Prodigal System in the Flourishing City
Chapter 392 - 391 In the Next Minute [1 Update]

Chapter 392: Chapter 391 In the Next Minute [1 Update]

The break is over.

The show starts again.

Backstage.

Ning Feiping is already waiting there.

Ha Qiqi hands him the microphone, "One more minute, it’s your turn, Xiaoning."

Ning Feiping is also visibly nervous, not the usual kind of nervousness.

It’s the kind of nervousness that makes one sweat buckets.

In fact, you can clearly see the sweat trickling down his forehead.

He’s just a migrant worker, when has he ever seen such a grand scene!

Ning Feiping’s hands tremble with unease: "I’m scared, I definitely won’t sing as well as the previous contestants."

Zhang Feng says: "Don’t put yourself down!"

Ning Feiping shakes his head: "They really do sing better than me!"

Elder Wang encourages: "You were the first one chosen by Young Master Bu, how could you not be up to the task?"

But Ning Feiping feels even more pressure, he looks down at his clothes and says: "But my outfit also..."

The production team only provides makeup, not wardrobe.

That was Young Master Bu’s order—to maintain authenticity!

So, the contestants have to prepare their own outfits.

Ning Feiping, who repairs bicycles for a living, barely makes ends meet each month, so being satisfied with food and drink is already enough, not to mention paying attention to clothing.

After all, no one would pay him a dime more just because he’s well-dressed.

What he’s wearing now, is his cleanest outfit.

Zhang Feng pats his shoulder and says: "It’s fine, don’t you know Young Master Bu? What he wants is authenticity, not those flashy, useless things!"

Downstairs.

Many staff members whisper to each other as they see Ning Feiping is about to take the stage.

"It’s Ning Feiping’s turn!"

"I know him, he’s the finale?"

"Yeah."

"Can he do it? His voice is a bit..."

"I think it’s great! I really like his voice!"

"You like it, but that doesn’t mean the audience and judges will accept it."

"That’s true, Ning Feiping is quite different from the other contestants, probably the most controversial among the trainees."

"Let nature take its course!"

"..."

Countdown.

Three seconds...

Two seconds...

One second...

Recording starts!

"Please welcome the next trainee!" says the host.

Instantly, the stage lights dim, amplifying the atmosphere to the fullest.

Ning Feiping hesitates, then walks onto the stage with trepidation.

He’s even more nervous than Wu Mei, who opened the show.

Even he doesn’t realize that his back has unconsciously hunched over, filled with insecurity.

Zhang Feng is extremely worried and shouts from below: "Xiaoning, stand tall!"

It is only then that Ning Feiping stiffly straightens his back a bit.

Elder Wang says: "You can do it! You’re the best!"

Finally, Ning Feiping is fully revealed to all the audience on the scene.

The director Nie is startled—this is the closing act?

The audience mostly shares the same surprised expression.

To say, the previous contestants had housewives, PE teachers, train drivers, corporate office workers, and so on.

Although some weren’t good-looking, and were overweight or thin,

at least they were dressed appropriately.

After all, it’s television, and one should find a nice outfit to wear.

Even if some are in casual clothes and sneakers, they still look clean and tidy.

But what about the person before them now?

It’s not an insult, it’s an objective assessment.

Too low-grade.

The old clothes he’s wearing are clean, but that’s about it.

The outdated sneakers, yellowed with age, clearly washed countless times.

Perfectly ordinary, or rather, a somewhat plain buzz-cut that not even the stylist can do anything about.

As for so-called charisma, let’s not even go there.

Honestly, with a contestant like this, standing on stage, you’d say it’s a publicity stunt.

Nobody would believe otherwise!

"Phew!"

"Is this a contestant?"

"Lu Xiaobu’s stage really is full of surprises."

"Right? Are there really migrant workers here?"

"This contestant doesn’t look like someone who can sing!"

"Isn’t this guy just here to court controversy?"

"I really think so. Is he going to sing a viral internet song to shock everyone?"

"Haha, it’s quite possible!"

"Let me be clear, it’s not about looking down on anyone. The middle-order singers weren’t so great, but they weren’t bad either! And now for the finale, a migrant worker? What’s the big idea?"

"Maybe it’s not the production team’s fault. I feel like maybe Lu Xiaobu has run out of tricks and put all the good contestants upfront, so the end is a bit lackluster."

"I can understand the production team’s intention. If there are no good contestants left, what do they do? Just let a migrant worker come shock everyone, sing a song to incite controversy, artificially raise the topic."

"No way! Lu Xiaobu isn’t like that!"

"Who knows? Can you predict Lu Xiaobu’s moves? After all, Lu Xiaobu is a businessman!"

"I guess so!"

"The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."

After the heated opening, the audience’s excitement was boiling, full of surprises and unexpected moments.

Their appetites were whetted.

Although the singing quality of the later contestants was not as good as the previous ones,

they were still acceptable.

After all, they believed that the finale would surely deliver.

Such anticipation was powerful.

But then.

The culmination of their waiting turned out to be this contestant.

It’s only normal for the audience to feel disappointed.

The station manager, Nie, saw the audience’s reaction and thought to himself—This is bad!

Even if there really are no good contestants left, you can’t just make do with a migrant worker.

If worst comes to worst, even someone who sings mediocrely would suffice.

At least that wouldn’t cause such a stir or provoke controversy.

Everything was going so well at first, hitting amazing highs.

And now, the finale is fumbling?

Don’t you realize that a makeshift migrant worker could cause the entire show to collapse?

Attracting attention just for the sake of attracting attention?!

Young Master Lu, oh Young Master Lu, this is really... too willful of you!

The coaches sitting on the chairs are facing the audience.

They can’t see behind them, and can only gauge the contestant based on the audience’s reaction.

Grandma Jia Yi: "Huh, this person seems controversial?"

Chen Wen: "Don’t know, but everyone looks disappointed?"

Fang Li: "Must be because he didn’t meet everyone’s expectations."

Grandma Jia Yi: "There’s nothing you can do, voices that awe everyone aren’t that common. It’s good enough if a show has one or two."

Seeing the audience’s reaction, all four coaches prepare for the worst.

If it sounds good they’ll turn around, if not, they won’t hit the buzzer.

Lu Xiaobu’s show is all about being real, so let’s keep it real!

Only Sun Wanqi gives Lu Xiaobu a provocative look—Looks like your ace in the hole isn’t much after all!

Lu Xiaobu snorts—Not much?! Just you watch!

In the next minute, I’ll shock you!