Chapter 2218: Who Topped the Votes?

Chapter 2218: Who Topped the Votes?

The sixty thousand spectators reluctantly watched An Lin leave the stage.

They all wanted An Lin to perform an encore.

After all, his performance could bring them immense joy.

Not only was his performance appealing, but they could even enjoy some delicacies.

Who else could bring them this joy?

The gold medal tutors all had a hunch. That was, this cooking dance would definitely become a signature performance of the Red Ink Tavern and even the entire eighth region!

This cooking dance was bound to become famous throughout the entire Tai Chu Holy Land!

“Next, please welcome Jin Ling’er to perform the Nine Colored Phoenix Bells!” Sister Hong’s mellow and enthusiastic voice echoed around the theatre.

The spectators started to cheer and applaud.

However, their cheers and applause sounded especially polite and perfunctory.

In fact, some of the spectators were still smacking their lips as they savored the aftertaste of the chicken.

One had to realize that Jin Ling’er was a main drawcard of the Red Ink Tavern!

“Seriously… that Liu Dabao is so detestable!”

A young woman in a golden dress gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, causing the bells on her body to ring with a pleasant melody.

“You made your performance so flawless, so how do you want me to perform?!”

Her mind was filled with grief, yet she still had to force a smile onto her face as she entered the stage.

It was at this moment that she heard the extremely perfunctory cheers and applause.

This caused Jin Ling’er to feel even more aggrieved.

She had performed so many times, so she could easily discern what kind of cheers and applause were sincere and what kinds of cheers and applause were perfunctory. This time, it could be said that she was facing the most perfunctory welcome in her career!

Idiot Dabao! Stinky Dabao!

Just wait until after I finish my performance!

“Dear audience, long time no see!

“Ling’er has truly missed everyone!”

Jin Ling’er’s pure and beautiful smile finally caused the spectators to become more enthusiastic.

The main drawcard began her performance.

The Nine Colored Phoenix Bells was composed of nine different types of bells. The combination of them could be used to compose a flawless piece.

Jin Ling’er’s performance was brilliant, yet the spectators were still savoring the aftertaste of the unbelievably fragrant chicken.

Jin Ling’er was facing a mental breakdown as she delivered the most unforgettable performance of her life.

At this moment, in the backstage.

A crowd of trainees and drawcards had already gathered around An Lin to congratulate him. At the same time, they did everything they could to become closer to him. Their behavior was the complete opposite of the coldness and evasiveness that they had shown before.

After all, it was evident that An Lin’s future would definitely be brighter than that of Jin Feihong’s. Thus, it was a no-brainer who they should improve their relationship with.

Ying Bao more so ran over and grabbed onto An Lin’s arm, not willing to let go.

“Brother Dabao, do you need a stepsister? Can I become your stepsister?

“If that’s not possible, then I can even become your stepdaughter! You simply need to take care of my meals!” The young woman wore a pitiful expression as she fervently gazed at An Lin. An Lin was speechless upon seeing this.

As for Jin Feihong, he had already fled in panic and embarrassment. Heavens knew what corner he was hiding in.

If he stayed, he would have simply been inviting criticism and humiliation.

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He had wanted to take An Lin as an underling, and he had even said that An Lin was impudent and arrogant. Now, however, he was the one who seemed impudent and arrogant.

No wonder An Lin had completely ignored his taunts just then. Thinking back, he must have appeared like a clown in An Lin’s eyes.

In fact, even the other trainees and drawcards had a hint of unconcealable mocking and ridicule in their eyes as they gazed at him. These gazes were like scorching flames that continued to torture and humiliate him. He was unable to endure this, so he directly fled to some faraway corner…

As for Jin Feihong’s underlings, they were all feeling a sense of utter shame and embarrassment.

However, An Lin couldn’t be bothered kicking an enemy who was already down. In any case, he had never taken them seriously anyway.

The gold medal tutors walked over to congratulate him.

“Good one, Dabao. So you are actually this talented!”

“I thought you had already given it your all during the examination. Who knew that you had a few hidden trump cards! Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!”

“This old man has lived for so long, yet I’ve never witnessed such a performance. The youths are impressive; the youths are truly impressive…!”

The gold medal tutors all heaped immense praise on An Lin.

“Dabao, if you hone your performance a bit more and accumulate some fans, then you’ll definitely become a new main drawcard of the Red Ink Tavern within a year!” Daphne said in delight.

An Lin smiled and replied, “One year is too long. I’m only competing for the present.”

“Oh, yes, yes, yes,” Daphne said with a nod. However, she suddenly faltered, and even her wings perked up in fright. “Hang on… W-what did you say?!”

“I’m going to become a main drawcard tonight,” An Lin said sincerely.

Gasp…

The tutors drew a sharp breath upon hearing this.

An Lin’s performance had indeed been spectacular. However, his tone… was far too confident!

“The prerequisite to becoming a main drawcard is to obtain twice the votes of the highest-scoring main drawcard…

“We have to admit that your performance was able to exceed the level of ordinary performances of the main drawcards. If only Jin Ling’er had performed tonight, then you would’ve had a sliver of hope…

“However, even Gu Qiu performed tonight! In terms of artistic ability, you were at most only able to match Gu Qiu. It’s impossible…”

Daphne gave her professional opinion. Logic and reason told her that it was simply impossible for An Lin to become a main drawcard tonight!

“You’re correct. Based on artistic ability alone, there’s no way I can obtain twice the votes of Gu Qiu.” An Lin didn’t refute the tutor’s opinion. “However, it’s not the tutors who are voting, but rather the spectators who are voting. The spectators are relatively blind to such matters…”

“Gu Qiu’s fans are extremely terrifying,” an elder said. “If the audiences are blind to these matters, then won’t it be even worse for you?”

An Lin suddenly smiled. There was a profound look in his eyes as he said, “Not necessarily… Such blindness might sometimes cause one to perform an action that’s in disagreement with their long-accumulated emotions. This depends on how much they are affected…”

The Night of Red Ink gradually came to an end.

A performance by Ice Wolf—a main drawcard—drew the curtains on what was an unforgettable night.

Of the twenty-six performances tonight, a whopping five of them had been performed by the main drawcards of the Red Ink Tavern. It could be said that this Night of Red Ink had been the most magnificent night of recent years.

Right now, it was time for the tens of thousands of spectators to cast their votes.

Sister Hong and an elegant man from the True Demon Tribe returned to the stage. They were the hosts for tonight.

“Alright, it’s time for the all-important voting again.

“Each member of the audience has one vote, of which they can give to their favorite performer of the night.

“The performer who receives the most votes will become the ‘Flower Owner’ of tonight, and they’ll become the most dazzling star of the Red Ink Tavern!”

A pink card instantly materialized before each member of the audience. On this card were the portraits of the twenty-six performers of tonight. The spectators could draw a love heart next to the performer who they enjoyed the most. Of course, they could only draw one love heart.

Moreover, everyone only had one vote, regardless of whether they were a Regional Leader or an ordinary spectator.

The voting process was absolutely fair.

“The time limit for voting is one minute, starting from now!”

Sister Hong announced the rules for voting.

Meanwhile, the spectators all turned their gazes to the pink cards in their hands.

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