ca-book Chapter 168 The Unmasking Moment! The entire audience held their breath.
Chapter 168 The Unmasking Moment! The entire audience held their breath.
Golden ribbons poured down like a torrential rain over the Bird's Nest Stadium.
The lingering echoes of "Exaggeration" seem to still hang on the steel dome, refusing to dissipate for a long time.
As soon as the words "Lanling King wins the championship" appeared on the big screen, the internet completely crashed. The barrage of comments on major live streaming platforms was so thick that the screen itself was obscured, server red lights flashed wildly, and programmers cursed as they frantically expanded the network.
The entire internet is speculating: who is this man wearing a ferocious mask, a clown suit, and whose roar is so powerful it could shatter the heavens?
"Those high notes, that explosive power—he's definitely a hidden master in the national team! No doubt about it!"
"Bullshit! This crazy typhoon looks more like that recently retired godfather of rock and roll!"
"I bet five cents that this is definitely some superstar who's changed their identity and is trying to stir up trouble in this fishing pond!"
The list of guesses includes established veterans, current superstars, and even a few past-their-prime talents.
No one mentioned that name—Lin Zhou.
After all, in everyone's eyes, Lin Zhou is currently busy counting the box office of "A Chinese Odyssey," so how could he have time to come here and fight with a bunch of gods? Besides, how could a director and a "gold digger" possibly have a voice that can shatter people's souls?
on the stage.
The host, He Ling, had tears in her eyes and held the heavy pure gold trophy in her hand; her voice trembled with excitement.
"Congratulations, Prince Lanling! You truly deserve it!"
He handed over the trophy, looking at the man in front of him who remained silent like a statue even after winning the championship, and couldn't help but ask the question that the 90,000 people in the audience and even the hundreds of millions of people in front of the screen wanted to ask.
"For the past three months, you have overcome all obstacles and never been defeated. But you have always worn this mask, and you even use a voice changer to speak."
Why?
"With your abilities, you could stand proudly in the sunlight, enjoying the glory of being the center of attention. Why choose to wear a mask to shield yourself from all of that?"
Lin Zhou accepted the trophy, his fingertips gently tracing the cold lines on it.
He picked up the microphone, a self-deprecating smile curving his lips beneath the mask.
The voice changer has been turned off.
His clear, natural voice, carrying a hint of calm that comes with experience, resonated throughout the venue.
"Because of prejudice."
These four short words struck like a heavy hammer in the noisy stadium.
The scene fell silent instantly.
"If I take off my mask, what you see might not be a singer."
"Instead, he's a gigolo, a director who doesn't do his job properly, or a celebrity who rose to fame by luck."
Lin Zhou's voice was soft, yet it penetrated clearly into everyone's ears through the top-notch audio equipment.
"In this era where looks, status, and labels matter, I want to give myself a chance."
"A fair opportunity to speak only with one's voice, to communicate only with music, and to be free from any labels."
"I want people to hear my songs, not just see my face."
These words, spoken frankly, yet tinged with an indescribable sadness.
The audience fell silent.
Yes, if it were a popular celebrity on stage, they might start cursing before they even open their mouths. If it were a gigolo, they probably wouldn't even be interested in listening.
Only this mask could truly quiet them down, allowing them to understand the cry of a soul.
On the judges' panel.
Su Qingge remained silent.
She stared intently at the figure on the stage, her peach blossom eyes, which rarely revealed emotions, now surging with turbulent waves.
That sound...
That tone...
And that "wife" from earlier...
If before it was just a suspicion, now the absurd yet undeniably real answer is about to be revealed.
She took a deep breath and suddenly picked up the microphone in front of her.
"that……"
Her voice trembled slightly, breaking the solemn atmosphere.
"Teacher Lanling Wang, I have one last question."
All eyes instantly turned to Su Qingge. Everyone was curious to see what kind of professional question this usually aloof diva would ask at this moment.
Lin Zhou turned around and looked at the woman he loved to the core, through the mask.
"Teacher Su, please ask."
Su Qingge gripped the microphone tightly, her knuckles turning white. She looked into those deep eyes, trying to see through the two black holes in the mask to his soul.
"Do we...know each other?"
The question caused an uproar in the room.
know?
Could it be someone Su Tianhou knows?
Lin Zhou remained silent for a moment.
He seemed to be smiling, his shoulders twitching slightly.
"know."
He nodded, his tone now carrying a tenderness and doting affection that he hadn't shown before.
"Not only do we know each other, but we're...very close."
"How familiar are you?"
Su Qingge's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of her chest. She subconsciously asked a question, without even realizing the hint of anticipation and nervousness in her voice.
Lin Zhou, holding the microphone, took a step forward.
He looked at Su Qingge as if he wanted to etch this moment into his mind forever.
Then, in front of the whole world, he said something that made everyone's jaws drop to the floor:
"We're so close... I have to cook for you every day."
"We know each other so well that I know you like to add extra vinegar to your noodles and don't like to add sugar to your porridge."
"We're so close...you almost ruined me with your eyebrow razor last night."
boom--!!!
If the high notes in "Exaggeration" were like a nuclear bomb sweeping the earth, then this sentence is like the Big Bang.
At that moment, the entire Bird's Nest stadium fell into an eerie, deathly silence, as if time had stood still.
Followed by.
Holy crap!!!
A unified, unanimous chorus of profanities echoed through the sky.
Everyone has gone mad.
"What the hell? Cooking? Cooking every day?"
"Is this guy a cook?"
"Wait a minute! This is too much information! The chef at Empress Su's house? That means...!"
Countless eyes, wide as copper bells, scanned back and forth between Su Qingge and Lanling Wang.
And Su Qingge.
The moment I heard the words "eyebrow trimmer," I froze on the spot, as if struck by lightning.
Tears welled up in my eyes without warning.
It's him.
It's really him.
That figure bustling around the kitchen every day in an apron, that tyrant who ruthlessly berated people on set, that scoundrel who clung to her leg last night, crying and shouting, "The system is the red thread!"...
It really is this Lanling King who stands at the pinnacle of the Chinese music scene and conquers the world with his singing!
"alright."
Although He Ling was so shocked he almost fainted, he was, after all, a top-notch host. He suppressed the turmoil in his heart and loudly controlled the situation.
"Ladies and gentlemen! The most exciting moment has arrived!"
"Let's count down together and welcome the true face of the King of Singers!"
On the big screen, the countdown numbers began to jump.
The spotlight instantly focused, transforming into a beam of light that enveloped Lin Zhou.
He became the sole focus of the world.
Lin Zhou slowly raised his hand, his slender fingers gripping the edge of the hideous mask.
His movements were elegant and composed, exuding an aura of dominance as if he were about to be crowned king.
"3!"
The entire audience of 90,000 people shouted in unison, creating a deafening roar.
"2!"
Su Qingge covered her mouth, tears blurring her vision, but she couldn't bear to blink.
"1!"
"Unmasking!!!"
As the last shout faded away.
Lin Zhou suddenly tightened his wrist.
The Lanling King mask that had accompanied him for three months, symbolizing mystery and glory, was slowly removed.
that moment.
It was as if even the wind held its breath.