403: Terrible planning, ruining my youth

Hei Jing nodded slightly, his expression still serious, but his tone softened slightly: "Your body control has improved significantly, and you have achieved an initial fusion with the mood of the song. The trajectory of your arm movements is smooth, and the extension of your toes meets the standard."

"Keep it up, please continue to work hard."

[⊙∀⊙! Mentor Hei Jing actually praised someone.]

《Arielle: Recognized by Mentor Hei Jing, I can die without regrets》

[Bai Xuan: zzZZ]

Lia showed a hint of approval: "The high notes were handled very cleanly, your Elvish pronunciation is standard, and your emotional investment is more sincere than last time."

"Maintain this state."

Ming Xuan quickly calculated: "Audience favorability is rising steadily, and the atmosphere in the comments is harmonious."

"Although the peak of tips is not high, the audience loyalty is high, making her suitable for long-term cultivation. She has huge potential to endorse fairy-themed products or Underworld cultural promotional films."

[Mentor Ming Xuan has already planned Arielle's future.]

Ming Xuan: Be obedient, come with me, and I will guarantee your star path is smooth》

[Arielle, go for it!!!]

Chen Yu interjected at the right time, comically imitating Hei Jing's cold face: "It seems our Arielle has received the unanimous... um, majority approval from the mentors?"

"Thanks to 'Arielle's Leg Pendant' for sending fifty sets of 'Spirit Rhinoceros Birds'. Next, a blockbuster is coming. Please welcome our most popular contestant, the fairy princess with the Wood Spirit Body, Ilena."

"She will challenge a brand new musical style with 'Breaking the Cocoon'."

The stage lights suddenly became intense, and the music was full of rhythm.

Ilena changed her usual soft and beautiful image, wearing a sharp battle robe. Her singing voice carried a sense of power that broke through restraints, and her dance movements were full of sexual tension.

Bai Xuan raised an eyebrow and sat up slightly: "Oh, the Fourth Princess has changed her style today? Interesting."

He looked her over with great interest.

Hei Jing's eyes were like torches, staring closely at her every movement: "The sense of power is there, but the control of the explosive points is unstable. Your center of gravity shifted by 2 centimeters when landing on the third beat."

"There is still a disconnect between your emotional expression and body language. Fail."

[Tsk tsk tsk, is Mentor Hei Jing's ruler carved into his DNA?]

《2 centimeters... I'm blind, I can't see it》

[Ilena: Smile gradually disappears.]

[Aba aba aba...]

A flash of surprise appeared in Lia's eyes: "You broke out of your comfort zone. The transition between true and falsetto voices is smooth, and the high notes are extremely penetrating. Ilena, you did it."

The data on the light screen in front of Ming Xuan was jumping wildly: "Topic popularity is skyrocketing, and the comments are buzzing about 'Princess Transformation'."

"The tip amount has increased by two hundred percent year-on-year, and the commercial value rating has jumped directly to A. The potential is limitless."

[Your Highness, please kill me.]

[I cried at this transformation.]

[Mentor Ming Xuan's eyes are shining; that's the look of someone looking at a cash cow.]

[Mentor Hei Jing: Doesn't matter, it's a fail anyway.]

[Bai Xuan: Barely watchable, here's a tip. (Throws out one hundred Underworld coins)]

Chen Yu jumped excitedly on the stage: "Wow, it seems Princess Ilena's breakthrough performance has received great attention."

"Mentor Ming Xuan is even smiling. Thanks to 'Has the Princess Debuted Today' for sending ninety-nine sets of 'flower of the other shore'."

"Let's take a short break for a commercial. More excitement after the break."

The light screen began to loop a catchy ad for "Wangchuan River Herbal Tea: Drink a sip to forget the sorrows of your past life."

Then, bizarre products popped up, such as "meng pos soup Co-branded Facial Mask: Apply it to forget the wrinkles of your past life," and "judges brush-shaped Lipstick: Wipe away peach blossom debts with one stroke."

Shang Wan Ning narrowed her eyes, rubbed her head against Ling Qi's lap, and lazily said: "Tell Ming Xuan that Ilena's 'Breaking the Cocoon' battle robe is good. Have the tailor shop make one hundred thousand sets and hang them for sale in the Underworld Market."

"Yes." Ling Qi's fingertips flickered with spiritual light.

The commercial ended, and Chen Yu's voice exploded again: "Welcome back. The national voting channel is now open."

"Want to support your favorite young lady? Simple, purchase official Underworld designated products to obtain voting rights."

"Buy a cup of 'Wangchuan River Herbal Tea' and get one ticket; buy a box of 'meng pos soup Co-branded Mask' and get ten tickets; buy a 'judges brush Lipstick' and get fifty tickets."

"Buy a set of 'Nether Fashion Family Bucket' and get one thousand tickets directly! The more votes, the greater the chance for the young lady to debut."

The comments went crazy instantly:

[The Underworld's move here is 6 (impressive).]

《It's clearly fleecing the leeks, but I'm willing》

[I've already bought ten boxes of herbal tea, charge for my daughter!]

[The person above is ruthless, can you finish ten boxes of herbal tea?]

[If you can't finish it, pour it into the Wangchuan River! It's worth it for my daughter.]

[Confirmed: The Underworld is a capitalist.]

[Even darker than the talent shows in the human world~]

On the light screen, the voting segment of "Underworld Song and Dance Troupe 101" was in full swing.

The comments scrolled frantically, and gift effects exploded across the screen.

"AQi, who came up with this planning?" Shang Wan Ning suddenly spoke.

"Ming Xuan and You Lin planned it together."

"No wonder it's so awkward; it's purely drawing a tiger based on a cat."

Shang Wan Ning held her forehead, subconsciously tugging at Ling Qi's sleeve, "I'm cringing so hard my toes are curling, it's too awkward."

At this moment, the program list flickered, and the Empress's honorable name was forcibly added to the planning column.

Shang Wan Ning's eye twitched: "My subordinates want to please me, I understand this intention. But this level of planning is too embarrassing to show, it's excruciatingly awkward."

She suddenly remembered that "A Chinese Ghost Story" she was forced to film several decades ago.

Except for a pretty face, the acting was as bad as a disaster movie.

"The talent shows on Mercury, no matter how bad, have script conflicts and professional judges to hold them up." Shang Wan Ning rubbed her brows, her tone helpless.

"Ours, on the other hand, only has the contestants' faces to look at."

She stared at the delicate faces of those fairy girls on the light screen and suddenly sighed in relief: "Forget it, at least they are all natural and haven't gone under the knife."

Ling Qi added at the right time: "According to the statistics of the Underworld Market, since the broadcast started, peripheral products have already sold for thirty billion incense points."

Shang Wan Ning raised an eyebrow, glanced at the fans frantically spamming gifts in the comments, and curled her lips: "As long as we can fleece the fans' money, it's fine. Tell You Lin to add a contestant dormitory reality show in the next episode, let them fight for the C-position, the livelier, the better."

"Also, make a few dark horse scripts," she added lazily, "you have to give the leeks something to look forward to."

Chen Yu was still pulling his voice on stage to solicit votes: "Family, there is only one minute left for voting. Buy the 'Nether Family Bucket' now, and you can get a few more limited-edition contestant autographed photos."

Shang Wan Ning narrowed her eyes and suddenly curled a wicked smile.

"Hey ;-), add a 'Resurrection Match' in the later stages. Let the fans of the eliminated contestants continue to spend money to vote, and say that the top three in votes can be resurrected."

Ling Qi silently wrote it down.

"Also, set up a 'Limited-Time PK Ranking', where the one with the lowest votes every hour is directly eliminated. Make those fans stare at the voting every moment, not even daring to sleep."

"And set up a 'Crowdfunded Debut Spot'," Shang Wan Ning said with increasing enthusiasm, her fleecing attribute directly maxing out on the spot.

"Let the fans pool their money, gather five billion incense points, and directly guarantee a debut and a spot on the trending topics."

Ling Qi whispered a reminder: "Your Majesty, won't doing it this way be a bit too blunt?"

"Hmph, blunt?"

Shang Wan Ning laughed, unconcerned. "The leeks just eat this stuff up. Tell the company to open an 'Underworld 101 Limited Milk Tea Shop' in the human world. Buy a cup and get a voting coupon; it's a guaranteed profit."