The outcome of the performance is determined by the live audience's votes after the show.
Fang Yuzhou and Sang Qiao's team, who were originally scheduled to appear last, would soon learn the final ranking of the first performance.
However.
Before the results of the performance were announced, the hot search list exploded.
Since it was the program group's first live performance and the trainees were meeting the audience and fans for the first time, the ticket prices were very cheap. Almost a hundred thousand people filled the sports stadium.
It was like.
A crowded hundred thousand people coming together to enjoy a free fireworks and drone chasing star show.
This is damn.
Apart from die-hard fans, who cared about the results of the competition!
The live fireworks and night scenes were captured in the photos of the audience and were shared as nine-pictures on their Weibo accounts.
Strawberry Zizisa: The ticket for 188 yuan was so worth it that I shouted a swear word, these fireworks effects are even cooler than the ones I saw in Victoria Harbour! Don't you think they're cool?! [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]
Lazy Cat Loves Eating Fish: I captured it too! Who is this sugar daddy fan throwing money around! I don't deserve to chase stars! [Picture]
Hua Muyan xx: Envious of the sisters in S City... I heard that the fireworks display was set up by a sugar daddy, and half of S City saw it. Alas, I also want to see it QAQ
Soft Not Rubbing: Just discussed with a professional, this should be a fireworks drone operation and a set of it costs about seven to eight million, goodbye goodbye goodbye, poor people don't deserve to have their idols.
With the increasing discussion, the unidentified sugar daddy fan shot to the top of the Weibo hot search list.
And trumped the program groups layer by layer, directly occupied the first place in the trending.
A way of chasing stars that you haven't seen before
Qiao Qiao, always healthy and happy
The fireworks lasted for a full fifteen minutes, and many citizens who were not chasing stars or paying attention to "Your Stage" happened to click in when they saw the trending topic and made a few comments together.
Soon after, the final ranking of the performance was announced.
Fang Yuzhou's group's number of votes surpassed the other groups, taking the top spot.
Subsequently, in order to compete in the next performance's dance formation.
In the group that secured the top spot, the audience would vote again to select the trainee with the highest number of votes to take the center position in the next appearance.
Among the nearly one hundred thousand people present at the venue, some audience members simply bought tickets casually to watch the show, and the trainee they liked didn't rank first in the lineup.
So.
Perhaps, thanks to the free fireworks show.
Sang Qiao's vote rate surpassed Jiang Tong and Fang Yuzhou for the first time, ranking first in the support rate of all trainees.
Which meant.
Sang Qiao would be the first center position in the next performance.
The schedule for all trainees was very tight.
After the performance, they had to fly back to the northern city that night and resume the new day's training the next morning.
The dedicated bus took the program team's staff and trainees to the airport. Unlike the last time. While waiting for security check at the international airport in S city, there was a noticeable increase in the number of people looking for Sang Qiao to ask for autographs and photos. And after taking the photos and signing them, when those people left -- they would often smile, and say to Sang Qiao, "Qiao Qiao, stay healthy and happy." Sang Qiao turned eighteen years old and, except for today, had never received any blessings. But it seemed as if, on this day, all the blessings from the past eighteen years were being completed. The crew from the five private planes were waiting as warmly as ever at the boarding gate to welcome Sang Qiao on board. Just before takeoff. A flight attendant came over and took Sang Qiao to the onboard audio-visual area, and smilingly said to him, "Mr. Sang, Mr. Fu just called the crew. If you have time, would you mind temporarily turning on your mobile phone?" Sang Qiao was stunned and took out his phone from his pocket. Only then did he remember that he had turned off his mobile phone before boarding the last time, and had hardly had any time to return to his room to rest during the competition in the past few days, and now his phone was still off. Sang Qiao just turned on his phone, when Fu Xingzhou called in. The private airplane's onboard audio-visual area was equipped with a highly effective soundproofing layer, and the flight attendant who had just taken Sang Qiao over had already closed the door and left. In the silent environment. Fu Xingzhou's voice sounded clear and calm: "Is the performance over?" For some unknown reason. Sang Qiao was completely stunned. He sat down quietly on the massage sofa inside the audio-visual room, raised his eyes, and a tear rolled down his cheek. Sang Qiao didn’t understand why he was crying. After all, crying wouldn't solve anything, and he hadn't cried for a long time. Sang Qiao reached out to wipe the corner of his eye, and found that it seemed that he couldn't stop the tears temporarily, so he quickly shifted his attention, cheerfully clearing his throat, "Um, it's over." No sniffing, no choking. Just tears falling for a while, and they soon ended. Nobody would notice. Sang Qiao brought his attention back and asked, "By the way, Fu Xingzhou, about the airplane..." Fu Xingzhou, who was sitting in the top office, put down his pen and said, "Don't like the airplane model? This one is an old model from two years ago. The new plane you ordered hasn't finished maintenance abroad yet. Can you make do with this one for now?" Sang Qiao: "..." So airplanes also have models... Excuse me, airplane brother. Sang Qiao quickly wiped his face clean with his hands, coughed, and cleared his throat, "And the fireworks during today's performance, thank you." Fu Xingzhou laughed softly, "How did you know it was me?" Sang Qiao scratched his head, very honestly lowering his head, "Good guess, because no one else would set off fireworks for me." Fu Xingzhou: "..." This time, Fu Xingzhou was finally at a loss for words. Meanwhile, at the other end of the phone, Sang Qiao suddenly straightened up from the sofa as if he had remembered something important, and cheerfully said, "There's one more thing!" Fu Xingzhou: "What is it?" Sang Qiao excitedly swung his legs back and forth, "I mean, you said to me before, don't always say thank you. If I feel like wanting to compensate you, then I should sleep with you, right?" Fu Xingzhou: "?" Fu Xingzhou did not follow Sang Qiao's train of thought for a moment, and paused, "What?" Sang Qiao noticed Fu Xingzhou's hesitation and lowered his voice, "Ah... You said that to me that morning, have you forgotten?" Only then did Fu Xingzhou confirm that what Sang Qiao said was indeed what he had in mind. It was about them being together for real, about becoming legal partners. About the answer to the future. Fu Xingzhou was a person who never did anything without certainty and never handed over the right to answer to anyone else. But this is the only exception. Although an exception, if Sang Qiao says no... He had made so much effort, and it was even more impossible for him to let go at this point.
Fu Xingzhou's voice softened a bit as he spoke again, "No, Sang Qiao. I haven't forgotten."
Sang Qiao's swaying legs stopped for a moment.
He rubbed his nose, "Oh..."
Fu Xingzhou said, "So, what about it, Qiao Qiao?"
Sang Qiao: "..."
Although Sang Qiao had always had a thick skin since he was young, he still felt that he had never been so shameless.
After humming and hawing for half a day, he said resolutely, "Yes! I've made up my mind!"
Sang Qiao said, "Let's get in bed when I go back!"
Fu Xingzhou: "..."
Sang Qiao's response was too straightforward.
Fu Xingzhou, unusually hesitant, repeated, "Sang Qiao, are you sure?"
Since the words had already been spoken.
Sang Qiao resumed his shameless self, nodding like a little chick, "Yes, yes, I'm sure. Let's get in bed when I go back!"
Sang Qiao added, "And if you ever don't want me, I absolutely won't pester you! I can also charge into battle for you! Although I'm not a good person and I'm not well-educated, I'm good at fighting!"
After Sang Qiao finished his chatter.
There was no immediate response from the other end of the phone.
One second.
Two seconds.
Sang Qiao, who was already somewhat anxious, listened in secretly to Fu Xingzhou's breathing.
Then, he heard a low and gentle voice from the other end, "Okay."
He didn't need you to learn, nor did he need you to charge into battle.
And definitely not your non-entanglement.
After a few seconds of pause, Fu Xingzhou finally smiled faintly, "I'll wait for you to come back."
The call ended.
Raven, who had been waiting outside for a long time, finally obtained the boss's permission and cautiously pushed open the door with a stack of documents in hand.
Then.
He saw his boss sitting behind the spacious desk in the boss chair.
Dazed.
Raven: "..."
Raven had been Fu Xingzhou's special assistant for many years, and this was the first time he had seen Fu Xingzhou dazed; the whole person was plunged into a mysterious panic.
Is it because the money isn't easy to earn, or the antique paintings in the office don't look good?
Is it because overseas stock prices have plummeted?
Is the Fu family going to collapse?
Raven cautiously made his way to Fu Xingzhou's desk, slowly placing the documents on the table, "Boss?"
Fu Xingzhou came back to his senses, instantly transforming from a bewildered state back to the noble, cold, and beautiful CEO mode, and said coldly, "Have you checked again?"
The pile of documents in Raven's hand had nothing to do with the company, all of them were Sang Qiao's medical records.
Not only from Beicheng, but from all over the country as well.
Although Raven didn't understand why Fu Xingzhou wanted to recheck Mrs. Boss, oh no, Mr. Sang's medical records, he still dutifully explained, "All have been checked, boss. Mr. Sang has a total of thirty-five registered medical records from childhood to present. I have also categorized the departments."
Fu Xingzhou's expression was very stern as he raised his eyebrows, "What are they?"
Raven: "They are divided into five departments, with the most being in the trauma department, with thirteen times; followed by the emergency department nine times; orthopedics six times; head injury surgery four times; and internal medicine three times."
Fu Xingzhou's expression became even more solemn, "Is that all?"
Raven shook his head, "Boss, as you know Mr. Sang's growth situation, many small clinics or private clinics do not publicly disclose any patient information."
Fu Xingzhou remained silent with a serious face.
Raven neatly arranged the documents, and continued, "There's one more thing, boss. Miss Yang, the only daughter of the president of Maohong Heavy Industries, just called to say she has met Mr. Sang."
Fu Xingzhou nodded, "What did she say?"
Raven said, "She said, from her perspective as someone who has been ill before, Mr. Sang doesn't seem like a patient of the same kind... Boss, are you worried about Mr. Sang's health?"
Fu Xingzhou pondered for a moment and said, "No."
Raven didn't want to inquire about the boss's private life, and nodded, "Okay, boss, then I'll go prepare tomorrow's meeting minutes."
Fu Xingzhou did not object.
raven was about to leave.
Just a few steps away.
He heard Fu Xingzhou call out to him from behind, "raven."
Raven thought Fu Xingzhou had suddenly remembered something and turned back, "Boss?"
Fu Xingzhou's hand rhythmically tapped on the surface of the rosewood table, his slender fingers stopped, and slowly said, "I confessed to Sang Qiao before."
Raven: "?"
Fu Xingzhou's voice was full of unspeakable depth: "He just agreed."
raven: "???"
This sudden display of affection was too unexpected.
Raven, who had never been given affection by Fu Xingzhou before, was at a loss for how to respond for a moment.
Fu Xingzhou, who was originally in the dark, didn't even feel the joy of giving affection to a single dog for a long time.
Before raven could understand the boss's meaning.
Fu Xingzhou raised his eyebrows, his face dark, and with the expression of a foolish single dog, he said, "Forget it, go to work."