On Saturday night, before Idol Age started broadcasting, the five golden flowers were busy at Liu Fei's house.
They had to prepare snacks and drinks for a pleasant weekend.
These five people were the five girls who had surrounded Yang Ziyu previously. Someone on the Internet had suggested giving them the nickname Five Golden Flowers.
However, they did not know that the five of them were nicknamed the Five Golden Flowers in the neighborhood.
The five of them were about the same age and were all beautiful. They also went to school together and grew up as friends.
That was why everyone called them that.
The five of them had a very good relationship. They had been good friends for almost twenty years since they were young. They were already closer than family.
They liked to hang out when they had nothing to do, such as the barbecue last time and the idol era variety show every Saturday.
Watching shows together was a hobby that the five of them had developed since they were young, and it was also their habit of gathering together.
Liu Fei was a white-boned demon from a foreign company with an annual salary of more than 500,000 yuan. He had only worked for a year before he took out a loan to buy a house and became a gathering place for five people.
Xiao Li, nicknamed Xiao Li, was a fourth-year student. She was innocent and romantic. She was the one who asked Yang Ziyu for an autograph last time.
Wang Li was the worst student among the five, but she was very talented in sports. After graduating from high school, she chose to specialize in sports and became a boxer. She was very wild. She was the one who smashed the wine bottle last time.
Zhang Yan was sexy and beautiful. She was a fourth-year student at the Beijing Film Academy and a part-time model.
Yang Fei, an accounting graduate. She was a little silly and cute.
The five of them immediately became the elite members of the Anti-Yang Ziyu Alliance because of their great deeds of surrounding Yang Ziyu last time.
Now, the five of them had to enjoy the happy time on Saturday and find dirt on Yang Ziyu on the Idol Age show. This was their favorite thing to do in their spare time.
They prepared snacks, fruits, and drinks. While they were laughing about how Yang Ziyu had fled from the airport, they felt extremely happy.
"Are you done? It's going to start in a few minutes.”Wang Li sat on the sofa and urged her companions to come over quickly.
"If you were willing to come over and help, we would have been ready long ago.”Liu Fei scolded with a smile.
"Haha, this lady's hands are meant to see blood, not oil.”Wang Li replied indifferently.
She had been like this since she was young, so the few of them did not mind.
They had grown up together, so they knew each other very well.
Wang Li had been the king of fighting since she was young. Even boys were afraid of her.
The Five Golden Flowers had been pretty since they were young and had been bullied by boys in various ways. Wang Li used her fists to let those boys know what the Five Golden Flowers meant.
Soon, the five of them sat side by side on the sofa. There were all kinds of snacks and fruits that girls liked to eat on the coffee table. It was very comfortable.
"Alright, it's starting, it's starting."
When Yang Ziyu returned to the backstage of Hunan TV's broadcasting hall, no one dared to underestimate him.
Although he dozed off before the game, talked nonsense after the game, and was chased by countless women. However!
However, there was no doubt about his strength. Although his song had disappeared from the monthly chart due to the update, his song had started to approach the top spot on the annual chart.
What kind of achievement was this?
The current stage of the Idol Era was like a shark barging into a calm lake. The other contestants could only tremble in fear.
After reporting to the TV station, Yang Ziyu learned that he was in fifth place.
The game was divided into the first half and the second half continued in order. He was ranked tenth.
This time, the television station was not deliberately making things difficult for him.
It was really because he was the strongest among all the contestants. If he went up first, the other contestants might not even dare to sing.
Moreover, the best and most anticipated contestant was placed last for the sake of viewership ratings.
It had only started at eight o'clock, but the viewership ratings had already shot up to 10%.
After the first match of the preliminary round, the highest viewership ratings for the following four matches were only 10%. Now, the viewership ratings for the opening match were already 10%. This was going to explode.
There were too many people who wanted to know what a Chinese song was.
When the first contestant went on stage, Yang Ziyu went to the staff and asked where he could change into his costume.
This time, he had brought two sets of costumes for the performance. A set of scholar Han clothing and a set of military armor.
Other than the two costumes and the Overlord Spear, he also brought a zither.
Just to sing that song, he had spent more than 10 million Hatred Points to upgrade his zither to 5-star grandmaster-grade.
Right now, he only had 20 million Hatred Points, so he had to use them sparingly. He couldn't possibly keep relying on scolding people to obtain Hatred Points, right?
He brought his scholar uniform to change and placed the other three items in the lounge.
When he came out wearing a scholar's hat and a white Han robe, he looked refined and cultured.
At this moment, the show was about to proceed to the third person. When the other three groups of contestants and staff saw him, they were all dumbfounded.
This, this, could it be that singing Chinese style songs required one to wear Chinese traditional clothes? Could it be an opera?
Yang Ziyu ignored them. He took the zither and placed it on his lap before closing his eyes to rest.
The song he was going to sing next was not famous, and it was not even particularly good.
However, the sincere feelings contained in it reached straight into one's heart.
As long as a person still loved their motherland and Chinese civilization, he would be able to understand the sadness and anger in the song.
When he first heard this song, he listened to it over and over again for more than 30 times, and he could not stop his tears.
Now, he finally had a chance. Even if he would lose the chance to advance, he would sing this song.
China had such a brilliant civilization. They could not lose their national confidence just because they fell behind.
It had a culture that was more brilliant and even more advanced than other countries and nations.
Since he had come to this world, he had the obligation to wake the people of this country up.
Don't be obsessed with freedom and democracy. Those are just bandits in the cloak of civilization and extremely hypocritical people.
What was their culture? Other than guns and brainwashing, there was nothing else he could use.
The Huaxia civilization was eighteen streets ahead of them.
Wake up, my fellow countrymen, our own music, art, and culture are the best.
"Yang Ziyu, Yang Ziyu, it's your turn.”
Yang Ziyu opened his eyes and nodded at the staff. He held the zither and slowly walked to the stage.
"Director, Director, it has been upgraded. The viewership ratings are now at 26%.”
"Alright, steady yourselves. Everyone, stay alert. There can't be any mistakes. Give Yang Ziyu the best shot.”
The cameraman carried his camera and followed Yang Ziyu slowly onto the stage.
The audience in the live broadcast room saw him on the big screen.
At this moment, everyone was paying close attention, as if they were waiting for an inexplicable appearance.
When they saw Yang Ziyu, who was dressed in white, their anticipation grew even stronger.
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