"Whoosh~"

Just after Wu Yangming sent the video to Zhu Zhiheng via WeChat.

The chilly wind behind them grew increasingly biting.

The icy chill gave him a feeling that impending doom.

The feeling of being stared at intently grew stronger.

It felt like someone was breathing softly close to my ear.

It made him feel inexplicably irritable.

"Holy crap, who is it?!"

Holding his laptop, Wu Yangming couldn't help but turn around and shout angrily.

He thought someone was playing a prank on him.

"Keep your voice down, what are you shouting for?"

"Are you crazy?!"

"What's with the laptop on the variety show set? If you want to work overtime, go home!"

When Wu Yangming suddenly turned around and shouted, the audience members who were engrossed in listening to the song were also disturbed by his shouts.

Many of Wang Yueheng's fans, who were holding up light boards, responded with dissatisfaction.

The song has reached its climax.

Unfortunately, there was a lunatic in front of me holding a computer and shouting like a madman.

Some fans, whose enjoyment of the music had been disrupted, were so angry that they wanted to rush over and kick the pretentious guy.

Even the director on set noticed the commotion.

They rushed over to prevent any disturbances that might disrupt the normal recording of the program.

He realized that he had suddenly incurred the wrath of the masses.

Moreover, the on-site staff also rushed over here.

Wu Yangming hurriedly turned off the video on the screen and closed his laptop with a guilty conscience.

"I'm sorry, Director Zhang, I feel a bit cold here, and I got a little excited."

Wu Yangming, wearing a work badge from Jingyang Construction, hurriedly got up and explained to Zhang Fan, the on-site director who had rushed over.

"Please keep things quiet. If any problems arise during the later broadcast, it will have a negative impact on your company, and they will definitely hold you accountable!"

Upon seeing Wu Yangming wearing the work badge of the sponsoring company, Jingyang Construction, director Zhang Fan issued a stern warning.

He is, after all, a seasoned director from the "Singer" program.

With just one simple sentence from the other party, Wu Yangming was left speechless.

"Yes, yes, I understand! Sorry!"

To avoid arousing suspicion from the other party regarding his computer, Wu Yangming quickly admitted his mistake.

Indeed, if he causes any disturbance, it could lead to problems with the recording.

As a result, the promotional efforts of Jingyang Construction, the title sponsor, will naturally be affected.

Wu Yangming, who caused the conflict, will then be the target of public criticism and will have no way to defend himself.

"Hmph, a bunch of stupid fangirls."

"They were scammed and then helped count the money."

"Wait until Wang Yueheng's image collapses, then we'll see how you cry."

Suppressing the inexplicable chill running down his spine, Wu Yangming outwardly explained and apologized to the director on set.

But inside, he was filled with irritation and resentment.

...

"But you'll never change your mind and fight me to the death."

"Even if it were someone else, I wouldn't have the heart to secretly cause trouble~"

Just then.

Wang Yueheng returned to the stage, and the performance finally came to an end.

The beautiful and graceful backup dancers disappeared as the stage lights came back on.

Only the gleaming black piano remained on the stage.

After the performance ended.

Wang Yueheng, dressed in an evening gown, bowed slightly to the audience.

He then bowed again in the direction of the judging panel to express his gratitude.

I thank the other party for giving me this opportunity to play in the competition for the second time.

Wow~~~

"Awesome!!!"

"Wang Yueheng! Wang Yueheng!"

"So cool!"