Chapter 72: This Stage is It’s Blowing, But My Dream Cannot Stop
Shen Qing did not doubt Liangying’s speculation.
Wang Peng looking for Xia Qing and them just now definitely wasn’t for anything good.
After interacting for these two months, Shen Qing had long since figured out his personality; this person was a bit petty and narrow-minded.
But were his words really useful?
If they were useful, Liangying would have already been on the PK Stage.
Unless he had the Station Director step in to apply pressure…
But would a leader of a department-level unit resort to such a minor tactic for a competition? Logically, no.
Such a big shot might disdain to do so…
But Shen Qing didn’t want to gamble on the magnanimity of big shots; he didn’t want to leave his fate to others to decide. Within the scope of what was possible, he had to make appropriate defenses.
“It’s fine, you sing with peace of mind.”
“Mhm, I will definitely sing that song well, so they can’t find any fault with it, and all the fans will like it. I don’t believe they’ll eliminate me so brazenly!”
“Yes, you need to show that kind of Courage, that’s my good Liangying.”
Shen Qing’s few words made Liangying happy like a child.
She looked up at Shen Qing with a smile, “Every time I finish talking with you, I feel so at ease. You’re like my father… giving me a great sense of security.”
Father?
Good heavens, you really do have a father complex!
No wonder Shen Qing always felt something was a bit off with Liangying these past few months; she was too clingy!
“If you don’t mind, you can consider me your ‘spiritual father.’ I don’t mind having an excellent daughter like you.”
“Ah? Spiritual father?”
“Mhm.”
“What kind of father is that?”
“You’ve stumped me. How about we go to an internet cafe tomorrow and ask the experts on Tieba… someone should be able to answer for me.”
…
Just as Liangying returned to the stage, Shen Qing hesitated for a moment before deciding to counterattack Wang Peng.
He absolutely could not sit and wait for death.
Even less could he place all his hopes on the ‘fair and just’ Judges.
That would be too passive.
Shen Qing turned and walked towards the Liangfen fans, calling out in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, “Liangfen, the moment of decisive battle has arrived. Do you think Liangying can win?”
Tonight, the Liangfen were already brimming with pent-up energy. Now that someone had taken the lead in expressing their emotions, everyone immediately found common ground.
The dozens of people around Shen Qing shouted in unison, “Liangying must win!”
However.
Shen Qing did not continue with further slogans.
For this kind of thing, it was enough to start it; the rest was up to the most suitable people.
He went to a few Liangfen he was more familiar with. Over these two months, these few fan leaders had often interacted with Shen Qing in QQ groups, and they all knew each other.
Shen Qing whispered a few words into their ears.
Among them, a female Liangfen nodded enthusiastically, “Brother Qing, don’t worry, leave it to me. Haha, this is too Awesome.”
Then.
She stood in the spot where Shen Qing had been and, following Shen Qing’s words, excitedly shouted, “Liangfen, are the Super Girl Judges fair?”
Several other Liangfen responded loudly: Fair!
She asked again in a loud voice.
This time, the Liangfen in the Studio actually joined in the chant: Fair! Fair! Fair!
Meanwhile, Shen Qing had already retreated, his merit unacknowledged, and returned to his original seat, quietly watching the Liangfen perform as if the scene had nothing to do with him.
…
The Judges, hosts, contestants, and staff were all stunned.
What was going on?
You could play it like this?
The most bewildered person was naturally Wang Peng, who was standing by the glass window of the Director’s room, gritting his teeth as he watched everything unfold below.
“Damn Shen Qing, trying to pressure us with fans!”
“Damn it, young people have sharp minds, but I’m definitely not done with you. The Finals haven’t even started yet, and their fate is still in my hands…”
At this moment.
The Liangfen’s shouts continued, and their voices were remarkably unified, as if they had been trained in advance, stunning the other contestants and fans.
“Liangfen, can Liangying win?”
“Liangying must win * 200”
…
“Liangfen, are the Judges fair?”
“Absolutely fair! * 200”
…
“Liangfen, is Mango TV fair?”
“Absolutely fair! * 200”
…
Again and again, they stopped only when the commercial break ended.
Others: Wait, you can play it like this?
But the Liangfen were still very excited, even wanting to shout a few more times, as such an opportunity was too rare.
This level of organization and coordination could only be achieved by fans at a football stadium, right?
So satisfying, so satisfying!!
…
Wang Peng was completely dumbfounded.
He hadn’t expected Shen Qing’s organizational skills to be so strong!
And that he would play it like this!
In such broad daylight, 200 fans shouting slogans at the production team, was this Awesome? Was this proper? This was improper!
Isn’t this just indirect pressure?
If there were an ‘unfair’ selection, wouldn’t it lead to a ‘mass incident’?
Mass incident…
These four words were like a death knell, scaring Wang Peng into a sweat, his legs feeling numb and sore, almost unable to stand steady.
Wang Peng dared not gamble!
If he gambled wrong and forcibly sent Zhang Liangying to the PK Stage, causing dissatisfaction among the Liangfen, and they all rushed onto the stage to demand an explanation, it would be over.
This was a national live broadcast…
At the same time, Vice Director Li, who was having a small gathering with friends, was unaware of what was happening in the Studio.
If he knew that Wang Peng was acting like a tiger borrowing its might, and that there was a possibility of a ‘mass incident,’ he would probably wet his pants from fright.
Thinking of this, Wang Peng’s face turned pale.
He swallowed, held his breath, and picked up his earpiece, saying, “This is Wang Peng. Notify Hei Nan and Xia Qing to give their comments truthfully this round…”
…
The television screen had already switched to the stage.
Li Xiang and Wang Han had not yet recovered from their shock, but the commercial break was over, and they had to start hosting the show.
Li Xiang: “Welcome back. We forgot to remind everyone, be sure to send your Text Messages early. This round of our competition will be over soon.”
Wang Han: “That’s right, every vote of yours is crucial. Hurry up and pick up your lucky hands and vote for the four contestants on stage.”
Li Xiang: “Alright, let’s start singing now. We invite our Liangying to sing first. Liangying, what song are you bringing?”
At this moment.
Zhang Liangying had not yet recovered from Shen Qing’s clever maneuver. Li Xiang called her twice before she responded.
Zhang Liangying smiled and said, “Ah, I’m here…”
Fans in front of the TV: “Hahaha, Liangying is so cute, she was spacing out just now, right?”
Li Xiang smiled and said, “Liangying, what song are you going to sing next?”
Zhang Liangying came back to her senses and said, “The song I’m going to sing was written by my Manager. He said I should be like what the song sings – My Dream, persistently and bravely, without looking back.”
Wang Han: “Wow, I feel like this song has a connection with 《It’s Blowing》? Let me guess, is the song title 《My Dream》?”
Li Xiang: “Could it really be called 《My Dream》?”
“Teacher Wang Han, you guessed correctly. The song title is indeed 《My Dream》.” After a pause, Zhang Liangying continued to explain with a smile, “My Manager said that as we approach the Finals, the stage is 《It’s Blowing《, but 《My Dream《 cannot stop; we must bravely move forward.”
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I originally wanted to write a dedication, but I’ve been very busy with work these past few days and got home very late last night.
Old readers familiar with Wang Dong should know that I, Ah Dong, am a part-time writer. I basically start writing every night after getting home from work.
The performance of this book is actually very good. I really want to update 10,000 characters daily, but time and typing speed don’t allow it. I’m truly helpless. I can’t even do a burst update after it’s put on shelves, and I feel very guilty.
I only got into bed at 2 AM last night and woke up past 5 AM this morning to organize the manuscript. I basically haven’t rested （ it’s really not laziness ）.
It might be very difficult to achieve a daily update of 10,000 characters for this book in the future, but I will maintain an update of 6,000 characters per day. I hope everyone can support us as we accompany the protagonist and Liangying to the pinnacle of the world’s music scene!
Thank you for your support, Ah Dong will definitely work hard and not be lazy!
