chsdbacks Chapter 296 Surpassing The Voice!
Chapter 296 Surpassing The Voice!
The evening breeze on the playground carried a hint of heat, but Jiang Bai felt exceptionally refreshed.
Because his popularity is increasing dramatically!
[Popularity: +5000! +8000! +15000!]
"This looks like 'The Masked Singer' has aired!"
"Great! Fantastic! My main account is finally going to turn the tables!"
To maintain this momentum, Jiang Bai decided to strike while the iron was hot and test the remaining two items as well.
.......
The first event is the 1,000-meter race.
Jiang Bai stood on the starting line, Su Ze held his phone and acted as the timer, while Gu Dapeng stared nervously at Jiang Bai's legs, afraid that this guy might suddenly teleport.
"Ready—Go!"
At Su Ze's command, Jiang Bai shot off like an arrow.
At this moment, the 12 stamina points demonstrated amazing endurance.
Jiang Bai felt as if his lungs were a brand-new, high-powered exhaust fan, with every breath of fresh air being transformed into a continuous source of power.
After running two and a half laps, Jiang Bai not only didn't feel any leg soreness, but he didn't even break a sweat.
"stop!!"
Su Ze abruptly pressed the stopwatch, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets:
"3 minutes and 10 seconds! Holy crap, third brother, your score... is just barely above the perfect mark for the college entrance exam physical fitness test!"
Gu Dapeng ran over and carefully observed Jiang Bai's breathing rate. He discovered that the guy hadn't even let out a single breath, and his previously anxious heart finally felt half relieved.
"Phew... Although this result is top-notch among ordinary college students, it's just barely passing in the sports world."
"It seems that you're only strong, third brother. Your endurance isn't quite at that 'superhuman' level."
Jiang Bai wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead and nodded inwardly.
The 12-point stamina value provides the most significant boost to strength, but in long-distance bursts of power, it is more about being "not tired" and "recovering quickly".
The true speed limit is still limited by current physical abilities.
Next up is the high jump.
Jiang Bai casually spent 20,000 popularity points in the system shop to buy a basic [High Jump Special Skill].
Approach run, push off the ground, clear the bar.
"Clatter".
Jiang Bai landed steadily on the sponge mat.
Upon checking the measurement, it reads 1.53 meters!
Jiang Bai got up from the mat and patted the dust off his bottom.
He didn't feel disappointed; on the contrary, he gained a clearer understanding of the limitations of 12 stamina points.
"Strength is fundamental, but skill and coordination need to be built up through popularity."
Jiang Bai muttered to himself.
[Ding! Host, did you see that? This is called 'uneven academic performance'.]
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Jiang Bai rolled his eyes and mentally gave the middle finger:
"No way! I'm good enough at the school sports meet, who wants to compete with those burly, dark-skinned guys in the sports arena?"
Once all projects have been tested.
"Let's go back to the dormitory!"
Jiang Bai pulled up Gu Dapeng, who was still studying the high jump stand, but his mind had already flown to "The Masked Singer".
"I just felt my popularity score jump another 100,000! My 'Silver Fox King' reveal segment is definitely going to be a huge hit!"
.......
at the same time.
Kyoto TV, backstage at The Voice.
The night was deep outside the window, but the atmosphere backstage was as cold as if it were winter.
Wang Dazhong was slumped in his leather swivel chair, staring intently at the real-time viewership curve on the corner of the monitor.
[1.61%.......1.63%.......1.60%]
Looking at the red line that was as steady as a stopped electrocardiogram, Wang Dazhong felt his heart tighten.
"Damn, this generation of viewers has been spoiled by Teacher Bai Zhi."
Wang Dazhong wiped the cold sweat from his face and couldn't help but swear.
To be fair, a 1.6% viewership rating would be a clear leader among any music variety show nationwide, enough to make the TV station director sleepless with joy.
The problem is, it happened just last week, right here in this room.
This red line pierced right through the ceiling, setting a near-mythical record of 4.0%!
From a Manchu Han Imperial Feast to a simple steamed bun and pickled vegetables.
This disparity almost caused Wang Dazhong, who prided himself on having a "steady mindset like an old dog," to break down on the spot.
"Director, the quality of today's competition is actually quite high."
The assistant director beside him whispered words of comfort.
"Teachers Wang Feng and Zhang Xingzhe have almost lost their voices from shouting so much to teach the students. This 1.6% is enough to preserve our core customer base..."
"Fundamentals my ass!"
Wang Dazhong stared wide-eyed.
"To me now, 1.6 is no different from 0.1!"
"Jiang Baizhi is simply a monster! The moment she left, she stole my soul, and the audience all followed suit!"
"The ratings without Bai Zhi are worlds apart from the ratings with Bai Zhi."
Just as Wang Dazhong was sighing and lamenting in front of the screen, several technicians who were scanning the monitoring data on their phones suddenly let out a very faint gasp.
"Holy crap? What's going on with the TV station next door?"
"The Masked Singer? Isn't that show almost dead? I just checked and it only has 0.8% rating."
"Look again! Is this curve on a rocket?!"
Wang Dazhong, with his sharp ears, twitched when he heard the words "Litchi TV" and "Masked Singer".
He remembered that a couple of days ago, Li Ming, the director of "The Masked Singer," had sent him a WeChat message to show off, saying that they had invited a mysterious guest who could "save lives" for this episode.
"Come over here, let me see what Li Ming is up to."
Wang Dazhong said with a stern face.
The screen flashed, and the live data from Jiangsu TV appeared on the secondary monitoring screen.
Wang Dazhong initially held a mixture of disdain and scrutiny.
Upon closer inspection, I was instantly dumbfounded!
[1.2%...1.4%...1.55%!]
In the blink of an eye, the viewership of "The Masked Singer" has been frantically reaping online traffic with an extremely brutal attitude!
"It's gone up! It's gone up again! 1.65%!!"
The assistant director screamed, somewhat incredulous:
"Director! They've surpassed us! 'The Masked Singer' is now third in the whole country!!"
Wang Dazhong was completely dumbfounded.
He stared intently at the 1.65% figure, feeling a buzzing in his head and his blood pressure spike to the top of his head.
How can I describe this feeling?
That is, I'm afraid my brother will suffer, and I'm also afraid my brother will drive a Land Rover!
He originally felt sorry that "The Voice of China" dropped to 1.6%, but it was still one of the top three in the country in terms of viewership.
Now look what's happened! His good friend's show, "The Masked Singer," which was at the bottom of the rankings, has actually risen to prominence by stepping on his shoulders?
"Impossible... Absolutely impossible!"
Wang Dazhong suddenly grabbed his phone; the screen showed a live stream of "The Masked Singer".
The camera is now focused on a figure wearing a fox mask; the man is standing in the center of the stage.
Even just a glimpse of his back exuded a sense of oppression like a raging sea.
The moment the first "from that distant seaside" came through the phone speaker, Wang Dazhong was struck dumb, frozen in his chair.
"This song is really high quality! No wonder 'The Masked Singer' is so popular!!"
"No, we have to ask that kid Li Ming where he found such a powerful expert!"
With red eyes, Wang Dazhong dialed Li Ming's number with trembling fingers.