All of the sixty thousand spectators looked on longingly at An Lin's departing figure.
They all wanted An Lin to perform for them one more time.
This was a great benefit.
Not only was it a feast for their eyes, but it was also a feast for their mouths.
Who would be able to achieve such a feat?
The top mentors all had a hunch that this cooking dance would definitely become the signature performance of Red Ink Workshop and even District Eight.
This dance would also become popular in the Holy Land of Taichu!
"Next, let's welcome Jin Ling 'er to perform the musical instrument, Nine-Colored Phoenix Bell!" Sister Hong's passionate and charming voice resounded in the audience.
The audience applauded and cheered.
However, the applause and cheers seemed a bit perfunctory.
Some were even cheering with the aftertaste in their mouths.
After all, the top star of Red Ink Workshop was on the stage!
"Damn it … Liu Dabao is so despicable!"
A young girl in a golden fairy dress gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, and the bells on her body rang sweetly.
"You made the performance so perfect. How can I perform like this?!"
She was full of grievances, but she still had to pretend to go on stage with a smile.
Then, she heard extremely perfunctory cheers and applause.
This made Jin Ling 'er feel even more wronged.
What kind of cheers and applause were sincere? After so many performances, she could still distinguish them. This could be said to be the most perfunctory audience welcome ceremony she had ever received. There was no one else like it!
Damned Dabao, Stinky Dabao!
When I get off the stage, I'll teach you a lesson!
"Dear audience, long time no see."
"Ling 'er really missed you guys ~ ~"
Jin Ling 'er revealed the pure and flawless smile of a young girl, finally making the audience more enthusiastic.
The top hostess began her performance.
Nine-Colored Phoenix Ridge used nine different bells to perform a perfect performance.
She was extremely powerful, but the audience was still immersed in Chicken You're Too Beautiful.
Jin Ling 'er's heart was full of despair as she performed an unforgettable performance.
At this time, backstage.
A group of trainees and top stars had taken the initiative to congratulate An Lin, trying to get close to him, completely different from their previous cold and evasive behavior.
Needless to say, An Lin's future was definitely better than Jin Feihong's. Wasn't it obvious who he should build a good relationship with?
Ying Bao ran over and hugged An Lin's arm, refusing to let go.
"Big Brother Dabao, are you going to adopt a younger sister? Do you want me to be your godsister? "
"If it really doesn't work out, I can be your goddaughter! The young woman wore a pitiable expression as she stared at An Lin with a scorching light in her eyes, leaving An Lin completely speechless.
Jin Feihong had already fled, and no one knew where he was hiding.
If he continued to stay here, he would only be waiting to be humiliated.
To think that he wanted An Lin to be his follower and even said that An Lin didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Now, it seemed that he was the one who really didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.
No wonder An Lin couldn't be bothered to talk to him backstage. It seemed that in An Lin's eyes, his previous words were no different from a clown.
Even the other trainees and famous artists looked at him with unconcealable mockery and ridicule in their eyes. That kind of gaze seemed to be able to burn a person, making him feel humiliated and tortured by Samsara. He couldn't help but run to a corner where others couldn't see clearly …
As for Jin Feihong's followers, they could only be described as too ashamed to show their faces.
An Lin couldn't be bothered to beat them when they were down. He didn't care about these people in the first place.
The gold-medal teachers took the initiative to congratulate him.
"Dabao, you're so amazing!"
"I thought that today's assessment was your peak condition. I didn't expect you to still have a few tricks up your sleeve. I'm impressed, I'm really impressed!"
"I've lived for so long, but I've never seen such a performance. The younger generation will surpass the older, the younger generation will surpass the older …"
The gold-medal teachers all gave high praise to An Lin.
"Dabao, you're so amazing. If you polish yourself a little and accumulate more fans, our Red Ink Workshop will have another top star in less than a year!" Daphne said, full of surprise.
An Lin smiled. "A year is too long. We have to seize every minute."
"Uh, yes, yes, yes." Daphne nodded instinctively. Then, she froze, and her wings fluttered in fright. "What, what did you say?"
"I want to be the top star tonight," An Lin said honestly.
"Hiss …"
When the teachers heard this, they all sucked in a breath of cold air.
Although An Lin's performance was very powerful, his tone was really too arrogant!
"The condition to obtain the title of top star tonight is to spend votes. If the top star with the highest number of votes has spent more than twice the number of votes, then you can be chosen …
"It's undeniable that your performance tonight has the ability to surpass the average top star. If it's just Jin Ling 'er, then you still have a sliver of hope …
"But Gu Qiu's performance tonight! In terms of artistic value, you can at most be on par with Gu Qiu. You can't … "
Daphne made the most professional judgment. Reason told her that it was completely impossible for An Lin to obtain the title of top star tonight!
"That's right. In terms of artistic value alone, I can't be twice as good as Gu Qiu." An Lin did not refute the teacher's judgment. "But the ones who voted for me are not you, but the audience. The audience is blind …"
An old man said, "Gu Qiu's fan base is extremely terrifying. If the audience is blind, then wouldn't it be more disadvantageous for you to get the votes?"
An Lin suddenly smiled, and said with a deep gaze, "Not necessarily … Sometimes, blindness can make people do things that go against the feelings they have accumulated over a long period of time. This depends on how big the impact of what they are experiencing is …"
The performance of the Red Ink Night gradually came to an end.
In the end, the finale performance of the top star, Ice Wolf, came to a perfect end.
Among the twenty-six performances on the Red Ink Night this time, the top stars occupied five. It could be said to be the grandest performance in recent years.
Then, it was time for the much-anticipated voting segment.
It was still Sister Hong and an elegant man from the True Demon Tribe who went on stage to host.
"Alright, it's time for the most crucial voting segment of the night.
"Everyone in the audience has a vote to vote for the artiste who you think performed the best tonight.
"The artiste with the most votes will be chosen as tonight's flower master and become the most dazzling star of Red Ink Workshop!!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a pink card appeared in front of every audience. There were the faces of the twenty-six artistes on it, and they could make a heart gesture to that artiste. Of course, there was only one chance to make a heart gesture.
Whether it was an ordinary audience member or a district mayor, they only had one vote.
This was absolutely fair.
"The voting period is one minute. Begin now!"
As Sister Hong's voice fell.
The audience turned their eyes to the votes in their hands.
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