"Holy sh * t, the champion is really Liu Dabao!!"
"He defeated five top artists in a row, even Gu Qiu was defeated by him. Is he a demon?"
"Where did this monster come from? He's a trainee!!"
"Did you guys realize that his monthly votes …"
"Hiss … Over twenty-six thousand … That's f * cking impossible, right? Does that mean that almost half of the audience voted for him? This can't be real, right?! "
An audience member shouted angrily.
However, the brothers beside him raised their hands one after another.
"I voted for him."
"I voted for him too."
"Sorry, the chicken smells too good …"
An audience member was full of guilt and said with tears streaming down his face.
The audience member who shouted angrily was dumbfounded.
They weren't the only ones who were dumbfounded. Countless famous brands and top celebrities were also dumbfounded. Even Gu Qiu was moved.
She stared blankly at the man on the screen, her cherry lips slightly open and her eyes unblinking. This was the most unstable emotional state she had ever been since she appeared on the stage.
"What kind of monster is this?!" Hong Huang slammed the table, her beautiful eyes looking at the man on the big screen in disbelief.
She admitted that the cooking dance was a pioneer and that the chicken was very fragrant, but this number of votes was too exaggerated.
"This can't be real. This number of votes, how can this be possible?" On the stage, Jin Feihong's eyes were bigger than bells as he stared at the man on the screen in shock.
He only had a little more than 1,000 votes, but Liu Dabao had more than 26,000 votes. This was more than 20 times his. What kind of concept was this?
Not only did Liu Dabao win the championship, but he won it with an absolute crushing of the votes!
This miracle had never happened since Red Ink Workshop was founded on Red Ink Night.
"The champion is … Red Ink Workshop's trainee Liu Dabao!"
"He won the championship with 26720 votes."
"He won the title of Red Ink Night's Flower Queen! Congratulations!! "
Sister Hong was almost trembling as she shouted this name.
She knew that this moment would definitely go down in history.
This was an extremely shocking and grand moment.
Under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of people, An Lin walked up to the stage and stood calmly in front of all the artists. Facing the tens of thousands of people in the audience, he bowed slightly.
He had already expected it, so he wasn't particularly surprised. However, when the result really appeared, a huge stone in his heart was completely lifted, and he still felt relaxed.
"Liu Dabao, congratulations."
At this moment, a warm and gentle voice resounded in his ears.
An Lin turned around and saw a white-clothed woman with a beautiful smile quietly looking at him.
An Lin was a little surprised. Was this the first time Gu Qiu was talking to someone else alone?
"Thank you," An Lin replied politely.
Hei Xuan, Ice Wolf, Yun Xian, and the other celebrities also congratulated An Lin.
Jin Ling Er put her hands on her hips and pouted: "Humph! Didn't you get so many votes by bribing the audience? "
An Lin was shocked. Someone had actually pointed out the true nature of the matter.
He turned to look at Jin Ling 'er.
Jin Ling Er panicked a little under An Lin's gaze, but she still stiffened her neck and said, "What's wrong? You don't accept it? Do you think I'm wrong? "
"Is my chicken fragrant?" An Lin asked without answering her question.
Jin Ling 'er was caught off guard by this question.
She couldn't go against her heart and could only say with difficulty: "Fragrant …"
An Lin chuckled. "That's part of my ability, understand?"
Jin Ling 'er's face became even redder. She pouted her lips and looked away.
Although she wanted to deny it, she understood in her heart that An Lin had indeed won the championship with his own ability. Without that ability, there was no way he could have won the championship!
"Next, let us invite our eighth district's district chief, Hong Huang, to personally crown Liu Dabao as the flower lord!" Sister Hong's voice sounded again.
Heavenly music sounded.
Flower petals rained down from the sky.
A peerlessly beautiful woman walked toward the stage with a flower wreath glowing with divine light in her hand.
An Lin looked at the eighth district's ruler up close. At the same time, she was also the strongest existence in the eighth district. An Lin's strength was in the self-sealing stage, so he couldn't see how deep the other party's cultivation was. It could only be described as unfathomable.
"Congratulations, Liu Dabao."
"You are tonight's flower lord, the most dazzling artiste of Red Ink Night!"
Hong Huang's beauty could be described as soul-stirring, especially when she smiled.
She personally placed the flower wreath glowing with divine light on An Lin's head.
Instantly, countless fireworks bloomed around Red Ink Workshop. Clusters of fireworks bloomed in the night sky, illuminating this huge city.
"Congratulations to trainee Liu Dabao for obtaining the highest number of votes and becoming the flower lord of Red Ink Night." Hong Huang's voice spread throughout the eighth district.
Millions of people were stunned, as if they had heard wrongly.
Trainee?
Flower lord?
What was wrong with this world?
Glory belonged to Liu Dabao.
From tonight onwards, Liu Dabao's name would spread throughout the eighth district.
At the scene of Red Ink Workshop's performance, dreamy flower petals swirled and fell.
Everything was so romantic and beautiful.
He felt a different energy fluctuation from the flower crown on An Lin's head.
That was the aura of the Heavenly Dao!
This discovery made him a little excited.
The applause was thunderous.
After Hong Huang put the flower crown on An Lin, she didn't walk off the stage. She still stood on the stage and said to the audience, "There is one more very important thing."
"Our Red Ink Workshop has a very special rule."
"If an artiste can outspend all the other headliners in a performance with a headliner and get more than twice as many tickets as the headliner with the highest number of tickets on the spot, then that artiste can be directly promoted to the headliner of Red Ink Workshop!"
"Now, Liu Dabao's number of votes is 26720, more than twice Gu Qiu's 11968, so I hereby announce that trainee Liu Dabao has officially become the headliner of Red Ink Workshop!!"
Boom!
This sentence was like a clap of thunder, waking up all the audience.
Yes, because such a situation hadn't happened in a long time, they almost forgot there was such a rule. Now that they thought about it carefully, trainee Liu Dabao was actually able to stand out in such a terrifying competition on the night of Red Ink and obtain more than twice the number of votes of Gu Qiu. What level of difficulty was this challenge?
And Liu Dabao actually did it?!
Awesome, really too awesome!!
"Liu Dabao!"
"Liu Dabao!"
"Liu Dabao!!"
One by one, the audience began to shout Liu Dabao's name.
At first, there were thousands of people, but in the end, tens of thousands of people shouted at the same time.
They all loved and admired An Lin's talent from the bottom of their hearts.
The sound converged into a wave, breaking through Red Ink Workshop and reaching the sky.
An Lin stood in the center of the stage, listening to the deafening shouts and screams, and smiled happily.
At this moment, he knew he had done it.
He had successfully become the headliner of Red Ink Workshop!
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