Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity

On the stage, the recording of the show was nearing its end, and eight hundred audience members began to vote.

On the big screen, the numbers shot up from one hundred. Two hundred, three hundred, and they kept climbing to five hundred sixty without any signs of stopping, and only after reaching six hundred fifty did they slowly start to slow down.

This was something that had never happened since the start of the show. All the guests were numb with astonishment as the votes hit seven hundred.

"Seven hundred votes?" Jiang Jingsheng was a bit stunned.

"Seven hundred ten now," Hou Xueheng added.

"Seven hundred ten and still rising, how many will there be?" Zhang Yuqi said with a smile still on her face.

"It's got to surpass Teacher Hou, for the first time," Wang Yu was also smiling, not worried about Hou Xueheng getting upset; on the contrary, he knew Hou Xueheng enjoyed hearing this.

"It would be normal to surpass me, given my age...." Hou Xueheng was still speaking when he glanced over and saw Lin Wanzhou's votes had already surpassed seven hundred thirty.

It was hard to maintain composure, and this was the first time the stage had seen seven hundred thirty votes. What was even more terrifying was... the count had not stopped. Even though the pace was very slow, it was still inching up.

Back in the guests' resting room, Pei Muchan was also a bit dazed.

On the stage, Lin Wanzhou's votes were slowly approaching the seven hundred forty she desired. Suddenly, her emotions became complicated, unsure of what to say.

Coming to Jianye, had she been wrong from the start?

Xu Qingyan watched expressionlessly, closely observing the rising numbers, undisturbed in his heart. It was too late for the production team to manipulate the votes now, first place had already been given away.

There would be no surprise, first place belonged to Lin Wanzhou.

As for Pei Muchan, she would naturally have to accept the fate of being eliminated, returning to Jianye dejectedly with only a nominal appearance fee. When the program was finally edited and aired, all would be settled.

Have a brief appearance on the show, then dissipate some popularity, and finally disappear quietly.

It wasn't that the production team liked to offend people, but the show had never been much related to them from the start, and the set production flow wouldn't change.

In variety shows, performance is all that matters; having a good song can only serve as the icing on the cake. The production team didn't value talent; balancing relationships between parties was what they had to consider.

Who gets eliminated and when, who advances, and when—everything can be cut and edited, even voice tuning. Everything is manipulable, as long as it doesn't cross a certain line.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

For directors, "I Am the Song King" was just another variety show project. Professional directors are highly capable, moving onto the next project once they finish one.

This line of work doesn't have high barriers to entry; to put it a bit excessively, almost anyone could do it.

The difference lies in the fact that industry insiders often back major companies. First-rate directors control a plethora of resources and have professional teams under them.

They can monopolize most of the quality variety show projects. Investors trust them on the premise that they are reliable enough; if not outstanding, at least they must complete the projects steadily.

In doing so, they clarify the competition rules and increase viewer ratings.

And more importantly, fulfill collaborations with certain companies, all part of the so-called behind-the-scenes deals. For the production team, it's also part of their work objectives.

It doesn't matter whether Xu Qingyan is from humble beginnings or Pei Muchan is a has-been minor celebrity managing a small studio. Even if the opposing party is a big star, the production team must fulfill their

Having a big name that brings in high ratings is certainly profitable, but if it affects the investors' favored contenders, then it's not worth it.

Moreover, "I Am the Song King" was already in its fifth season and had already established a part of its fanbase. The elimination of Pei Muchan wouldn't affect its reputation.

Besides, the editing in post-production could make Pei Muchan's elimination seem less abrupt. And after all, with Pei Muchan gone, wasn't Lin Wanzhou still there?

As long as Lin Wanzhou remained, the original songs wouldn't stop.

Anyone with discernment could see that the investors were betting on Jiang Jingsheng. They had been biased from the start, setting the stage with all the bells and whistles and showcasing a variety of singing and dancing styles.

Indeed, Jiang Jingsheng was sufficiently excellent and had indeed garnered a large fanbase of female fans. But what people feared most was comparison, as the competitive songs on stage were mostly covers prior to this.

It wasn't until the production team brought in Pei Muchan and Lin Wanzhou that Xu Qingyan's original songs created immense pressure for them, like pressing three pressure cookers into one. Discover hidden tales at empire

Jiang Jingsheng initially only needed to closely follow Hou Xueheng and then make a strong push at the end to rightfully take the champion's spot.

But now...forget following Hou Xueheng, his mindset was nearly shattered by the two young divas. With each song being an original hit, how could he compete?

With Pei Muchan eliminated, he had initially felt a sense of relief. But then he turned his head and saw Lin Wanzhou's votes soar past seven hundred thirty, and they still hadn't come to a complete stop.

The current vote count, seven hundred thirty-five.

With the final voting time remaining, the last forty seconds were left. Jiang Jingsheng blinked, and the number jumped forward again, seven hundred thirty-six now.

His mind frayed, the cracks continued to widen.

"Let's look forward to the final thirty seconds, what will Zhouzhou's final score be...!"

Lin Wanzhou was still standing on the stage, under the spotlight, the young girl's expression somewhat uneasy.

In the waiting room below the stage, Xu Qingyan silently watched. He didn't dare to look back at Pei Muchan, but he too was waiting for the final result.

Being eliminated was naturally going to be upsetting.

In a while, she'll probably have to go on stage and deliver insincere remarks, maintaining her composure even if her heart is at its breaking point, still claiming her love for this stage.