CH 19

He Yun crouched wretchedly in the corridor with a face of disbelief and horror.

He slowed down with difficulty and picked up the light computer that was thrown aside.

The small program he had set up did not close the entrance to the room. Rather, it was to delay the opening time of the room secretly. Before the opening time, the network users were not allowed to enter.

However, the identities of the group of people who joined the room …… they weren’t restricted by whether the room was open or not, and they could enter whenever and wherever they wanted.

To be precise, their identities were so powerful that there were no restrictions in the empire –

All of them were high ranking elites from the government, the military, and large business groups.

How could such people go to see Zhu Qing’an’s sing?

What was Zhu Qing’an’s origin?

He Yun fell to the ground, his eyes red. He took one more look at the room, and his whole body froze again instantly.

Those big shots, found his little program and closed it, all netizens were allowed to enter, and the number of people in the broadcast room shot straight up to ten million ……

He was discovered …..

He Yun closed his eyes in embarrassment.

The light computer communication rang, and a cold female voice came from it, “He Yun. Please come backstage.”

“I can save the world for you……”

The large meeting hall was dark, the only remaining lights converged on the stage in front of them, and the black-haired teenager standing on the stage was cloaked in golden light, becoming the focus of everyone.

The young man’s light and clean voice, accompanied by the mysterious and ancient lyrics, echoed like a breeze in the silent hall.

“Can also destroy the world……”

After the song.

All voices were silent.

The big screen of the live comments also opened.

The teenager bowed to the screen. The slightly transparent white shirt set off his fairer skin, the black pants wrapped around his slender thin legs, and his voice was as nice and gentle as ever.

“Thank you.”

He lifted his head, opened his eyes and looked at the screen.

–Online audience 10,000,000 +

The comments came like a mountain.

[Wow! Is this a song in an ancient Earth language? It’s the first time I heard it! I never thought it would sound so good!]

[Anon is great! There are very few young people who still think about ancient Earth!]

[Reminds me of the ancient earth, the home of all mankind QAQ]

It was so good! It was great!

He looked at the audience’s enthusiastic response, his cheeks were red, he nervously clutched the corner of his shirt, and said thank you again to them.

Only then did he reluctantly leave the studio.

This was his first time singing, and the first time a song in an ancient earth language had appeared on a singing talent show.

Unexpectedly, the response was beyond his expectation.

Outside the room was crowded with people, but they were all surrounded by security guards outside and did not cause difficulties for Zhu Qing’an.

The only two people standing in front of Zhu Qing’an was an old man who was more than half a century old and Zhu Qing’an’s temporary assistant.

Temporary assistant: “Qing’an. This old man is the famous old singer Yun Zhiye, who also came to listen to the song in the audience.”

Yun Zhiye ……?

Zhu Qing’an thought the name was a bit familiar, but couldn’t remember who it was for a while. He nodded and smiled lightly at the old man, “Good day, grandpa.”

The old man was very enthusiastic and shook Zhu Qing’an’s hand, “Your song is really good. It evokes the longing for ancient earth in everyone’s bones.”

The temporary assistant nodded and echoed to Zhu Qing’an, “In this programme many elites from various fields of the empire came over to listen to your song. They are all old friends invited by old Mr. Yun Zhiye. They also like your song a lot.”

Zhu Qing’an was confused for a moment.

He finally remembered who Yun Zhiye was.

It was his “little fan” who had helped him review the song the other day.

The little fan even said that he would bring other friends to listen to the song. Zhu Qing’an simply thought it was just a simple little sister and brother.

Zhu Qing’an: “……”

He was still completely unaware of it.

Yun Zhiye and his friends, all of whom were famous figures in the empire, had certain imperial authority. It was only then that they were able to enter the room that had been tampered with by He Yun and discover He Yun’s footwork. Only then could Zhu Qing’an’s song be broadcasted smoothly.

Zhu Qing’an’s cheeks reddened as he scratched his head and bowed to Yun Zhiye: “Thank you for your support, grandpa.”

Yun Zhiye laughed brightly and patted the teenager’s shoulder, “Too respectful. I like this kind of person, consider being my disciple?”

Zhu Qing’an was even more at a loss: “Ah ……”

Yun Zhiye: “The award ceremony is about to start, so grandpa won’t take up your time. Hurry up and go.”

Before Zhu Qing’an could react, he was dragged by the temporary assistant to the award hall.

Now that all the artists had finished performing, the popularity rankings given by audience response had been calculated. The organizers of the show would give awards to the top three in order.

Zhu Qing’an was a little nervous, he was curious about what place he got.

Many great stars participated in this programme, their popularity value was 80% higher than Zhu Qiang’an.

The hall was crowded and full of people.

Zhu Qing’an sat in the front row of his seat.

He opened his light computer and poked open a private message with his teacher.

-He could successfully perforn, of course, because of his teacher.

[Strawberry cupcake: The talent show is over! The performance and audience response were great! Thank you, thank you teacher! Love you teacher! [Pictures]]

He also sent an emoji of a small doughnut with a red face sending a small heart.

[Anonymous: Congratulations.]

[Strawberry Shortcake: Thank you teacher =3=]

[Anonymous: Kid, did you figure out what I want for tuition :)?

[Strawberry Shortcake: Star, star coins?]

[Anonymous: I’m not short of money. What I’m short of, you’ve already been hinted at earlier.]

Zhu Qing’an: “……”

How did he know what the other party wanted ……

He scratched his head anxiously.

[Anonymous: I only have one friend.]

Zhu Qing’an：!!!

He got it!

[Strawberry Shortcake: Teacher, you want to be friends with me?]

[Anonymous: Hmm.]

Zhu Qing’an：”……”

He was a little surprised that this was all the other wanted.

It was easy to be a friend, and Zhu Qing’an could do it very well.

[Strawberry Shortcake: Of course you can! Teacher you are my friend!]

[Anonymous: As a friend, I want to get to know you.]

The lights in the hall had been turned on and the award ceremony was about to begin.

Zhu Qing’an frowned and looked at the light computer.

It was normal for friends to want to get to know each other …… start from childhood?

[Strawberry cupcake: I ah, I’m just an ordinary Imperial citizen. Well, no parents, adopted by a woman, and then I lived in her restaurant as a worker, often didn’t have enough to eat …. But now it’s good, I’ve escaped and have my own little business and new life!]

The emoji was a small white dumpling, lying on the ground and crying.

His childhood was Zhu Qing’an’s biggest regret.

He didn’t have a childhood, as a child, he suffered from exhausting loneliness. He grew up to become unusually quiet and introverted, and sometimes he envied people who had a happy childhood.

He didn’t want other children to not have a childhood, so he did his best to adopt some cubs and help.

After this message was sent.

The other side was unexpectedly silent for a long time.

Zhu Qing’an sighed.

The host had already started talking, so Zhu Qing’an could only turn off the light computer for the time being.

Host: “Before the award ceremony begins, I’ll make an announcement. There is a situation in this talent show, He Yun, an artist under Dreamboat Entertainment, was involved in fake singing and song theft during the competition ……”

“The organizer cancelled He Yun’s participation, and his entertainment company has dismissed him and claimed the corresponding legal compensation.”

The words just fell.

When a figure in the audience stood up. It was He Yun, with a haggard face and hair in disarray. He screamed with all his might: “I didn’t steal Zhu Qing’an’s song! I sang that song myself! It was Zhu Qing’an who slandered me!”

His scarlet eyes glared at Zhu Qing’an, as he acted like a pained victim.

The host made a gesture and a video was released through the big screen.

It was a video of He Yun singing on the player, and it didn’t take long for a comment to reveal that he was faking his singing.

He dropped the microphone in panic and confusion.

“Bang–“, the microphone smashed on the ground, and a small object popped out of the torn microphone.

The camera zoomed in.

It was obviously a small speaker, a tool used to play songs, he hust lip-synched without making a sound.

Ironclad evidence was revealed.

He Yun froze.

The host said icily: “In addition to this. You also tampered with the backstage room, trying to make Zhu Qing’an fail. Also, in the process of popularity voting before the start of the talent show, you attacked Zhu Qing’an on the internet.”

“Not only did you affect the order of the Starlight talent show and cause serious public impact, you also caused harm to Zhu Qing’an’s person.”

“How are you going to explain these things?”

Zhu Qing’an was not interested in this matter.

He lowered his head and played with his light computer.

His teacher, still didn’t reply.

Maybe he was busy ……?

Zhu Qing’an thought.

Zhu Qing’an put on his headphones and opened False Love.

He was going straight to view the 02 memory fragments this time –

Several boxes popped up in the game interface.

[Ding! To encourage you to interact with your lover! The game will reward you with a new set of game background and character costumes!]

Zhu Qing’an: “!”

New game background ……!

It meant that he didn’t have to use that flirty pink girl’s room background anymore, and his paper man could get new clothes!

Zhu Qing’an was stupidly excited.

[Reward condition: view 02 memory fragments first.]

He closed the box and opened Qin Hengyi’s small photo album.

The second memory fragment unlocked, and the marker presented a black singing microphone.

Currently, Zhu Qing’an couldn’t think of any connection between the cold Qin Hengyi and the microphone.

Zhu Qing’an clicked in.

A small video about Qin Hengyi’s past began to play.

But when he saw the beginning of the video content.

His eyebrow squeezed together.