In the rematch voting, Shengquan did not cast a single vote, but Jinjiu still topped the list.

His experience makes people unable to help but be biased towards him, his looks attract a lot of fans, and most importantly, his singing voice is dreamy and stands out among all the contestants. Even if you are not at the scene and just watch the live broadcast through the device, many people can still vote for him.

Jin Jiu watched the number of votes rise rapidly, and then looked at the twinkling stars coming from all directions. He opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, his eyes just turned red and he bowed deeply to the audience.

This bow directly ignited the emotions of the fans. They raised the light boards in their hands higher and shouted the name of Jinjiu as much as possible.

"Come on Jinjiu!"

"Go Jinjiu!!!"

The barrage was filled with all kinds of [Come on Jinjiu].

[My mom said it sounds good. Wow, he should have been famous seven years ago.]

[It's really nice to listen to. It's hard to imagine how good his voice was before it was ruined]

[Seven years, he wasted seven years]

【Come on, come on, I look forward to your singing】

Sheng Quan smiled as he watched Jinjiu reap the honor that should have belonged to him.

Jinjiu looked over again, his eyes sparkling, no longer empty, but full of joy and excitement.

A little flattered, a little cautious, he looked at Sheng Quan with eyes that seemed to ask timidly: Can I? - Can I have all this love?

When he looked over, Sheng Quan held up the light sign. Although the sound was drowned out by the sea of ​​noise, the lip movements were enough.

"Go Jinjiu!!!"

So, the person on the stage smiled with small fangs in surprise.

This scene was once regarded as a magical picture in the circle because of its illusory beauty.

After the semi-finals, all the contestants got on the bus and returned to the base to train for a week to prepare for the upcoming finals.

An Baixing and Jin Jiu sat in a row.

Jinjiu was wearing a headband with "Come on Jinjiu" written on it. I don't know which excited fan threw it onto the stage, but he quietly picked it up when he went down.

He was just holding it in his hand, but when An Baixing saw it, he insisted on putting it on his head. Jin Jiu did not refuse at all and let the shiny headband fall safely on his head.

From the time he got on the car till now, he has secretly reached out and touched her several times.

An Baixing talked almost all the way. It was Jinjiu that won first place, but he was so excited as if he had won it himself. He kept talking as soon as he got in the car: "You have a lot of fans. Although I don't have as many fans as you, I still have quite a lot. Did you see that when I was singing, there were at least 20 fans shouting my name. It seems that we also attracted a lot of popularity during the preliminary round. When the show is over, will we be famous?"

"Great! If I become famous, I will hold a concert and chat with my fans after singing. Oh, right, how about we form a team? You will be responsible for showing your strength and I will be responsible for livening up the atmosphere. When we join forces, there will be nothing better than...eh?"

An Baixing, who had tried to be Sheng Dong's lark, had to shut his mouth because Jin Jiu, who was sitting next to him, had fallen asleep on his shoulder.

Jin Jiu usually looks quite aloof when he is sober. At least An Baixing has complained more than once that he is like an autistic little mushroom.

But when he fell asleep on his shoulder, looking at his delicate pale face with fatigue but slightly raised lips, An Baixing suddenly realized that this guy was only 23 years old.

One year younger than him!

Realizing belatedly that he was older, An Baixing not only did not push Jinjiu up, but was also very considerate and picked up his coat with one hand and covered Jinjiu with it.

Then Jinjiu turned into a covered mushroom.

An Baixing was amused by his own metaphor. Without anyone to talk to, he closed his eyes and excitedly imagined in his mind how cool he would be if he became a big star. As he was thinking, he fell asleep with the help of Jin wine.

The sleeping Jinjiu had a dream.

In his dream, he saw someone who looked very similar to him but not quite.

The man looked to be at least fifty years old, with white hair and wrinkles left on his face by time, but he still looked very attractive, but there was a hollowness in his eyes.

Empty, as if it was just a zombie.

"Why?"

He murmured softly: "Why am I still unhappy even though I got what I wanted?"

The room was as quiet as a morgue. Bottles and rows of medicine were placed on the table, almost covering the entire table.

Jinjiu recognized that these were psychological treatment drugs, and he is currently taking them. However, because he actively sought medical treatment and cooperated, his condition is currently under control.

He looked at the other person sitting alone for a while, then stood up, picked up a pen and paper, and wrote something on the paper.

This person must be talking to himself often. He walked to the balcony, looked down, and suddenly laughed: "It's good. At least I won't hit anyone here, and I won't cause any trouble."

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He slowly climbed up the railing. The height below didn't seem to have any effect on him. He sat on it, looked up at the dark sky, and muttered to himself:

“It’s so dark.”

There were sounds of banging on the door outside and someone shouting indistinctly, but he could not hear them at all.

Looking at the dark sky, he loosened his grip and fell on his back.

Jin Jiu reached out to grab it anxiously, but he only saw relief in the eyes of the person below.

At this moment, time seemed to stop.

The falling person saw Jinjiu.

He seemed a little surprised, opened his mouth as if he wanted to ask something, and seemed to understand something in an instant.

The pink headband on Jinjiu's head fell off, and he grabbed it and held it against his chest cherished.

He hugged the headband and smiled with relief.

--Bang!

The door was knocked open, and a man with white hair on his temples rushed in with security. He quickly passed by Jin Jiu and lay on the balcony:

——"Jin wine!!!"

——"Hurry up! Call 120! Hurry up!!"

Jin Jiu was stunned when he heard his name. He stood there blankly, looking at the uncle in front of him who looked at least 40 or 50 years old. He looked at his familiar facial features and wondered: "An... Baixing?"

——“I’m here!!”

Jin Jiu slowly opened his eyes and got out of his coat, and saw An Baixing beside him with a smug look on his face: "I told you, my charm is unstoppable. You dream about me and even call my name in your sleep. So what? Did you dream that I've become a big star? Oh my, come on, tell me, what did you dream about me?"

Jinjiu wanted to tell him about the dream, but found that he could hardly remember it.

The only thing he could remember was: "In the dream...we seemed to be friends?"

"What?!!!"

An Baixing almost shouted himself hoarse:

"What do you mean?! Aren't we friends now?! We sleep on the same bed, go hand in hand, and it takes a hundred years to build a relationship! It takes a thousand years to build a relationship! Even the headband on your head was put on by me, and your fang fell off, and I helped you glue it back on!!"

After he finished criticizing her, he generously forgave Jinjiu's slip of the tongue:

"Okay, I'll let bygones be bygones. Now tell me, are we friends?"

Jinjiu hadn't had close contact with people for a long time. He was not used to it and shrank himself into his coat, looking like a little mushroom again.

The voice was small but firm: "Yes."

"Right! I said, how could anyone resist my charm." An Baixing then contentedly put his arm around Jin Jiu's shoulders and said, "From now on, just follow me. See, even though you are number one, my votes are not bad either. Maybe I can make a comeback in the finals."

An Baixing is indeed qualified to say this, and even the chief director Zhou Weigang feels how lucky he is.

He organized an inconspicuous little show, but ended up catching the big fish, Sheng Quan.

The contestants were randomly selected, and because they had no fame, it was even difficult to get 80 of them. However, among these 80 people, more than a dozen performed well, and more than five were outstanding in strength.

Jinjiu is of course the undisputed number one, but among the remaining four, except for one that came to support him out of respect, the other three were pure surprises.

An Baixing is one of them. He only performed simply in the preliminary round, but when the program team started closed training, he grew at a rapid pace.

Of course, Zhou Weigang also thinks that this may also be because after their program became popular, the level of the tutors in the backstage training also underwent a major change.

Although there is only the live show during the live broadcast, they will definitely release a recorded broadcast after the competition is over.

This is also a new way of playing that has been spawned in the entertainment industry, which is currently suffering from severe internal competition, in recent years. It is to attract popularity during live broadcasts to see how effective it is.

If the effect is good, the length of the recorded broadcast will have to be greatly increased, such as daily training, how the players train, whether there are conflicts between players, or how good the relationship between players is.

Most program teams will also specially arrange some small games during the training period to increase the viewing points. These cannot be broadcast live of course, as they are all in preparation for the later editing into a film.

The singing has caused your budget to skyrocket, but no one at Strawberry TV has any objection.

Because its commercial value now far exceeds the budget, as soon as the preliminary round ended, a large number of advertisers came to the door waving money. As soon as the semi-finals were over, a group of sponsors who were not stupid but had a lot of money came in.

It is conceivable that when the preliminaries are over and their station releases the recorded broadcast, it will be even more lively than it is now.

Making money is secondary. What’s important is that the half-dead situation in their station has finally improved.

Although Strawberry Channel’s current status is the result of efforts from many parties, even the station director admits that all this is thanks to Sheng Quan.

No matter how you look at the current profit distribution, they have taken away the bulk of the profits, and Shengquan's biggest gain is just making Jin liquor popular.

Maybe she herself doesn't care, but Strawberry TV itself takes it very seriously.

How can only one party benefit from cooperation? Only when Sheng Quan also gains huge benefits can both parties be tied to the same boat naturally.

As for nonsense like "We're getting the benefits anyway, so who cares if she gets any?", saying it will only make the director scold you. Not to mention that Sheng Quan has the ability to promote them and also the ability to kick them down, just say that if they do things this way, who will be willing to cooperate with them in the future?

Under such a compelling premise, it is no exaggeration to say that as long as it is Sheng Quan's request, the entire Strawberry Channel will do its best to get it done for her.

As a result, as the finals were approaching, Zhou Weigang temporarily put aside all the things on hand and focused on one thing.

"Has the amount you reported not been approved yet?"

The staff responsible for reporting the quota quickly said:

"It has been approved. It is the maximum amount."

"That's good."

Zhou Weigang breathed a sigh of relief. This could actually be considered as their negligence. Because "Singing With You" was not a big hit, they did not apply for a too high turnover quota, fearing that the radio and television would not approve it.

Originally, his consideration was normal. After all, if such a small talent show applied for a high amount of cash flow, the radio and television would suspect that they were trying to launder money.

Who knew this crappy little show would become an overnight sensation?

The result was a joke: "Mr. Sheng wanted to vote but could only top up 100,000 yuan."

Fortunately, netizens are currently just treating this incident as a joke and are not blaming the program crew for their incompetence and lack of planning.

Even Sheng Quan, although speechless at the time, did not make things difficult for the program crew. He just asked them to obtain the highest approval as soon as possible.

Zhou Weigang is still very relieved about the approval result. The popularity of "Singing With You" is very high now, and all their voting proceeds will be used for charity. The radio and television administration will be crazy to refuse to approve it.

His face was flushed as he said to his friend, "This is just the preliminary and semi-final rounds, and the total turnover has exceeded 20 million. If we wait until the finals, it may even exceed 50 million."

Although none of the money will go into his pocket, he is able to create such a program, which will definitely bring him a bright future.

To be precise, the future of the entire program team is shining.

His good friend was Yu Hongdou, who was originally scheduled to come to support the event.

Yu Hongdou is somewhat famous and has her own loyal fans. She had originally come to help Zhou Weigang out at his request and to use her popularity to attract traffic to the program. As a result, good news came out of the blue, and the program that originally needed saving became popular overnight.

Not only did he no longer need her help with drainage, but he also benefited from it.

She already has the ability. After two games, she has attracted a large number of fans. Now she is also full of rosy faces: "Not only that, now "Singing With You" has completely become a traffic field. Wait and see. It was just a small fight in the beginning. In the finals, many people want to spend a lot of money.

Buy reputation.”

"Indeed, this is a great opportunity to show yourself." Zhou Weigang had to admit that what she said made sense. The nature of their program is public welfare and charity. This was originally just a feature, but after the program became popular, the hot topic and charity collided, and the situation was different.

Celebrities' charity work has always been a hot topic. Usually, the most they donate is probably one or two million, but on this occasion...

Yu Hongdou concluded: "There will definitely be people who will donate more than 10 million."

"It's not just for fame. If the donation amount is too large, both the voting party and the voted party will become the focus of the whole audience. Wansheng, which is behind Ma Wei, will not miss this great opportunity."

"As long as a large amount of money is invested in Ma Wei, not only will he instantly become the first in the vote count and his popularity will increase, but the person who arranged the vote at Wansheng will also immediately become the most eye-catching person in the audience. If they buy some press releases to hype him up, it will be a very profitable business."

Zhou Weigang also reviewed the remaining players:

"And Geng Xiangqian, he held up An Baixing's sign in the semi-finals. He wanted to use his identity as a "senior fan" to vote. This old man, at his age, can take advantage of any popularity."

Unfortunately, An Baixing, who was chosen by him as the "target of riding on the popularity", didn't even notice this senior. When it was his turn, the whole audience was happily waving to the fans below, and no one cooperated by saying "flattered" or "tears in the eyes", resulting in not many people mentioning Geng Xiangqian's name at all.

The more he thought about it, the more headache he felt: "When the show wasn't popular, no one would think of our station. Now that the show is popular, everyone is coming to visit."

"If we let them steal Mr. Sheng's limelight, our director will have a heart attack. He is now obsessed with clinging to Mr. Sheng's thigh... No, we want to have a long-term and stable cooperation in the future."

Yu Hongdou was amused by her old friend: "You have a habit of always telling the truth, but it's also good. Now that Singing With You is popular, even if you can't speak human language anymore, you don't have to sit on the bench in the future."

She also hoped that Sheng Quan would not suffer any loss. After all, she was the one who made "Singing With You" come true, so she could be considered her benefactor. "Look at it on the bright side. Director Sheng has Huaxing under her name, so her liquidity will not be low. Although I have never met her, I can see that she has a plan in mind. She will not let others pick the fruits of the tree she planted."

Sheng Quan was indeed picking fruit.

It was just picking fruits from the farm. Mingqi was also standing on tiptoe like her and trying hard to reach them. After finally picking them with great effort, she was very happy.

Yuan Zixin: “…”

There are clearly short fruits nearby. I don't know why the two of them had to go to such great lengths to reach them.

“It’s fun to have a little challenge.”

Sheng Quan brought Ming Qi out of the orchard, took the document handed over by Yuan Zixin, read it carefully, and signed it with satisfaction: "Not bad, let's develop it along this route. Has the broadcast time of "Crane Hua Nian" been confirmed?"

"It's confirmed. It will be broadcast next month. I think they want to do it before students start school, so they are a bit rushed."

"It's okay. Mr. Wang is very shrewd. With him in charge, nothing can go wrong." Sheng Quan took the tissue handed over by the driver, wiped the peach in his hand, and took a bite: "Hmm! Delicious."

Yuan Zixin reported her findings to her: "Wansheng has formed an analysis team to analyze how many votes you are expected to cast in the finals of Sing With You."

"Analysis team?" Sheng Quan wanted to laugh. "I've only heard of analysis teams when negotiating business quotations, but I've never heard of analysis teams when donating to charity."

The donations made by various celebrities in the entertainment industry all have a rough figure. If Wan Sheng really wants to outdo her, the most likely chance of success is to directly reveal an extremely high number.

But they set up an analysis group, which clearly wanted to suppress her vote by a small amount. For example, if she voted 30 million, they would vote 32 million.

She could understand that he wanted to gain benefits by stepping on her, but Wansheng wanted to take away all the jackpots and didn't want to pay too much. There was no such good thing in the world.

No wonder Gu Zhao always had an expression that said "it will go bankrupt sooner or later" every time he talked about Wansheng.

Yuan Zixin felt that although Wansheng's behavior was not generous at all, it was possible that they would be able to steal his house.

"This analysis team may actually be able to determine the approximate flow of your funds. Should we prepare early?"

"No, let them make a fuss. I want to see what conclusion they can come up with."

Sheng Quan is not blindly arrogant, she is not a rookie. Company assets and company cash flow are different. Wansheng Company's cash flow can be 100 million. She washed Gu Zhao's head upside down.

Not to mention that the cash flow is not that much, even if a miracle happens and they have a cash flow of 100 million, it is impossible for them to donate all of it to charity.

Especially since she also has Gu Zhao, a "Wansheng shareholder". He said that even if the two were willing to use their personal assets, they could only raise 40 million in cash at most.

Forty million is certainly not a small amount, but Sheng Quan has 100 million in his hands.

Those who try to take advantage of her will only become her stepping stones in the end.

While getting in the car, Sheng Quan found a bag of freshly picked peaches in the back seat.

Yu Xiangwan was not here, so this was done by her assistant Dong.

Compared to the secretary who is extremely busy in the company, the assistant director only needs to follow the chairman and be responsible for some tedious matters around the chairman, such as managing documents, reminding schedules, arranging meetings, and... buying nectarines that the chairman has praised.

Sheng Quan didn't have much need for Dong Zhu, but since Gu Zhao sent him over, she was still quite comfortable using him.

After all, even though there is the almighty president Gu Zhao, as the chairman, she can't really do nothing all day long. At least she is needed to make decisions on the general direction of the company and sign important documents. It would be much more convenient to have an assistant director.

During her time in Xinan, she did not just eat, drink and have fun. For example, now, after having fun at the farm house, Ms. Sheng returned to the hotel and plunged into the ocean of books.

Enterprise Transformation and Management Innovation

China Talent Strategy

Macroeconomics

Some of these books were recommended by Mr. Wang, some were recommended by Gu Zhao, some were Chinese books, and some were foreign books. In short, when put together, the number is quite considerable.

The city of Xinan is indeed not very big, and there are relatively few places to eat, drink and have fun, so Sheng Quan can settle down and study hard.

What the great analyst from the preliminary round said was indeed correct.

The time of rich people is very precious.

She doesn't have to worry about any of these programs, as the company has a professional team that will calculate the current situation for her. Apart from eating, drinking, having fun and managing the company, she has to spend her time improving herself.

To be honest, reading is quite tiring, especially when it comes to books that are not your major. In the first hour, Sheng Quan wanted to bang her head against the wall, but after the first hour and a half, she gradually found some interest in it.

006 didn't quite understand why the host forced himself to read it word by word even though it was obviously very difficult to read.

[As long as the host keeps doing tasks, he will never be short of money. ]

It says it is super good at making money.

[I know.] Sheng Quan took another bite of the peach, as if she wanted to eat the peach flesh with the knowledge in it: [But you gave me money, so I have to manage it well.]

[Not only do you need to manage it well, but you also need to make money from it, and the money you make from it will continue to make money. This is a very meaningful process in itself.]

A career-minded person will never be satisfied with the current state.

The key point is that she used to study and work hard, and all the money she earned went to enrich her boss, but now she is the boss herself, so her learning mentality is very different. After reading for two and a half hours, Sheng Quan put down the book and moved around for a while, and Assistant Dong came to knock on the door: "Chairman, your dance teacher is here."

While a group of people were analyzing her information and guessing how much money she could come up with.

Sheng Quan learned dance for an hour in a great mood.

After the dance and half an hour of playing, she held another video conference.

After the meeting, I looked at the time and it was exactly six o'clock. I had a meal, came back and took a bath while watching TV series and taking care of my skin. At ten o'clock in the evening, Director Sheng lay on his comfortable big bed and fell into a sweet dream.

In the distant Magic City, after an intense discussion for an entire afternoon and night, the analysis team finally came to a preliminary conclusion: "She can only come up with 35 million at most."

On a hotel balcony in Xinan, a famous but slowly forgotten star was also on the phone:

"Twenty million. As long as I can get more attention, it will be worth it."

exist

In the hotel next to him, someone was also making a phone call: "Sheng Quan didn't vote in the semi-finals, maybe it was for the final push in the finals. Now the audience is guessing how many votes she will get in the finals. As far as I know, there are at least three people who want to compete with her. The scene is definitely full of sparks!

Don't worry, I paid a high price to buy a spot to ensure that I can capture the entire voting process of Sheng Quan in the first place. The total number of votes has exceeded 20 million. If they compete in the finals, and the total number of votes exceeds 100 million, this show will definitely be a hit! We are definitely the first to do it. By the way, please remember to report the ticket money for me..."

In the room below her, a certain influencer was nervously looking at the seating chart and analyzing: "From this position, I can take a photo of Sheng Quan from the side. From that position, I can take a photo of him from the front but I can only get a glimpse of him. In the last five minutes of voting time, we are not allowed to get up and move around. What can I get from taking a photo of his back? Forget it. I'll just take a photo of his side."

That night, I don’t know how many people were sleepless, and I don’t know how many people were thinking about her.

But Sheng Quan, who was being missed, slept soundly.

The sunlight shone through the gauze curtains onto her face, gently waking her up.

Sheng Quan slowly opened his eyes, sat up and stretched.

Early to bed, early to rise, so happy.

Looking at his increasingly rosy and fair face in the mirror, Sheng Quan began to wash with satisfaction.

After nearly a month of preparation, we can finally close the net today.

Not only Sheng Quan is looking forward to it, but netizens are also looking forward to it.

As soon as the live broadcast started, a large number of netizens flocked in.

【I’m coming, I’m coming! 】

【Support Jinjiu!!】

【Yu Hongdou yyds! 】

[Where is Director Sheng? Director Sheng is extremely beautiful! ]

【An Baixing An Baixing An Baixing】

[A new group of people have appeared around Sheng Quan, all of them are handsome men and beautiful women. For a moment, I don’t know who to be jealous of.]

[We meet again, Miss Host, give me a kiss]

Only eight contestants remained in the finals.

They will go on stage in order of ranking, which means that Jinjiu, which currently has the most votes, will be the last to go on stage.

At the eighth and seventh places, the audience hadn’t noticed anything was wrong.

When the sixth candidate came out, they were shocked to see the number of votes soar from over five million to fifteen million.

[Oh my god! Look at the vote count list, this 10 million votes were cast by one ID! ]

【Isn't this that person?】

[Oh my god, ten million, this is ten million]

[I invested as soon as I said I would, bro, you’re awesome!]

Then they realized that they were shocked too early.

As the contestants entered one by one, strong names began to appear on the voting list.

Ten million, twenty million, twenty-five million.

And they all have names, they are either senior veterans or celebrity artists. They seem to have a strong passion for charity all of a sudden, and everyone's face shows "I want to contribute to charity."

Until Ma Wei appeared, the number of votes was directly raised to 40 million, and those who voted for him were Huaqing from the same company.

The faces of those who were originally voting enthusiastically turned pale.

The artist next to Hua Qing smiled and whispered, "You don't want us to have fun anymore, 40 million, you can afford it."

Hua Qing also showed a standard smile, and squeezed out a voice from between his teeth: "I don't have so much money, this is from the company."

The artists around her clapped along with everyone else and continued their encrypted conversation:

"Then your company has really offended Xing Mang this time. I wonder if Director Sheng will suppress you again."

She felt that Sheng Quan would be unlikely to come up with 40 million. After all, it was 40 million in cash, and it was going into charity. No matter how significant the impact was, it was essentially just spending money to buy a name.

Wansheng released 40 million in one go, probably hoping that Sheng Quan would give up.

After all, Sheng Quan hasn't started voting yet, which means there is no obvious sunk cost, so she doesn't need to fight them to the death.

This is true, but the fake audience in the audience were looking at Sheng Quan intentionally or unintentionally.

She didn't seem to be affected by the 40 million at all. She was also smiling and clapping, and even tilted her head to eat a small piece of cake that Mingqi fed her.

Hua Qing felt vaguely uneasy. Although it was not yet time for Jinjiu to appear, she had already realized that the company's plan might not go as they wished.

Or you should change jobs. Wansheng is getting worse and worse, and the two big bosses are obviously putting their personal grudges against Mr. Gu before official business. It's too easy for something to go wrong if they can't distinguish between public and private.

She was just thinking about all sorts of things when Jinjiu came on stage.

He looked completely different from the preliminary round. If he had already begun to shine in the semi-final, now, when he stood on the stage, his entire body seemed to be glowing.

It is hard to say how much credit the lighting engineer has for this, but when that bewitching mermaid-like singing voice sounded, even Hua Qing had to admit that he was indeed very capable.

Having talent is not scary. For someone like Jin Jiu who was able to rebuild his talent even though his talent was broken, everyone can see that he has a promising future. No wonder Sheng Quan personally came out to support him.

——So I decided to change jobs.

The number of votes for Jinjiu continued to rise, and soon soared to more than 30 million. You have to know that this was entirely based on the number of votes cast by fans. This is enough to show how many fans he has gained after three games.

And all of this was led and created by Shengquan.

People's eyes subconsciously focused on Sheng Quan, and even the camera swept towards Sheng Quan intentionally or unintentionally.

Under such public attention, Sheng Quan clicked on the panel.

On the big screen, the number of votes for Jinjiu instantly rose.

The entire network was in an uproar. The paparazzi who was secretly taking pictures nearly fell under his seat. The barrage of comments went crazy. The chief director opened his eyes wide and suspected that he was dazzled. The station director suddenly put his head close to the backstage screen.

The host lady stared at the voting screen above, her heart almost bursting.

On the official website of the program, Sheng Quan’s nickname jumped to the top of the final voting list and was displayed openly in front of everyone.

[Winning: 100 million votes]

(End of this chapter)