"Are you satisfied now!?"
"Yuan Xi joined this competition for Prince of Lanling, she sang this song for him as well, but I truly feel that it wasn't worth it. Yuan Xi is genuinely hurt!"
"Do you know how hard she worked, Prince of Lanling?"
"She worked so hard, how can Prince of Lanling just dismiss her efforts like that!"
"I feel so bad for Yuan Xi!"
"Prince of Lanling, brace yourself for retaliation!"
"You're about to learn the consequences of shooting your mouth off!"
"Long live the goddess!"
"Cherish your last song, then rip off your mask!"
"None of us will let you off the hook!"
"Revenge Goddess is not alone, she represents all the singers that Prince of Lanling has attacked!"
"We can announce the result now, I don't want to listen to Prince of Lanling singing."
"I suddenly don't like Prince of Lanling anymore."
Fans of Yuan Xi and other singers, as well as netizens who dislike Prince of Lanling are present.
They all have shown up.
Because Prince of Lanling has been flawless recently, these fans momentarily disappeared.
They have never truly vanished!
They have been waiting!
They are waiting for Prince of Lanling to lose the contest!
They are waiting for Prince of Lanling to unveil his mask!
They are waiting for Prince of Lanling's identity to be revealed!
When Prince of Lanling loses the protection of his mask, he will face a storm of criticism!
Today is the final contest, Prince of Lanling's face will be revealed, which is why they have come!
When the sound of the Revenge Goddess' crying echoed."
Even the bystanders felt sorrow.
It seems you have crossed the line.
Only a small group supporting Prince of Lanling are still defiantly holding their ground.
Zheng Jing sighed, said nothing, her expression somewhat intriguing.
If someone understands micro-expressions they might see a fleeting disdain in her eyes.
Yin Dong remains silent.
Ye Zhi Qiu has a conflicted expression.
Yang Zhongming, on the other hand, straightens up in his seat and looks up at Prince of Lanling.
Yuan Xi, you crossed the line.
You have won the support of the world.
But you stand against the giants.
There are more than one of these giants.
You can't block them.
The world can't block them!
The band looks to Lin Yuan.
The sound of the various instruments blended together rings out.
The song information appears on the big screen.
There's no other information.
Yet, just as the music sets in, Lin Yuan suddenly asks, "Why revenge?"
What outrageous crime have I committed that someone has to attack me in the name of "revenge"?
If you're just a little dissatisfied, you shouldn't exaggerate it as "vengeance";
If you only have personal grievances, don't pretend to be singing in the name of the "fans".
And the fans' injustice...
Are they really the same?
Does Prince of Lanling really deserve to be struck down by your so-called sword of vengeance?
Lin Yuan suddenly laughs.
His voice rings out amidst the somewhat complicated laughter:
"In the night sky, you only look at the brightest star."
"In the crowd, you admire the one with the most, the reddest topics."
But it seems as if everything will be torn apart.
Everyone's faces changed, everyone heard the undeniable laughter in Lin Yuan's voice.
The audience is angry!
The fans are angry too!
What are you laughing about!
What right do you have to laugh!
She's crying, yet you're still laughing!
Is this a joke to you?
Just then, in front of countless cameras, Yang Zhongming suddenly reveals a smile, a straightforward smile.
A simple and direct smile.
Why is Yang Zhongming smiling too?
Those who saw this moment were stunned. In such a sad atmosphere, no one knows why Yang Zhongming is smiling, the same as no one understands why Prince of Lanling is smiling.
Yang Zhongming gazed at Prince of Lanling.
You're not really "indifferent."
Go ahead and respond!
Yang Zhongming's smile suddenly faded.
Lin Yuan's laughter ceased at the same time.
This time, his voice carried a touch of mockery, as if taunting the world.
He didn't mock anyone, and he didn't challenge anyone.
He was just mocking himself:
"Everyone craves standing at the center of the stage."
"The spotlight only flickers for me."
"Who cares what you think when the show is over and the curtain is down?"
"Who cares what you do?"
The barrage kept cursing.
Some audience members frowned.
Lin Yuan didn't see it.
But he seemed to hear it.
He slightly shook his head, at this moment he wanted to ask Revenge Goddess another question:
Is the injustice that big?
Lin Yuan didn't understand, but he seemed to get it, so he didn't ask, and didn't need to ask anymore:
"Exaggeration is not a crime."
"It satisfies a dull and empty life."
"Those prying eyes, those gossipping mouths."
"Amuse themselves after every meal."
Lin Yuan, looking at the subtly changing faces of the audience, seemed to ask:
"Must we exaggerate?"
"Disregard right and wrong, real and fake."
"Packaging is more valuable than the show!"
"Who's speaking the truth?"
When this verse appeared, the lyrics hammered onto the big screen one by one, Lin Yuan's voice seemed wild, and the barrage of curses before the screen came to a sudden halt!