It was the next day.
Lil Goodoong drove Lin Yuan to the Music Center.
Lin Yuan sat in the back seat, looking at his phone.
Many online were discussing today's competition:
"The competition is about to start!"
"The challenge match! The challenge match!"
"Today's match is intense, it's all filled with the Kings and Queens of Singing along with the Fish Legion!"
"The Fish Legion probably can't hold up today."
"Not necessarily, there might be a chance that the Fish Legion defeats the Kings and Queens of Singing."
"Speaking of which, is Prince of Lanling considered part of the Fish Legion?"
"In terms of image, Prince of Lanling is not a fish, but fundamentally, he is still a fish, because all of the new songs he has performed in the competition so far were written by Xian Yu!"
"Pfft."
"Hahaha, Huasheng, you've found a blind spot!"
"..."
Reading this,
Lin Yuan suddenly sneezed.
Lil Goodoong, who was driving, said, "Mr. Lin, are you cold? I'll close the windows."