Chapter 182: In the end, it was all for nothing

Ya Ya shouted out Zhang Anqi's name.

The audience below, many of whom were Zhang Anqi fans, instantly raised the posters in their hands and cheered.

Wearing a black bodycon dress, Zhang Anqi, finding it hard to walk, stepped in her high heels with small steps, elegantly walking onto the stage.

Her hair was lightly curled, the left side pulled up and tucked behind her ear, the right side left down with curled bangs covering half her face, very feminine and very "yujie".

But compared to Su Manyao's natural yujie aura, without needing any embellishment, she falls far short.

But now, at this moment on stage, she is the focus.

The four mentors, seeing her go on stage, also smiled and applauded, even unconsciously sitting up straight.

Although the four of them rose to fame in the entertainment circle over countless sacrifices, Zhang Anqi is young and already has a firm foothold there; speaking honestly, she might not be shorter than them.

It can be considered an equal exchange.

The real-time online count in the live stream also surged as Zhang Anqi walked up, reaching 1.5 million in this short time!

It has become the live stream with the highest real-time viewership on the short-video platform right now!

"Zhang Anqi, I love you!"

"Her figure is explosive!"

"Who picked this outfit? It suits Anqi perfectly, basically a princess!"

"Princess Anqi, as long as you're with me, I'm willing to drive a BMW and live in a villa!"

……

Zhang Anqi is, after all, a big name, so after she went on stage she didn't sing directly; the production team reserved time for her.

"Especially our Anqi, come stand in the middle."

Ya Ya reached out to invite Zhang Anqi.

Zhang Anqi stood in the middle, lowered her head to toss her hair, then smiled and looked down at the audience to greet them.

She had practiced this move countless times; it naturally draws attention!

"Hello everyone, friends below and in the live stream, I'm Zhang Anqi, very happy to meet you all."

As her words fell, another wave of cheers erupted.

Next, the four mentors gave Zhang Anqi praise and mutual flattery, which is standard practice in the circle.

Then Ya Ya asked: "What work are you bringing us today, Anqi?"

Zhang Anqi said: "Today I will perform a love song written by a composer; I hope it brings everyone a little surprise—I think it's not bad."

Zhang Anqi only mentioned the composer, not even naming the one who invited her.

Because she doesn't remember either.

Her song was actually written by Lin Muyang, merely using the name of a competing composer.

Ya Ya said: "Okay, then let's look forward to Anqi's performance next, but I have a curious question—may I ask Anqi?"

Zhang Anqi said: "Sure, go ahead."

Ya Ya said: "Many people say you became famous because Jiang Cheng wrote your songs—is that true?"

This question was of course assigned by the show's director to Ya Ya; she had to ask it.

Otherwise she wouldn't dare to join such a god‑like showdown.

As soon as the question was asked, the live stream boiled over, with all kinds of comments.

The on‑site audience, including the expressions of the four mentors, became exciting!

Now the outside media widely reports that Zhang Anqi's previous hit song was written by Jiang Cheng, and that her rise to a top‑tier singer status is also Jiang Cheng's achievement. But Zhang Anqi herself has never responded to this, never said the song was Jiang Cheng's, nor denied it.

But now this question has been directly asked.

Naturally, it's a topic everyone cares about.

Some hope to hear from Zhang Anqi that the song was indeed written by Jiang Cheng, proving they weren't wrong about him.

Others want to see Zhang Anqi refute the rumor, saying the song wasn't written by Jiang Cheng.

Everyone's eyes focused on Zhang Anqi.

Including the backstage staff of the production team, who were also watching the live stream.

Zhang Anqi took the microphone, stood in the center of the stage, curled the corner of her mouth into a light smile, and said: "That song was indeed written by Jiang Cheng, but when I sang it I didn't know who wrote it; the company's agent just told me to pick a song, so I grabbed one at random."

Backstage, Ye Qing, seeing this, inhaled deeply in anger.

Looking at Zhang Anqi's calm demeanor, she felt sorrow well up—if it weren't for meeting Jiang Cheng, perhaps she could never have let out this breath in her lifetime!

Sitting beside her, Chen Shu, who had spent the past two days in Jiang Cheng's studio and had become familiar with Chu Siqi and Ye Qing, having heard some things about Ye Qing, reached out to put an arm around Ye Qing's shoulders to comfort her.

But her gaze, without directly lowering her head, glanced at Ye Qing's collarbone; the chest‑level dress highlighted Ye Qing's collarbone, and from the neckline she saw a cleavage.

!

Mainly, the dress's slit extended to the thigh, revealing a patch of snow‑white skin.

Chen Shu instantly felt envious—youth is truly great.

Just then, Ye Qing, who was being embraced by her, suddenly broke free, turned and threw herself into Jiang Cheng's arms, giving him a big hug.

"Boss, thank you!"

Chen Shu:???

"What am I?"

"I was the one comforting you, okay."

"Sigh, in the end it was all for nothing."

After the hug, Ye Qing sat up, not daring to cry for fear of smudging her makeup.

Jiang Cheng brushed it off, lightly saying: "Perform well later; I feel if you do poorly this round I'll die, so I'll punish you harshly."

After Jiang Cheng paid attention to the latest information from all sides, he also felt the situation was quite mysterious.

In any case, the blame ultimately points to him; following normal logic, after the show he will surely die miserably—there are far too many such cases.

On stage, after Zhang Anqi finished speaking, the audience burst into boos.

This time, the person involved came forward to testify, confirming that the song 'At Least Still Have You' was indeed written by Jiang Cheng!

But the problem is far from over!

Regarding the song being written by Jiang Cheng, the director naturally had to judge; the main point was Ya Ya's follow‑up question.

"May I ask bluntly? The media say that without Jiang Cheng's song, you wouldn't have become famous—do you think that's true?"

Zhang Anqi looked at Ya Ya, yet appeared very candid, then turned to the camera, calm as if stating something trivial:

"Actually, people say this thing, it's fine to joke around; I also quite like that song, otherwise I wouldn't have chosen to sing it."

"But if I had to be honest, that song is just so‑so; it doesn't really match my style—I sang it purely because the company demanded a new song."

"So‑so?"

Nobody expected that after Zhang Anqi admitted the song was written by Jiang Cheng, she would give it a merely so‑so evaluation!

After all, data might be falsified, but the audience's liking cannot lie!

Many people's fondness for Zhang Anqi actually started with that song!

But now Zhang Anqi says that song is merely so‑so??

Is she being serious?

Are you sure she doesn't have a fever?

(End of chapter)