Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1568 - 753

Cheng Jiashu stood among the mentors, his powerful voice resonating through the speakers:

"If the song ’Until the End of the World’ during the auditions revealed the ultimate stubbornness and explosiveness in your soul; then tonight’s song ’Invisible Wings’ has completely showcased the divine comfort in your voice!"

He leaned forward, his gaze fixed on Zhou Xiumei:

"The standard of the lyrics and melody of this song is phenomenal. It is completely eligible to enter this year’s Top 100 Golden Songs Chart in the Chinese music scene, and even contend for the Song of the Year Champion."

"Xiumei, your friend is an extraordinary genius, and you are the sole interpreter of this masterpiece!"

Another veteran female singer quickly grabbed the microphone, her expression somewhat excited:

"Contestant Zhou Xiumei, there’s a rare sincerity in your voice. In today’s music industry, too many people rely on technique, on electronic music, on elaborate arrangements, but tonight, you pierced through everyone’s mental defenses simply with the most genuine emotion."

"The song is indeed a rare gem, but your performance on stage was even more perfect and admirable, I must award you full marks!"

In the subsequent review session, it instantly turned into a battle among the four mentors.

"Xiumei, choose me, join my team. My team has the top production resources in the country, I can tailor an entire album for you!"

"You’re better off choosing me! I came from a singer-songwriter background, I can teach you how to incorporate this emotional quality into your future creations!"

Watching the four high-ranking mentors fighting fiercely over Zhou Xiumei, nearly arguing, the audience erupted in waves of good-natured laughter.

Eventually, Zhou Xiumei, holding the microphone with both hands, blushing slightly, looked toward Cheng Jiashu with a hint of shyness:

"Thank you to all the teachers for your kindness... I would like to choose Teacher Cheng Jiashu. Because he is my idol on this singing path."

"Hahaha, fantastic!"

Cheng Jiashu excitedly slammed the table, unabashedly opened his arms and cheered.

Sitting in the audience, Fang Cheng saw this scene and a smile curved at the corner of his lips.

He felt quite satisfied with his skillful use of "Divine Power" to create a resonating effect throughout the venue for Zhou Xiumei.

Even Cheng Jiashu, an S-Class expert, was somewhat affected by the spiritual power transmitted through the song, appearing a bit excited.

Truth be told, although this guy is secretly a psycho murderer, outwardly, he indeed is the top idol in today’s music scene, possessing a vast fan base and influence.

Zhou Xiumei joining his team not only gains the best promotional resources but also means that in the upcoming competition, no one would dare to secretly cause trouble.

After all, the consequences of angering a madman cloaked in idol garb are not something the average person can bear.

The host returned to the stage, announcing Zhou Xiumei’s voting results and final score.

The result was predictable.

All four mentors awarded full marks, the site audience voting approval rate reached ninety-nine percent, and the television text voting broke the record for the highest individual count in multiple seasons.

As for why the remaining one percent of the audience pressed the veto button.

Clearly, it was other contestants’ friends and family making decisions driven by jealousy against their conscience.

The competition wasn’t formally over, but Zhou Xiumei had already stormed into the nationwide Top 20 finals in absolute dominant fashion as the top seed of the qualifiers.

This put immense pressure on the subsequent contestants to perform.

With such excellence preceding them, no matter how outstanding their performance, compared with ’Invisible Wings,’ it seemed dim in contrast.

As the last contestant finished their performance, the host once again took the stage for closing remarks.

Accompanied by the thunderous applause and exit music, tonight’s live broadcast concluded perfectly.

An hour later, the backstage of the television station was bustling.

The narrow corridor was packed with contestants preparing to leave, busy agents, and staff transporting props, chattering constantly.

Fang Cheng held Wen Xin in one hand and protected Bean with the other, pushing open the dressing room door.

"Brother Cheng!"

In the room, Zhou Xiumei, having just removed her makeup and changed back into casual clothes, immediately came forward.

She tightly embraced the golden honorary medal representing her qualification for the national Top 20, cheeks flushed.

At the sight of Fang Cheng, she could no longer contain her excitement, rushing forward like a homing oriole diving into Fang Cheng’s arms.

"Brother Cheng... I did it! I really did it!"

Zhou Xiumei pressed her face against Fang Cheng’s chest, her voice tinged with a sob, shoulders slightly trembling.

Fang Cheng wrapped his arm around her slender waist, gently stroking her smooth long hair with his right hand, speaking softly:

"Yes, I saw it. You sang beautifully; you were the most dazzling star in the room tonight."

"Xiumei Sister is amazing!"

Wen Xin tugged at Zhou Xiumei’s skirt, looking up to praise her:

"When you sing, it’s like a fairy descending to earth. Even the uncles and aunties sitting next to me were cheering for you!"

Bean also mustered the courage to speak softly:

"Sister Zhou... your singing was really beautiful."

Fang Cheng took a pack of tissues from his pocket, pulling out one and handing it to Zhou Xiumei:

"Alright, wipe your tears quickly, cry anymore and your eyes will swell like walnuts, that won’t be pretty."

"Okay..."

Zhou Xiumei lifted her head from Fang Cheng’s embrace, flushed as she took the tissue, wiping her eyes, then shyly ruffled the hair of the two little girls.