Who should I vote for?
Sixty thousand people in the audience fell into deep thought.
Hiding in the corner, Jin Feihong was also looking forward to it.
He still wanted to compete with An Lin.
Although An Lin's performance was better than his, An Lin didn't have any fans before! He had the advantage of fans, so he should be able to surpass An Lin, right? If he could get more votes than An Lin tonight, he would be more confident when he returned to the training room …
The voting began.
Some super fans naturally voted for their own artists without hesitation.
But how many of the sixty thousand upper-class people were super fans of one artist? Most of them liked several top artists at the same time. After all, each top artist was so talented that they couldn't like one of them.
The voting time was only one minute, so they couldn't discuss it. They could only think about it in their hearts and then make a decision.
Obviously, the top artist of Red Ink Workshop was the most popular for votes.
"Goddess Gu Qiu's new calligraphy is so beautiful and memorable. That's her."
"I love Golden Wheel Dance Empress' dance. I want to vote for Brother Dance Empress!"
"Yunxian's singing is my favorite!!"
"Jin Ling 'er's Nine-Colored Phoenix Bell is super nice."
"Ice Wolf's ice sculpture is art!"
In addition to talking about the top artists, everyone in the audience couldn't help but think of one person.
Chicken, you're so fragrant!
"The top artists are good, but I can't forget that mouthful of chicken."
"The stir-fried dance satisfies both the visual and the taste. It's always a good feeling!"
Some of the fan groups had already begun to shout loudly for votes.
"Vote for Jin Ling 'er, vote for Jin Ling' er, vote for Jin Ling 'er!"
"Vote for Goddess Gu Qiu!!"
"Vote for Jin Feihong!!"
A leader of Jin Feihong's fan group was also shouting.
After shouting, he gave his vote to the man with the frying pan.
Anyway, Jin Feihong had so many fans. His vote wouldn't be a problem, right?
It wasn't easy for Liu Dabao to start his career. What if Dabao received too little money and lost his motivation to cook? What would happen if he stopped cooking? That would be a loss for the entire Red Ink Workshop and the Holy Land of Taichu!
The leader of the fan group felt that he should secretly encourage the other party.
He was still hoping to be able to eat Liu Dabao's dishes the next time he watched the performance.
The leader of the fan group didn't expect that there were actually quite a few fans who had similar thoughts as him. On the contrary, there were actually a lot of them …
Much more than he had imagined.
Why?
Because everyone thought that Liu Dabao would get very few tickets.
After all, he did not have a fan base.
But Liu Dabao's dance was too good, and the chicken was too fragrant!
He should have fans!
Before Liu Dabao's fan club was established, they would temporarily be Liu Dabao's fans. They would vote for Liu Dabao's cooking and dance, and Chicken You Are So Fragrant.
One by one, the fans of the famous brands, even the fans of the top brands, began to secretly switch sides. They did not shout Liu Dabao's name, but they had already voted for Liu Dabao, for the man of the match in their hearts.
In the corner, Jin Feihong listened to his die-hard fans shouting his name, feeling extremely gratified and satisfied. His influence was not weak after all.
Did you see that, Liu Dabao?
That was the difference between the two of them!
I have a group of die-hard fans?
Do you?
Jin Feihong listened to the few audience members shouting for Liu Dabao and smiled confidently, even though he didn't know what he was competing for.
But he was happy.
One minute passed quickly.
Sister Hong and another emcee both began to step onto the stage.
At the same time, a huge holographic energy screen began to appear in the center of the stage, ready to display the voting results.
"The voting is over!"
"Finally, it's time to announce the voting results!"
"Who will be the Flower Master tonight?"
"As usual, we will announce the votes of the top ten artists!"
"Let's see first, who is the artist with the tenth most votes?!"
As soon as the voice fell, an old man of the Stone Tribe whose entire body was made of stone appeared on the screen with the number of votes: 1072.
"The tenth place is the painter Mao Busheng! He has received 1072 votes, congratulations! "
Sister Hua congratulated him with a smile, and the audience also applauded.
A stone man walked onto the stage and bowed to the audience to express his gratitude.
Immediately afterward, Hua Xiaomi, who was in ninth place, also happily walked onto the stage with 1200 votes.
The audience had all expected these artists to receive votes.
"Why isn't Liu Dabao on the list yet?"
"Could it be that Liu Dabao isn't on the list?"
Some of the audience members began to feel dejected and regretful that they didn't shout Liu Dabao's name during the voting process. He was clearly a very talented artist. Would Liu Dabao be sad? Would he never cook again?
The audience's hearts ached even more at this thought.
Only Jin Feihong was extremely happy.
Great! You can't even make it into the top ten, let's see what you can do about it!
Great!
Immediately afterward, Jin Feihong's portrait appeared in eighth place.
"The eighth place is the martial artist Jin Feihong! He has received 1282 votes, congratulations! "
Jin Feihong's expression faltered.
What?
He was only in eighth place?!
One had to know that he was the strongest artist below the headliner.
There were only five headliners present, so shouldn't he be in sixth place?
Why was he only in eighth place?!
Even though he was dumbfounded and shocked, Jin Feihong still forced a smile and pretended to be very happy and excited as he stood on the stage and bowed to the audience.
At the same time, he began to feel puzzled. It seemed like he had more than 1282 hardcore fans present …
"The seventh place is the famed Daoist Hei Xuan! He has received 1373 votes, congratulations! "Sister Hong continued to read out loud.
Amidst the cheers of the audience, a large tortoise crawled onto the stage and happily nodded at the audience in response to their cheers and applause.
Jin Feihong suddenly realized that Hei Xuan's performance was indeed more stunning, so it was understandable that he had more votes than him.
However, he was only in seventh place!
How were the five famed people going to be divided into six positions? And there was even a famed person above Hei Xuan?
At this moment, a cute girl in yellow appeared on the big screen.
Headliner, Jin Ling 'er. Votes: 3698, ranked sixth.
Silence. A deathly silence.
Even Sister Hong was stunned for a long time before she started her live broadcast.
What was going on? The sixth place wasn't a famed artist, but a headliner?
Did this mean that a famed artist had more votes than the headliner?
This was an earth-shattering event!
However, there was no famed artist who could outperform the headliner …
Wait a minute, there was someone who could do it!
The audience suddenly came to a realization.
There was a trainee who was neither a headliner nor a famed artist who could do it.
Liu Dabao!
It was definitely Liu Dabao!!
Backstage, Jin Ling 'er's vision darkened when she saw this scene, and she almost fainted.
"Liu Dabao! You ruined my youth!
You ruined my career as a headliner! "
The girl's eyes were red. She felt that she was the first headliner to lose to a trainee in terms of votes. This was destined to be a stain on her life.
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