Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 837: 833: Favored

Chapter 837: Chapter 833: Favored

Ye Fan put on the mask and got out of the car.

A dozen reporters and paparazzi immediately became excited, their cameras flashing wildly at Ye Fan.

“Prisoner Two!”

“It’s Prisoner Two! He came with Shen Yan!”

“Mr. Prisoner Two, may I ask why you only arrived now?”

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Faced with the siege of these reporters and paparazzi, Ye Fan was momentarily surprised. He had not expected these people to show such enthusiasm and interest in him.

In the last blind audition, Ye Fan’s brilliant performance conquered the live audience, won over the four mentors, and after the show aired, he also won a large national audience. He already had considerable fame and many loyal fans, but after this broadcast, more people were drawn to his singing. His influence was rapidly expanding.

Some people even offered high prices online to unmask Prisoner Two and find out the real identity behind the mask, but nothing came of it.

But human curiosity is a magical thing; the more mysterious it is, the more people are fascinated by this Prisoner Two who always appears with a mask.

With superb singing skills, a mysterious identity, and a deep relationship with the famous beauty singer Shen Yan, coupled with the “blunder” during the supplementary recording, and the praise from the four mentors, the name Prisoner Two shot to the top ten of a well-known domestic search engine’s hot search list.

To describe it in another term, perhaps would be more intuitive.

Internet celebrity.

There were even skeptics who speculated that this series of events was orchestrated and promoted behind the scenes by the “China’s Good Voice” program team.

The purpose, apart from soft promotion for “China’s Good Voice,” was also to create a supernova.

However, regarding these things, Ye Fan, being the person involved, wasn’t interested and didn’t care.

“Excuse me, please move aside.” Ye Fan said while squeezing past the reporters towards the music room.

The reporters persistently followed but were stopped by the staff.

Upon arriving at the music room, the students heard that Prisoner Two had finally arrived, most of them stopped practicing, rushed out of their practice rooms to watch the commotion.

Among these students, there were a few who were fans of Prisoner Two.

“Prisoner Two! Prisoner Two!” A female student excitedly shouted, rushing over, “I’m your fan, can I take a picture with you?”

Before Ye Fan could respond, the female student leaned to his left, made a V-sign with her right hand, held a phone with her left hand, and snapped a photo.

Seeing someone took the lead, three other eager female students quickly ran over, requesting photos and autographs.

In the end, even two male students came running over.

Ye Fan was at a loss, unable to refuse their enthusiasm, so he could only sign autographs and take photos with each of them.

However, while taking a photo with one student, he noticed a young woman in her early twenties looking at him with undisguised hostility in her eyes.

Seeing Ye Fan notice her, the woman snorted softly and turned back to her practice room.

What does that mean? Ye Fan was a bit puzzled. After sending off a few fan students, he walked over and saw the nameplate on the door, which read three characters: Lu Jiachai.

Yesterday, when meeting Shen Yan at the cafe, Shen Yan mentioned this Lu Jiachai, an outstanding student from Four-nine City Music College, young and beautiful, good at pop music, top-notch singing skills, and quite popular.

According to the program’s rules, in the next round of mentor evaluation, twelve students would be grouped in pairs to sing a song, with the lead mentor choosing one to advance to the next round.

And Lu Jiachai was in the same group as Ye Fan.

In other words, between her and Ye Fan, one must be eliminated, and the winner would advance at the expense of the other’s failure.

Understanding this, Ye Fan knew the source of Lu Jiachai’s hostility, and shook his head privately, “Isn’t it just a competition? No need to be like this, right?”

The music room was large, with twelve students each having their own practice rooms, a public activity area, and a spacious room for the accompanying band to use.

Ye Fan didn’t go to his practice room but out of courtesy, he first sought out the mentor Yang Kun.

Yang Kun was coaching a student in the practice room, “At this part, try to lift your breath. Yes, just like that, keep it going.”

At this moment, Ye Fan didn’t interrupt; he just stood there quietly watching.

However, that student became excited upon seeing Prisoner Two enter, losing focus, which immediately changed the pitch.

Yang Kun noticed something was off, turned around, saw Ye Fan, and was slightly taken aback.

Ye Fan promptly walked over, extended his hands, and shook hands with Yang Kun, “Teacher Yang!”

“Hey, I wondered who it was, turns out it’s Prisoner Two, and you’re finally free to come over?” Yang Kun said, with a hint of playful blame in his tone, though it was clear he wasn’t serious.

“Sorry, sorry, there were some work matters that I really couldn’t get away from, making the teacher worry!” Ye Fan apologized.

“No problem, no problem, I have a lot of confidence in your singing skills. Actually, later when I recalled your performance during the blind audition, I even doubted whether I was qualified to be your teacher.” Yang Kun said.

Those words had a touch of resentment, probably a bit annoyed at Ye Fan for being somewhat “arrogant,” but this is also only human, that a student is busier than the teacher, and without even a heads-up, is indeed a bit inappropriate.

Ye Fan quickly said, “Teacher, what you said, on the road of music, you are my senior, even a master. I have much to learn from you!”

These words made Yang Kun feel good, and since he wasn’t a petty person, he laughed heartily, patted Ye Fan’s shoulder, and said, “I can see you are quite busy, so go ahead and get a feeling with the band over there, and also take the chance to mesh with the band. I’ll see if there’s anything worth noting.”

“Thanks for your hard work, teacher,” Ye Fan said.

“You are my student; these things are what I should do,” Yang Kun said, then turned to the student, “Yong Ning, you practice here for a while, pay attention to the few points I mentioned earlier.”

Unexpectedly, the student named Yong Ning asked, “Um, teacher, can I also follow you and take a look?” He hesitated for a moment and said, “I want to hear Mr. Prisoner Two sing.”

Yang Kun paused for a moment, “You’re also his fan?”

Yong Ning quickly nodded.

“You kid,” Yang Kun turned his head, glanced at Ye Fan, and joked, “Seems you’re even more popular than me as the teacher!”