it only highlights a sense of vulgarity.

Even Zhang Yinghao, who was standing next to him, chimed in, "If Sexy Little Strong is the first one to go up, then Enchanting Fox will probably have a hard time getting so many points."

After all, comparing prices leads to discarding.

"I wonder who this sexy Xiaoqiang is? Her style changes so much, it's even harder to identify her," Lan Shuifang sighed.

"Bang!" A sudden noise from beside him interrupted Kong Liang's thoughts.

He frowned uncomfortably and opened his eyes to look in the direction from which the sound came.

Wei Li hurriedly picked up his phone from the ground.

Zhang Yinghao, sitting next to him, glanced at his phone screen and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you still watching a live stream?"

Although he couldn't see clearly whose live stream Wei Li was watching, Zhang Yinghao was certain that Wei Li's phone was in Douyin's live stream.

Wei Li quickly placed the phone screen-side down on the table and casually made up an excuse: "I wasn't watching the live stream. I accidentally touched it when the phone fell to the ground."

Wei Li's words were not untrue; he was indeed not watching the live stream. He had turned on the live stream before he even went on stage.

So he wasn't watching the live stream; he was just paying attention to it.

However, once Sexy Xiaoqiang went on stage, his attention was completely drawn to the stage.

Sexy Xiaoqiang truly deserves to be his new muse.

The lyrics really got him itching to sing.

This is a song that belongs to him, and it perfectly matches Wei Li as a person.

This song expresses his untamed soul, his unrestrained emotions, and his trembling body...

He seemed to see the passion he had for each muse, and also the emotional cooling that came with the lethargy of his own soul.

The song dissected his inner thoughts and frightened him.

So he was so scared that he dropped his phone.

He was disappointed when his phone fell, as the wonderful atmosphere was gone.

But it didn't matter, the song was almost over.

Zhang Yinghao, unaware of Wei Li's inner turmoil, simply assumed it was an accident and comforted him, "It's alright. I've been in a daze all day seeing you."

After finishing his sentence, he smiled wryly and said, "Cheer up, the mentors are about to give their evaluations. Whether we can expose Sexy Xiaoqiang's identity this time depends on you guys. I really have no clue what to do right now."

"Ah...unmasking!" Wei Li's face turned somewhat panicked. He quickly grabbed his phone and secretly glanced at the screen.

Ah! Xu Yanyu really didn't do a live stream.

He looked at the stage with a mixture of panic and trepidation.

The accompaniment ended, and Xu Yanyu walked to the front of the stage and stood up straight.

She stared intently at the podium.

She was very satisfied with her performance today.

Most importantly, she held her own on stage this time and wasn't as assertive as before.

So her back no longer ached, her legs no longer hurt, and her high heels were firmly welded to her feet.

She can hold her own even when singing such a seductive song; she deserves at least a dozen compliments.

only……

Why is everyone so quiet even though the song has been over for twenty seconds?

What about the applause and cheers from the audience?

Xu Yanyu's gaze shifted downwards, and she met the eyes of an audience member in the front row who was secretly holding up a light sign that read "Sexy Little Cockroach".

Then the audience member shyly threw the sign on her lap and buried her head in the arms of her friend next to her.

He crawled inside, then couldn't resist peeking out to meet Xu Yanyu's gaze, only to hide again in fright.

There's so much drama going on!

Xu Yanyu's lips twitched involuntarily.

Then turn to the audience around that audience member.

Then she noticed that any audience member who made eye contact with her had a somewhat furtive look in their eyes.

She looked away, but their gazes returned to her.

Their eyes held expressions of worship, shock, or joy...

They're all quite different anyway.

Clearly, the applause was silenced.

But... why are the mentors also remaining silent?

The instructor should speak now.

In the control room, Director Zhou raised his headset to chat privately with his mentor.

"Hey, Professor Kong, can you hear me? It's my turn to speak."

Kong Liang pursed his lips and looked at Zhang Yinghao beside him.

Alright, Director Zhou, who is monitoring the situation, won't make things difficult for anyone.

"Hey, Professor Zhang, why don't you go first?"

Zhang Yinghao suddenly didn't know how to comment.

The song is good, but it's hard to say whether he'll give his opinion in public.

"Hey, where's Instructor Wei? Instructor Wei, where's your soul?"

Director Zhou skillfully switched microphones and changed the driver.

Wei Li jumped up in surprise, "Ah? Good, good!"