Chapter 115 2/2

The three roommates, still staring at the screen, greeted her, and one of them enthusiastically invited her, “Come on, come on, it just started! The exciting part just started! It made me so happy!”

“Unfortunately, I forgot to buy snacks. If we could eat while watching, life would have no regrets.”

“Qianzi, come on, make room for you. Sit here.”

The girl nicknamed Qianzi rejected their invitation with a disgusted expression: “Isn’t it the talent show you guys were talking about days ago? Forget it. I’ll wait until the later rounds when the number of eliminations is more, and then watch. Too many weirdos in the early rounds, it hurts my eyes.”

When her roommates heard this, they reluctantly tore their eyes away from the screen and turned to look at her.

“You have such a distorted sense of aesthetics?”

Qianzi: ???

She had indeed watched talent shows before. Admittedly, the final champions were usually very outstanding, but in the early stages, many contestants seemed to her like mere fillers.

Ugly appearances, lack of talent—just looking at them made her wonder how they managed to get selected in the audition rounds.

While many viewers thought it was harmless because everyone would only focus on the most outstanding contestants, ignoring the rest, Qianzi couldn’t do that!

She wanted to watch the program to see the beautiful performers showcase their brilliant performances, not a bunch of weirdos screaming and yelling.

After watching a few talent shows, Qianzi learned her lesson and became more sensible. She would only watch the final episodes, where the truly skilled contestants faced off against each other—that’s where the real entertainment was.

“I watched a program before with two hundred contestants, and at least a hundred of them were weird-looking. Another thirty were plastic surgery disasters. In this show with six hundred contestants, having a hundred good-looking ones is already the program team showing some conscience.”

“I absolutely won’t watch those ugly weirdos.”

She had initially liked the works produced by Starlight Entertainment and planned to follow the talent show. However, when she heard they had selected six hundred contestants, she immediately gave up.

Idols should have both looks and talent. It wasn’t about quantity; that was just ridiculous.

After she finished speaking, not only the roommate who had just talked to her but also the other two, who had their heads buried in the screen, turned around.

Qianzi: “What’s wrong with you guys?”

One roommate raised the tablet, every tone filled with disbelief. “You call these weirdos?”

Unexpectedly, the image on the tablet fell into Qianzi’s line of sight. Just as she was about to say, “I’m not watching,” the beautiful girl wearing a headset, bending down as if doing a big bow, then standing up steadily, sang lyrics with unwavering stability, immediately capturing her attention.

The brief performance of the beautiful girl ended, and before Qianzi could react, another exotic-looking, game-like costume-wearing, handsome man with a tight and attractive abdomen appeared.

Holding a pipa and wearing a veil that half covered his face, the handsome man started with an aerial somersault, each kick and hand movement filled with a sense of strength.

In just a minute of background music, the handsome man, radiating “bewitching beauty,” reluctantly glanced at the camera, as if pleading with the audience not to let him go. Qianzi almost wanted to shout, “Let him stay, let him stay.”

But in the next second, a mature sister with long legs and a beautiful dance full of wildness successfully made Qianzi forget the previous handsome man. She became completely immersed in the mesmerizing dance of the beautiful sister, forgetting the previous performer.

Then another handsome man came…

At this moment, Qianzi felt as if she were possessed by an ancient emperor, with countless beauties possessing both literary and martial talents and overwhelming beauty ready for her admiration.

“Is the show so intense right from the beginning? Aren’t these programs supposed to build up gradually, increasing the excitement step by step?”

“Didn’t they say the live broadcast for the first episode would last for five hours? Why did they start with such an explosive performance? What’s next?”

Roommates: “The performers you just watched are considered average in this show.”

Qianzi: “…”

Roommates: “Each contestant’s one-minute performance is as exciting as what you just saw, and sometimes even more powerful and thrilling.”

Qianzi: “…”

Roommates: “Join us?”

Qianzi: “…”

She quickly squeezed to the side, took out potato chips, chicken feet, and spicy strips from her bag, and happily joined her roommates.

“I have snacks! Let’s enjoy them together!”

Similar scenes were unfolding in different places.

Not everyone might understand idol fandom or appreciate stage performances, but most people have a good sense of appreciating beauty.

In a warm home, the father, holding a glass of water, came to the living room to get water, seeing his daughter staring at the TV with a silly smile. He shook his head with disdain.

“Why did I have such a silly daughter? Hey! Hey! What are you looking at? So engrossed!”

The girl turned around, waving, “Dad, come and see; it’s so good!”

The father: “Alright, let me see how good it is.”

Five minutes later, the mother, holding a glass of water, came out to get water. When she saw her husband and daughter lying neatly on the sofa, staring at the TV, she was puzzled.

“Hey, father and daughter look exactly the same. What are you guys watching so silly?”

The father and daughter, with similar appearances, turned their heads in unison, excitedly waving to her, as if they were calling her to try some delicious street food they found when going out to play when the daughter was little.

“Come and see, it’s so good!”

In a room with a holographic mirror device, a family of four sat together, happily watching the projection.

The two children, who had been well-exercised on the holographic mirror, occasionally imitated the dance moves from the show, drawing applause from their parents.

In a distant overseas location, a student rubbed his hands, sat in front of the computer, and earnestly started watching the live broadcast.

A friend walked in and said, “Wang, I bought beer. Want to drink together? Oh, what are you watching?”

Three minutes later, the international student and his foreign friend lay on the bed, holding a computer, watching the exciting performance on the screen, and clinking beer bottles.

“No. 124 is amazing; I’m voting for him!”

“I’m voting for No. 156; she deserves to stay! It’s just that her name is hard to pronounce. Wang, teach me how to pronounce her name.”

“Ran Die.”

“Ran Die? What does that name represent in Hua Xia?”

“Well, you can think of it as representing butterflies.”

“In that case, I’ll vote for her!”

In a foreign land, Wang spent a pleasant day with his foreign friend.

Meanwhile, Sheng Quan was watching the data displayed on the screen, and a satisfied smile curled her lips.

The first hour of the premiere of “Crossing the Star Sea”—

The number of views had reached 370 million.

This could no longer be described as surpassing previous records.