Chapter Fifty: The Annual Competition – She laid her cards on the table and took off her mask!

The final score was clearly displayed on the screen in front of He Chengfeng:

Qinglan: 9.8 points.

SuSu: 9.9 points!

Qinglan on the stage froze on the spot!

In the guest seats, Zhou Mengying turned pale with shock, and even Huo Junyan, who had been calm and composed, was stunned.

Until a wave of applause erupted from the audience.

"SuSu won! Our SuSu really won!"

Amidst enthusiastic cheers, He Chengfeng stood up, his gaze fixed intently on Su Muci. He picked up the microphone, his voice slightly hoarse with excitement:

"For many years, I haven't heard a version of 'May We All Live Long and Prosper' so moving. Ms. Su Su, your singing has soul."

He Chengfeng had never given any radio host such high praise before, which was undoubtedly the heaviest blow to Qinglan!

Some of Qinglan's fans stood up and loudly questioned:

"Judge He, we need an explanation! In what way is Qinglan's singing ability and stage presence inferior to Susu's? Is it just because Susu imitated Bai Nuannuan that you're being biased! How can you face Queen Qinglan?!"

He Chengfeng gave Qinglan a meaningful look, then turned to the audience and said in a calm tone:

"Qinglan's technique is impeccable, but what makes art art is that it can not only please the ear, but also move the heart. Susu has achieved the latter."

"Heart-stirring?"

Fans reacted as if they'd heard the biggest joke, mocking, "She's just imitating an old lady who's long since disappeared from the radio scene? Who's she touching?"

He Chengfeng's face darkened. "Watch your words! Ms. Bai Nuannuan is a legendary figure in the radio industry and should not be disrespected!"

Qinglan was stunned by He Chengfeng's harsh words. She immediately picked up the microphone and pretended to be magnanimous, saying to the fans, "Thank you for your love, my darlings. Su Su's singing skills are indeed very good. I admit defeat wholeheartedly."

"Susu, congratulations on winning."

She turned to Su Muci, speaking with the air of a queen, but her eyes beneath the phoenix mask held a venomous glare as she glared at Su Muci.

The moment she put down the microphone, Qinglan spoke to Su Muchi in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Don't be too happy yet. You only won against me today because of Bai Nuannuan's name. Once your fans see through you and realize you're just a fake, they'll use the name Bai Nuannuan to crush you to pieces one day!"

Su Muci stood quietly in front of her, picked up the microphone, and said calmly, "Thank you for your blessing, Ms. Qinglan, and thank you to all the judges and the audience for your support. But there is something I want to clarify: my imitation of Ms. Bai Nuannuan was not for winning or losing."

"Today I'm wearing the clothes she wore and standing on the stage she performed, just to fulfill her wish!"

One sentence caused a huge uproar.

On the judges' panel, all the judges stood up at the same time.

He Chengfeng's voice trembled: "You...you've met Ms. Bai Nuannuan? Who is she to you?"

Su Muci: "Bai Nuannuan is the closest person to me in my life. Back then, she was the first radio host of the Zhou Group and helped the Zhou Group build its initial empire. However, she retired from the industry at the height of her success, simply because she was misled by a heartless man."

"She died without ever apologizing to her fans, and today I'm speaking on her behalf—"

"sorry!"

Su Muci bowed deeply to the judges and the audience at a 90-degree angle.

Many judges and audience members in the audience had tears in their eyes.

He Chengfeng's eyes reddened, and his voice trembled: "Miss Su Su, are you saying that Ms. Bai Nuannuan has already..."

"Yes." Su Muci straightened up, her tone solemn. "She has passed away."

"Su Nuan, the deceased wife of Chairman Zhou who jumped to her death on the rooftop of the Zhou Group eight years ago, is Bai Nuannuan!"

"The heartless man who made his fortune by exploiting her, tricked her into retiring from the entertainment industry at the height of her fame with sweet words, and finally drove her to suicide after she aged, was none other than Zhou Wangyuan, the chairman of the Zhou Group!"

"What?!"

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

"Wasn't it said that Zhou's deceased wife, who jumped off a building and committed suicide due to mental instability?"

"Zhou Wangyuan made his fortune by relying on women, and then kicked them aside? If this is true, what kind of company is Zhou's? It's nothing but a black-hearted workshop!"

Zhou Mengying had been feeling uneasy for a while, and now she couldn't sit still any longer.

Su Nuan? That old woman who only knows how to work around the stove? How could she possibly be a once-popular radio diva? She had never heard of her before!

"Smack—"

Zhou Mengying slammed her hand on the table and stood up: "Ms. Su, you have to take responsibility for your words!"

"Bai Nuannuan was indeed a radio singer for Zhou's company, but her retirement from the entertainment industry was her personal choice! As for my father's deceased wife, she was a country woman who didn't even have a primary school education and couldn't sing at all!"

"Today you're using her name to smear the Zhou Group and my father. What evidence do you have?"

The atmosphere at the scene instantly became extremely tense due to the intervention and questioning by the operations director of the Zhou Group.

What was originally just a competition has unexpectedly become involved in the cause of death of the former wife of the Zhou Group!

Even Huo Junyan couldn't sit still and wanted to signal Su Muci to stop talking. After all, this was only the preliminary round, and there were still the semi-finals and finals to come. If she got caught up in the rumors now, she might have to stop there.

Just as he was about to speak, his phone vibrated.

Upon seeing the caller ID, his expression hardened, and he immediately answered, lowering his voice: "Uncle... there was a slight accident at the scene, I was just thinking..."

"Let the radio station step in and give her full support."

The instructions coming through the receiver were concise, cold, and left no room for argument.

Huo Junyan thought his uncle had gone completely mad. But under that powerful pressure, he could only reply, "...Okay."

After hanging up the phone, he took a deep breath, stood up, and said loudly, "Su Su is a host at our GX Radio Station. We at GX Radio Station will take full responsibility for everything she said! Ms. Su Su, please continue!"

Su Muci on the stage looked at the supporter who had suddenly appeared below the stage, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes behind the mask.

She felt that the person looked familiar, but couldn't quite place where she had seen him before.

Su Muci obviously couldn't have imagined that the man who supported her in front of her had recently been sprayed with a lot of pepper spray by her while sporting a head of blond hair.

She didn't think much of it, figuring he was probably Huo Zhan's assistant.

When Zhou Mengying saw that GX officials were openly protecting Su Su, she decided to break off all pretense of civility.

"Fine, so you're going to take full responsibility, huh? Today I'll ask your anchor one question: Ms. Su, what exactly is your relationship with Bai Nuannuan? What makes you so certain that Bai Nuannuan is Su Nuan? Show me your evidence! Otherwise, I'll deploy Zhou's legal department right now!"

Every word was sharp, every sentence was incisive, and all the criticism was directed at the slender figure in the center of the stage.

Under the spotlight, Su Muci simply smiled calmly.

That smile carried a hint of sorrow and a touch of resolute determination.

"Miss Zhou, since you want evidence..."

"Then I'll give you the evidence!"

Before she finished speaking, she raised her hand and, amidst countless astonished gazes from the audience, unhesitatingly removed the exquisite mask from her face!