"With the Maestro's blatant favoritism, obviously he could win, but we don't accept it!"
Some of those objecting to this felt suddenly hesitant upon hearing these claims.
After all, everything from the lyrics to the composition was Xian Yu's doing.
So was this championship actually belonging to Xian Yu or to the Prince of Lanling…
Just as they were caught in this quandary,
All the barrage of comments turned into a wild celebration against the Prince of Lanling!
It was as if these folks had morphed into a prehistoric monster!
And the sole purpose of this monstrous creature was to tear the universally hated Prince of Lanling to shreds, to devour him utterly!
The audience was straining their eyes waiting.
Where was the Prince of Lanling?
Why hadn't he unmasked yet?
The restlessness in the venue was escalating.
The noise from the audience was growing louder.
Some even wondered...
Had the Prince of Lanling run away?
Had the pressure gotten too much?
So he didn't dare to unmask himself?
If that was the case, it could somewhat be understood.
'Universally hated' might sound funny and juvenile, but somehow it felt apt when applied to the Prince of Lanling.
He was indeed hated universally!
Even if he became the champion!
Host Anhong could only force a bitter smile to placate the crowd: "Prince of Lanling is changing his clothes. He will unmask himself in front of everybody shortly…"
An elevator surfaced from the front.
The elevator door opened, and a slender figure walked out.
This person was still wearing the familiar mask of the Prince of Lanling, but he had changed into a simpler costume. Judging from his physique, it seemed...
In the venue, in front of the screens!
Everyone was staring at this man!
The gaze of some was so intense it seemed like they could burn off his mask with just their eyes!
He took off the mask.
Gently, he removed the mask.
Countless cameras pointed at him, bright lights, a restless crowd!
All these circumstances.
Made Lin Yuan feel a bit lost.
When he first removed the mask, he instinctively covered his face, his heart rate involuntarily quickened a bit.
He was still feeling a bit uncomfortable.
It seemed like he had to reveal his face now.
This was not only a rule of the competition but also a promise Lin Yuan had made to himself.
His hand slowly lowered, trying to accept everything he had once resisted…
"Really, who is that?"
The audience was staring straight at the stage.
The sparks in some viewers' eyes were already about to burst!
Everyone was hoping that hand would swiftly take off.
Preferably within zero point zero one seconds!
However, this process lasted four or five seconds. Lin Yuan's face was finally revealed to everyone.
Largely exposed to the world with nothing to hide.
Slanting eyebrows, bright eyes, firm jawline, pursed lips…
At this moment, for many the initial reaction was not to gasp or engage in discussion, but rather a nearly collective…
Was this The Masked Singer?
Was this the champion of the first season?
He's really good-looking, as if he had stepped straight out of a comic, so dazzling as if the light was coming from behind him. But why don't we recognise him at all?
Hey handsome, who are you?
The barrage of comments went crazy, with the program cameramen focusing on his unfairly handsome face, causing a compelling impact based on aesthetics—
"He's revealed! He's revealed! He's revealed!"
"Who the heck is he!"
"This is definitely not the Prince of Lanling I had imagined, but…"
"He's so handsome!!!"
"Really fucking handsome!!!"
"Damn it, we can't be blinded by his looks!"
"He's the Prince of Lanling!"
"His mouth is vile beyond belief!"
"He's a handsome devil!"
"You think just because you're good-looking you can get away with anything!"
"No one's going to save him today!"
The Prince of Lanling is indeed too handsome!
So much so that his face could make almost everyone lose their senses!
The Prince of Lanling is a total stranger!
Did the competition make a mistake?
Of course, this competition would never make a mistake, nor had it ever.
Under everyone's intense gaze, amidst mixed feelings, amidst the confusion of the crowd-
Sun Yaohuo suddenly roars like a madman!
Along with his roar, came Jiang Kui's high-decibel scream!
Zhao Ying Ge was also infected. With tears streaming down her face, she screamed mindlessly, followed by Xia Fan yelling frantically:
And on the judges' side.
Yang Zhongming was laughing hysterically!
He's been waiting for this moment for too long! He had almost blurted out the truth so many times-
So many times, he almost couldn't help but curse at the audience!
But he held back every time. So now he laughs, he laughs wildly!
Next to Yang Zhongming.
Yin Dong is watching Yang Zhongming, dumbfounded.
Ye Zhi Qiu also watches Yang Zhongming, shocked. They've never seen him before.
Zheng Jing actually stood up!
She even delivered a fierce punch on Yang Zhongming's arm!
However, Yang Zhongming continued to laugh, not feeling any pain, only finding this scene fascinatingly hilarious!
"You thought telling me earlier would kill you!?"
Zheng Jing cursed at Yang Zhongming, then disregarded everything and rushed onto the stage. She made a beckoning gesture, her expression somewhat-
Is she giving such high regards for the Prince of Lanling?
The even more jaw-dropping thing was, Yang Zhongming also stood up, heading straight towards host Anhong on the stage.
Anhong was so frightened that he took two steps backwards.
Yang Zhongming grabbed the microphone from him, turned to Lin Yuan and questioned sharply, "I'll ask you again, are you having fun?"
Lin Yuan smiled like a child.
For the first time, he realized that there was nothing to be afraid of the camera.
Yang Zhongming looked at the audience, as if he was looking at countless flustered faces on the screens. Finally, he turned to the Prince of Lanling, "You shouldn't let me announce your name. Tell them yourself. Who! Are! You!"
Lin Yuan had thought of many ways to introduce himself, but when the words reached his mouth, he seemed to become speechless, leaving only a simple and boring sentence:
What surprised Lin Yuan was, after he introduced himself, the scene suddenly fell silent, like someone had muted a heavy rock song playing.
This was an event with thousands in the audience!
At this scene, with thousands of people, it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. It was an ultimate silence, as if everyone had lost their ability to speak, only blank and stupefied faces remained...
Sun Yaohuo and his group suddenly broke the silence, reminding everyone with their method, you did not hear it wrong–
Boom! Like a nuclear fallout!
With Yang Zhongming's words, with the confirmation from Sun Yaohuo and his group, the entire audience stood up suddenly. As though they had rehearsed countless times beforehand, their faces transitioned from stupefaction to utter shock and hysteria!!
Everyone's faces were in a state of speechless shock, even questioning if their ears were playing tricks on them–
At this moment, in front of countless screens, after a brief deathly silence, terrifying screams were let out, just like the boiling atmosphere on-site as if the pressure was reaching a critical point–
This centuries-old building withstood the most horrific audio wave attack in its history, it felt like the whole world was about to explode with these unified screams!