So of the loyal fans certainly rembered Ji Yunya, the girl who recorded the program with Ming Han when she was young. She was well-behaved, beautiful, smart, and adorable. The Bright Sect had a particularly good impression of her, and Ming Han even said on the program that if Ji Yunya were really his daughter, he could give up all the honors and positions he held. That statent truly touched the fans, knowing that behind the tough exterior of this man lay a tender heart.
For a better self and to keep his promise to his fans, he hadn’t rested a single day out of the three hundred and sixty-five in a year, not to ntion dating, getting married, and having children. Although there were rumors over the years, they were either the company hyping up a newcor or a woman throwing herself at him. Ming Han was actually very self-disciplined. How could his fans not love and sympathize with such a man?
To fulfill his wish, they automatically treated Ji Yunya as the princess of the Bright Sect. After the girl disappeared for many years, although Ming Han never ntioned her in public, they saw that every ti he appeared in private, he would be holding a stuffed doll in his hand—a doll that never changed over ten years and was a gift from Ji Yunya after the program ended.
Others might not know, but the die-hard fans were crystal clear that Ming Han was a faithful person and had long considered Ji Yunya as his own daughter.
After ten years, the girl finally returned. The grown-up version of her stood graceful and radiant, with an aristocratic elegance that was unbelievably beautiful. She was their ideal princess. How could they not be excited and crazed when reality rged with their dreams?
From then on, the girl was their Bright Sect’s princess, and whoever dared to slander her would have to face the dissent of tens of millions of Bright Sect fans.
Unbeknownst to Yun Ya, she had inadvertently gained a massive fan group.
On stage, the ntors took their seats, and ten contestants stood on the stage. They were to decide their one-on-one battle opponents and order through drawing lots. Wen Qiang, who was in the sa group as Mai Zheng, looked pale. Being the weakest among the six male contestants, he never expected to have such bad luck at the start—the chances of getting eliminated were pretty much certain.
Kang Jinxian and Xue Chengcheng were in the sa group. Xue Chengcheng, with her long black hair and airy bangs, wearing a white dress, looked exceptionally ethereal and soft. Xue Chengcheng was the most popular among the female contestants after Kang Jinxian. She leaned more toward being an idol singer. Her voice was not as good as Kang Jinxian’s, but her expressiveness and stage presence were strong, with a certain operatic performance style. The ntors comnted that she would be more suited as an actress than a singer.
Xue Chengcheng humbly accepted the comnts, leaving a good impression on outsiders.
Kang Jinxian silently ground her teeth. What bad luck to draw Xue Chengcheng right at the start. Since the first episode, this woman had been her strongest competitor but had been steadily suppressed by her. However, tonight, Xue Chengcheng seed different.
The look she gave across was subtly provocative. Although not outwardly apparent, Kang Jinxian caught it clearly.
This woman had certainly been pretending before. Was she finally going to reveal her full strength tonight?
Let’s see who will erge victorious.
As the PK started, the atmosphere beca tense.
Yun Ya looked down and fiddled with her phone, then suddenly turned to Shen Luokui and whispered, "I’m going to the bathroom." With that, she bent down to leave the audience seats and headed straight backstage.
Backstage, personnel were on guard, but Yun Ya showed her work pass, and the person imdiately let her through. The work pass she managed to get from Tao Qing finally ca in handy.
The backstage was in disorder but it was an organized chaos. Yun Ya found Mai Zheng’s dressing room without much trouble, pushed the door open and went in, only to find no sign of Mai Zheng—instead, Mai Zheng’s assistant was curled up on the sofa playing with a phone.
Thinking it was Mai Zheng who had returned, the assistant looked up and saw a very beautiful girl. He pointed to her, too excited to speak: "You... you’re that... that...."
"Where’s Mai Zheng?" Yun Ya asked with a frown.
The assistant replied subconsciously, "He went out to look for a friend who lost sothing in the station. It’s almost his turn to go on stage; he needs to co back quickly. Sheesh, what kind of friend is this, doesn’t even carry a phone? Wandering around the station without paying attention to the ti, just causing trouble."
Yun Ya’s expression darkened.
It was Miaomiao.
She suddenly turned and left, her gaze searching the surroundings, not overlooking any suspicious corners while trying to call Yuan Pan. The phone rang a few tis with no answer.
The studio was vast, and the backstage area was extensive. Once outside the studio, there was the station’s enclosed corridor—winding and without end in sight.
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