Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God-Chapter 1007 - 1006

After Lin Fan finished singing a song, everyone was astounded; it was incredible that someone could sing so beautifully. The audience was floored, and applause thundered through the room.

Compared to Lin Fan, Hua Yiwu seemed far worse off. Despite being formally trained, Hua Yiwu was outclassed by the amateur Lin Fan by a mile.

"Thank you, everyone, for your applause. I'm just an amateur with limited skills. For professional singing, you should turn to the formally trained Brother Yiwu." Lin Fan quipped before leaving.

This stirred laughter throughout the hall.

"Haha, so ironic!"

"Formally trained? I don't think Hua Yiwu even deserves to carry his shoes!"

"Without comparison, there's no harm done!"

Hua Yiwu's face turned red with embarrassment, wishing he could disappear, feeling utterly humiliated and ashamed.

Immediately, Hua Yiwu made an excuse about feeling unwell to Liu Jinwei and left hurriedly. He couldn't bring himself to stay there any longer, having become a laughing stock.

Liu Jinwei was also frustrated. According to his plan, he wanted Ning Xiaoyue to embarrass herself publicly, to give her a hard time. He wanted Lin Fan to understand the consequences of opposing him, Liu Jinwei. Yet... Ning Xiaoyue was perfectly fine, while Hua Yiwu ended up being humiliated publicly. To top it off, Lin Fan actually displayed a divine-level singing ability, captivating everyone and stealing the spotlight.

Liu Jinwei was at a loss, unsure how to explain this to the Wei Family.

This was outrageous; it was all Lin Fan's fault!

Gritting his teeth, Liu Jinwei thought to himself: it's all because of Lin Fan! Ever since Lin Fan arrived in Hang City, he had become Liu Jinwei's nemesis, causing trouble for him everywhere, never allowing him any peace.

"Lin Fan, ruining my birthday party and planning to leave without consequence? There's no way that's going to happen!" Liu Jinwei sneered internally.

He then instructed Uncle Li to personally handle it this time, no matter what, Ning Xiaoyue must be stopped and miss the group event.

If nothing else, even if they can't ruin Ning Xiaoyue, at least they can make her face criticism and give Lin Fan a hard time.

Ning Xiaoyue and her assistant followed Lin Fan into the Rolls-Royce, and Lin Fan immediately drove off from Haojiang Grand Hotel, heading to the group's event location.

There was less than an hour left before the group event started, and they needed to return to the venue before then.

"Brother Lin Fan, you sing so beautifully. Oh my god, why did I never know before?" Ning Xiaoyue exclaimed in awe, her thoughts completely fixated on Lin Fan, still recovering from the shock of his performance.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Singing isn't that important to me, no need to mention it."

Ning Xiaoyue asked, "Brother Lin Fan, how did you practice?"

Lin Fan replied, "I didn't practice much. I've never had a music teacher; I usually just hum casually."

Ning Xiaoyue wiped her cold sweat and enviously said, "Maybe it's just talent. Brother Lin Fan's music talent is astonishing. If only he could give me a tenth of his musical talent."

She was genuinely envious, often criticized for her poor singing and dancing. She wanted to work hard to shed these unfavorable labels.

Lin Fan chuckled and said, "Talent is something you can't give to others. Everyone certainly has their own strengths. Xiaoyue, you shouldn't envy my musical talent. You should care more about your own talents, what you're better suited for, and do what you're good at."

"This..." Ning Xiaoyue pondered.

Lin Fan asked, "Do you enjoy singing and dancing?"

Ning Xiaoyue thought for a moment and smiled wryly, "Actually, I quite enjoy singing and dancing. I hum songs and dance leisurely, feeling very joyous and relieved. But once on stage, my body stiffens, and practicing singing and dancing becomes extremely stressful."

Lin Fan said, "That's normal. When you're amusing yourself casually, humming, it's okay to be off-key. But once you're on stage, countless eyes are on you, and your performance gets judged by the masses. You can't afford to mess up your dance or singing, or you'll be criticized. Also, you're part of a group; poor performance affects others. Yet the irony is you're not good at singing or dancing, so it's only natural to feel pressured."

Ning Xiaoyue's eyes reddened, thinking Brother Lin Fan was absolutely right, every word pierced her heart.

Ning Xiaoyue said, "I indeed don't have singing or dancing talent. I enjoy it, but I can't do it well. Compared to dancing on stage, I prefer going to karaoke because there's no pressure."

Lin Fan laughed, "I've always said, fortunately, the Creation Star show is based on popularity rankings, not singing and dancing skills. Otherwise, you might not pass the auditions."

Ning Xiaoyue blushed and sighed, "Though it's a harsh truth, it is indeed a fact."

Lin Fan continued, "In fact, I really like this talent show. Even though many criticize it for mass-producing celebrity traffic, looking at the bright side, this show provides everyone with a chance to become a star. It's not only those good at singing and dancing who can succeed, but also those who are good-looking or have comedic talent; everyone displays their skills like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea. The audience freely chooses; those preferring singing and dancing choose the best singers and dancers, those liking good looks choose the prettiest. This show is like a microcosm of our current internet age. With today's advanced internet, everyone can become a media personality, an internet sensation, showcasing various talents—some sing, some dance, some cook, and some are just beautiful—across different fields."

Ning Xiaoyue listened intently, thinking so far Brother Lin Fan was completely right.

Lin Fan continued, "Previously, there were talent shows focused on specific fields, like singing competitions centered on singing skills—best singer wins—or dance competitions solely on dancing—best dancer wins. These shows are beneficial as they select professional singers and dancers, many stars emerged from these types of talent competitions. Creation Star, however, pioneered another form of talent show, ranking by popularity rather than focusing on one ability, diversifying contestants' skills. Stars elected through popularity gained a new term: idols."

"An idol is someone who is liked. An idol must have something worth liking, and this reason for being liked is no longer singular but multifaceted. It's akin to our diverse world; everyone survives on their merits."

Ning Xiaoyue nodded, smiled, and said, "Thank you, Brother Lin Fan, for enlightening me. But I really don't have any specialties; sometimes I don't know why fans like me."