CHAPTER 595: 231 GENE LOTTERY

The No. 1 Broadcasting Hall is the venue used by the television station to host large-scale programs. Not only is the stage spacious, but the auditorium can also accommodate up to two thousand spectators.

Starting at five o’clock, audiences began to enter with their tickets.

Media reporters, armed with cameras and lenses, commenced their coverage of what was recently the most exciting show in the entertainment industry.

Sharp-eyed entertainment journalists identified several familiar faces among the guests.

There was the super popular boy group "Team V," the rising girl group idol Han Feifei from S.T., and the debut group from the previous season of "Young Idol," Blue Fish (BF as abbreviated), commonly referred to as Blue Fish.

It was a gathering of stars. After a prolonged quiet period, the entertainment industry embraced a crescendo tonight.

The trending topics were ablaze with activity, and fans of various idols celebrated the chance to finally see their favorites. They started comparing outfits, heights, courtesies, and even arguing over whether their clothes were this season’s haute couture, with debates spiraling into dozens of layers of discussion.

Tonight, the entertainment industry witnessed a long-anticipated spectacle.

Zhao Heng held a VIP ticket with the best view, was escorted in by staff, and found a gift package waiting on his seat. Inside were water, small snacks, promotional posters, a silk scarf, and luxury brand lipstick and perfume.

This showcased the host’s considerable investment.

VIP tickets were mostly reserved for media affiliates and company executives, with only a few audience members lucky enough to secure tickets. These spectators occupied a quarter of the VIP section, situated at the rear right.

The seats for Shen You’an and his two companions were in the center of the front row, offering an excellent view and proximity to the stage.

Shen You’an was seated, his head lowered as he sent a message on his phone, while the constant movement and chatter of the crowd surrounded him.

"Mr. Geller, please have a seat."

A polished voice, fluent in a foreign language, sounded nearby.

Shen You’an raised his eyes.

A woman in a red dress walked past him alongside a foreign man, who appeared to be in his thirties.

The man’s seat was separated from Shen You’an by just one chair, and the woman in the red dress sat down right next to Shen You’an.

The woman brushed her curly hair aside and smiled while conversing with the man next to her in a foreign language.

Shen You’an wasn’t initially inclined to pay attention, but he heard a familiar name come up in the woman’s conversation.

"Mr. Geller, surely you’ve heard of ’Young Idol,’ the global phenomenon of talent shows. How does it feel to experience it in person today?"

The man swept his gaze across the venue and nodded in affirmation, saying, "It’s very enthusiastic, the atmosphere is excellent."

"That’s exactly what we aim for. Our signed artist, Rong Xianning, is the most popular contestant on the show. Here’s his performance data during the broadcast—he’s consistently far ahead in every episode."

The woman handed a tablet to the man, which displayed well-organized data charts.

"Rong Xianning?" The man listened to the uproar from the audience and smiled with satisfaction. "President Ding certainly has a good eye; it seems you’ve unearthed a treasure."

"Mr. Geller, as long as you collaborate with me, when it comes to idol groups, I dare say in the Hua Country market, no one can surpass us. You will not be disappointed," the woman said confidently.

The man smiled. "I trust President Ding’s capabilities."

Ding Meng curled her lips into a confident smile.

At this moment, she noticed a gaze upon her and turned to look.

To her right sat a young man wearing a baseball cap and a face mask. At first glance, he seemed to exude celebrity charisma, leading her to momentarily wonder which major star he might be.

But after closer inspection, she was sure she didn’t recognize him. Perhaps he was a newcomer from some company? She then nonchalantly withdrew her gaze.

At seven o’clock sharp, the auditorium was completely packed. The colorful support sticks resembled shining stars in the night sky, illuminating the darkness with a spectacularly magnificent scene.

This season’s stage design was executed by the top visual effects company in the industry, exuding advanced technological aesthetics. The opening animation seemed to immerse audiences in a three-dimensional space, delivering an incredibly vivid sense of realism.

Exclamations from the audience crescendoed wave after wave.

The music began, and contestants from "Young Idol" entered the scene aboard a "futuristic spaceship," each singing a line to open the gala.

Displayed on the enormous electronic screen was a boundless, cosmic universe. A spaceship hurtled toward them at light speed, its imposing presence making the audience hold their breath, afraid to miss any thrilling detail.

The "spaceship" landed on the stage, its door opened, and a figure wearing an astronaut suit stepped out.

The visuals were so real that everyone felt as though they were standing within the vast galaxy.

At this point, the drums sounded. Each step taken by the "astronaut" was perfectly in sync with the drumbeats, followed by a seamless moonwalk. Despite the bulky astronaut suit, the dance moves were astonishingly smooth and carried undeniable finesse.

As the drumbeat intensified, the pace quickened, heightening the suspense and gripping the audience’s hearts tightly.