Chapter 239: Record-breaking ticket prices, cinematic MV-level live performance.

"Let's look forward to seeing how many online votes Cheng Yu receives!"

On stage, the host, Hua Shao, held the microphone and shouted passionately to the audience.

After a dozen seconds, the numbers on the screen slowly stopped jumping.

The final number of votes was 22.51 million.

A towering orange bar chart of 20 million votes.

This immediately reduced the number of votes for the previous contestant, Fan Jin, from less than 500,000 to almost nothing.

The host, Hua Shao, was stunned when he saw the eight-figure voting result.

He even suspected that the program's technical department might have made a mistake.

Or perhaps a station leader deliberately helped Cheng Yu manipulate votes to boost his popularity.

But upon closer inspection, something didn't seem right. Today's program was notarized by a special notary office.

If the vote count is falsified, the person will ultimately have to donate 20 million yuan, corresponding to the number of votes, to a charitable foundation.

No station leader would dare to take such a risk as helping Cheng Yu cheat.

Wow~~

"No way..."

"This is a 10,000,000...20 million votes!"

"Cheng Yu actually got 20 million online votes! Are his fans really that powerful?"

"Oh no, Wang Yueheng didn't organize any fan campaigning at all..."

"Is this song really that good?"...

Staring at the exaggerated numbers appearing on the screen.

The entire audience erupted in cheers.

They all exclaimed in disbelief.

Fan Jin, the male contestant who had just finished his round, looked helpless upon witnessing such an exaggerated number of votes.

The difference is just too big...

Even Mo Zixue and Li Yueqi, who were sitting at the scene, were affected.

Suddenly, I also felt the pressure from this male player.

Although it was anticipated that some contestants would organize campaigning for votes in advance.

But I never expected it to reach such a huge amount.

According to the program's rules, such an exorbitant amount of money for voting could not be completed on a single account.

That means the other party was well-prepared and had registered at least hundreds of accounts to vote for and support Cheng Yu.

"Sister Xiaoxue, should we quickly ask the company to prepare funds to help Teacher Yue Heng garner votes?"

Sitting next to Mo Zixue, Li Yueqi leaned close to her ear and asked softly with a worried expression.

“I know Yue Heng very well; he would definitely not agree to do this.”

Mo Zixue shook her head and replied in a low voice.

If Wang Yueheng really wanted to make charitable donations, he would definitely do so openly and generously.

Instead of resorting to such methods and inexplicably throwing money away.

"Alright then... I hope Teacher Yue Heng can win again with his work this time..."

Li Yueqi sighed inwardly and said helplessly.

Wang Yueheng's new song "As Long As We Are Ordinary" has not yet been recorded in the recording studio.

Therefore, neither she nor Mo Zixue had heard this song.

Although I have great faith in Wang Yueheng's abilities, I am still faced with underhanded tactics from his competitors.

It's hard to say whether they can win based solely on their singing ability...

After the online voting ended.

Then came the on-site fundraising session.

The host, Hua Shao, then seemed to transform into an auctioneer, waiting for the specially invited business guests to raise their paddles and donate money for Cheng Yu's performance.

"Uncle, I think there's something fishy about the number of votes he got."

"It's just one song, yet it garnered over 20 million votes. His entertainment company must be backing him up."

Zhou Qingxia immediately saw the problem and turned to ask her uncle, Zhou Qingfeng.

Although I was somewhat moved by Cheng Yu's song after listening to it.

But Zhou Qingxia felt that the other party was far from being able to obtain such a high number of votes.

"That's normal. If I were the owner of an entertainment company, I would also spare no effort to find a way to suppress Wang Yueheng."

"Of course, playing like this also depends on the players' abilities, and Cheng Yu just barely made it to the passing grade."

Having roamed the martial world for decades, Zhou Qingfeng had long seen through everything, and leaned back in his seat, saying dismissively.

"Should we help Wang Yueheng improve his grades later? After all, he'll soon be our Chow Fook Jewellery's contracted spokesperson..."