One hour, two hours...

Time passed bit by bit and many people were already waiting in the live stream.

It was then that all the little fresh meats appeared together and began expressing their feelings.

"Come on, Tao'zi. This is the most critical battle! I hope everyone will support Tao'zi, thank you!"

"The final battle of King of Masked Singers is live tonight! Please don't miss it, and don't forget to vote for Taotao! He's my godbrother."

"I can see Taotao's efforts and I fully expect him to reach the finals. It's only right. He never even went out before the competition, and he's proficient in lots of stuff, like singing, dancing, and rap. Taotao's fans must support him."

Five!

Ten!

Twenty!

The little fresh meats were also posting their statuses and used their popularity to solicit votes for Taotao. Those little fresh meats still had to stake their claim.

Other netizens were discussing it too.

[Hanhan is canvassing votes for Taotao.]

[Little Feng spoke too.]

[Are these little fresh meats joining hands? Superman is going to lose this one.]

[Damn, so many helping hands. Amazing.]

[DUH. He's in a whole different league. All the people he knows are amazing people.]

[Isn't this against the rules? The competition hasn't started and the song hasn't even been sung yet, but you're all canvassing votes at this time? Is this even a singing competition? Or is this a competition to prove who is more popular? F*ck!]

[This is unacceptable!]

[Damn, their abilities have become superficial.]

[Isn't Superman going to announce his identity yet? Maybe he can get a few votes.]

[What's the use of announcing it? Will he ever be on the same level as this little fresh meat?]

[Hope is too slim.]

...

That night.

Live at the King of Masked Singers.

The audience had already entered.

"Sensei Teng is here."

"Sensei Luo has also entered the guest area."

Those eliminated singers took their seat as guests in the final.

Senseis Luo and Teng were talking quietly among themselves.

"Have you read Weibo?"

"How can anyone not know such a huge incident?"

"Superman probably won't be able to handle it if those little fresh meat canvassed for votes like that."

"It's a shame our popularity is too low. We'll be made the butt of jokes if we solicit votes."

...

In a gathering among members of the music circle.

"Has it started yet?"

"Almost."

"Who do you think can win?"

"Superman probably can't beat Zhang Tao."

"That might not necessarily be the case. That little fresh meat lacks singing ability."

"The problem now is that the little fresh meat doesn't have to rely on any ability."

"It's so irritating. These little fresh meats are a scourge! Can't they be brought down to reality?"

...

Various media companies.

The reporters were still at work. They finished writing their drafts as they waited for the finals to end.

"This is the ultimate showdown."

"One is a little fresh meat while the other relies on real talent. Who will come out victorious?"

"Who knows."

"Little fresh meats have long swarmed the entertainment industry. There's a high chance that Superman will be eliminated."

...

In the live stream.

[Look guys, it's about to start!]

[They're going straight to the draw.]

[Taotao will go second.]

[F*ck, Superman will go first again?]

[Hahaha, tough luck for this guy.]

...

On the other side of the scene, the emcee Luo Sisi was also interviewing the audience. "The competition is about to begin. Would you like to say any words of encouragement?"

"Come on, Taotao."

"You must win this."

"Come on Superman, I really love the songs you sing and I'm a big fan of you!"

"Superman, I look forward to hearing you sing!"

Fans on both sides began shouting their lungs out, but Superman's fans were obviously more restrained than Zhang Tao's fans. On the other end, Zhang Tao's fans babbled one after another into the microphone.

"Taotao! You're the best! We're here to cheer you on!"

"The title of Masked Singer King will definitely be Taotao's! I hope everyone will vote for Taotao! He's worked really hard."

"Ah, Taotao is so handsome! Taotao will win!"

Soon.

Luo Sisi took the stage and announced. "Everyone! This third round, which is also the final, starts now! Let us welcome our first singer to the stage!"

The whole venue fell silent.

Everyone in front of the live stream turned quiet too.

The lights shone on the entrance to the stage.

Ye Lingchen was already waiting there. He maintained his cool temperament and walked slowly onto the stage.

Everyone was looking at him.

They were all curious to know what Ye Lingchen would sing.

Would it be a new song?

What would he do to counter the popular little fresh meat who solicited votes everywhere?

Ye Lingchen nodded slightly at the band.

The band conductor nodded back in response.

The next moment, music began filling the air. It was a very special tune and the prelude was very catchy.

The audience stared at him.

The guest looked at him.

Chen Xiaoyan clenched her fists.

The audience in the live stream did not blink at all.

Ye Lingchen raised the microphone and sang in a low voice:

"Will you hold the line

"When every one of them has given up or given in, tell me

"In this house of mine

"Nothing ever comes without a consequence or cost, tell me"

The audience was stunned.

The people in the live room looked stunned.

It was a new song.

Moreover...it was an English song!

While Ye Lingchen sang, the lyrics also appeared on the rear screen of King of Masked Singers, accompanied by a translation in Chinese.

The name of the song was Natural.

The singing continued, and Ye Lingchen gazed down.

He built up the momentum.

"That's the price you pay

"Leave behind your heartache, cast away

"Just another product of today

"Rather be the hunter than the prey"

The voice rose gradually in tone, as if an unyielding force was awakening.

There was an inexplicable strength in the melody, with the audiences' hearts becoming increasingly tempestuous as they listened to the song and read the lyrics.

All of a sudden, Ye Lingchen's voice suddenly exploded with power.

"And you're standing on the edge

"Face up cause you're a

"Na-tural

"A beating heart of stone

"You gotta be so cold

"To make it in this world

"Yeah, you're a natural

"Living your life cutthroat

"You gotta be so cold

"Yeah, you're a na-tu-ral."

Everyone who was watching live stood up with goose bumps all over their bodies. The intensity from the song poured into their bodies and numbed their scalps.

Shocking!

It was incredible!

Their hearts were thumping wildly!

Their bodies were shaking!

The song was not only amazing, but had a magnetic appeal too.

The audience was silenced!

At this moment, the entire world revolved only around with that charismatic figure who held the mic and stood on stage.

He then crooned softly:

"Deep inside me, I'm fading to black, I'm fading

"Took an oath by the blood of my hand, won't break it

"I can taste it, the end is upon us, I swear

"Gonna make it."

Crushing!

Explosive!

Domineering!

Impassioned!

The atmosphere in the audience changed dramatically!

At that moment, many audience members suddenly stretched their hands and raised a fluorescent board with the name 'Superman' written on each side. They stood upright and flashed their lights!

One!

Ten!

A hundred!

Everyone raised up the fluorescent board with Superman's name!

They had stars in their eyes!

The camera panned over!

The scene was just shocking!