HDRDTH -Chapter 39 I Can Make It—Do You Dare to Eat It?

When Su Xi stood at the center of the stage and gripped the microphone, the entire Beijing Sports Arena fell into a brief silence.

Tens of thousands of spectators on-site, along with countless viewers online, all focused their attention on this little girl who had just endured a storm of online abuse.

The intro began.

A clear guitar strum, like a gentle breeze, brushed through every corner of the arena.

Su Xi closed her eyes. Scenes flashed through her mind—the loneliness of being isolated at school, her mother’s suppressed sobbing late at night.

She slowly opened her eyes. The clarity within them reflected the stage lights like shimmering stars.

She opened her mouth.

A youthful yet powerful voice instantly pierced through the entire venue.

“Every time, I wander through loneliness but stay strong.”

“Every time, even when I’m hurt, I refuse to shed a tear.”

“I know I’ve always had a pair of invisible wings.”

“That carry me, fly me beyond despair.”

There was no flashy technique, no deliberate emotional exaggeration.

Only pure emotion—and the stubborn resilience of a butterfly breaking free from its cocoon in despair.

This song, after experiencing Xingmang Entertainment’s malicious suppression and a full-scale online smear campaign, finally gained its true soul when sung by Su Xi herself—the person who had lived it.

When the final echo faded into the air above the stadium, Su Xi lowered the microphone and bowed deeply.

The massive arena remained silent for a full five seconds.

Not a sound could be heard.

Then—

BOOM!

Tens of thousands of spectators stood up at the same time. Applause and cheers erupted like a tidal wave, instantly lifting the roof of the stadium!

“XiXi! XiXi!”

“You were amazing!”

“You’re the best!”

The four heavyweight judges in the front row all stood up in unison.

The famously sharp-tongued music producer hurriedly removed his black-rimmed glasses, frantically wiping his eyes with his suit sleeve.

“A genius! A once-in-a-century genius!”

He grabbed the microphone and shouted, his voice trembling.

“The lyrics and composition are nothing short of miraculous! And her performance has given this song an irreplaceable soul!”

In the audience, countless glow sticks waved wildly, forming a dazzling sea of stars.

Many young girls were crying so hard their makeup ran, and even grown men had red eyes, clapping so hard their palms were swollen—but they didn’t even notice.

At the same time, the live broadcast on major platforms completely exploded.

The screen, which had still been somewhat visible moments ago, was now completely buried under endless comments and bullet chats.

Servers groaned under the pressure, and the video lagged into a slideshow.

“Sorry! XiXi, I’m sorry! I got manipulated by Xingmang’s trolls yesterday and insulted you—I deserve to die!”

“No amount of typing can express how shocked I am! This isn’t singing—it’s a soul massage!”

“Xingmang Entertainment nearly destroyed the future of Chinese music!”

“Who wrote this song? Mr. Yu? The same Mr. Yu who can fish submarines with a fishing rod?!”

“Stop talking! Voting is open—everyone, go!”

Behind the stage, the real-time voting graph began to surge wildly.

Other contestants were slowly climbing at tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of votes.

But Su Xi’s red bar shot upward like a rocket.

One million!

Three million!

Eight million!

It broke ten million in under a minute!

The speed was so fast it was impossible to track with the naked eye.

The system even triggered a red overload warning—data interface saturation detected.

“This is insane…”

The host stared at the screen behind him, jaw nearly dropping.

“Twenty-five million votes… and still climbing!”

“A landslide! This is a complete crushing victory!”

When voting closed, Su Xi’s final count froze at 58,600,000 votes.

Three times the total votes of ranks two through ten combined.

The servers of multiple websites crashed for a full two minutes.

In the VIP family seating area, Yu Xian looked at the radiant Su Xi on stage with the expression of a satisfied father.

Beside him, Su Wanyi was already in tears, covering her mouth tightly to avoid crying out loud.

“Why are you crying? This is a happy occasion.”

Yu Xian casually handed her a tissue.

“Xiao Yu… thank you.”

Su Wanyi looked at him through teary eyes.

Under the stage lights, this man—usually in shorts and slippers, looking utterly unremarkable—now had a calm, steady profile that carried an inexplicable master-like aura.

“The greatest luck of my life… is meeting you.”

Yu Xian felt awkward at the sudden heartfelt confession and cleared his throat.

“Ahem… just watch the show. Don’t look at me. My face doesn’t have gold on it.”

Without any suspense, Su Xi won the championship with an overwhelming landslide score.

When the judge handed her the golden trophy, she raised it high and cried out toward the cameras:

“I dedicate this trophy to my mom and Uncle Yu! They gave me my invisible wings!”

The moment exploded across the internet.

#SuXiChampionship#, #InvisibleWingsGodLevelPerformance#, and #MrYuInvisibleWings# all instantly dominated the trending charts.

At the same time, another official announcement from Xingmang Entertainment quietly climbed into the trending list.

Beijing Police Notice: Several executives of Xingmang Entertainment, including Zhao Mou, have been criminally detained on suspicion of serious economic and criminal offenses. The case is under further investigation.

The internet erupted.

“It actually happened! Arrested in less than 36 hours—insane efficiency!”

“From Zhao Gang threatening Su Xi yesterday morning to him being in custody tonight… Xingmang Entertainment just evaporated!”

“Who’s behind this? This coordination between media, police, and industry bans is definitely not a coincidence!”

“Do I even need to say it? Obviously Mr. Yu!”

“Mr. Yu’s passive skill is literally ‘Crime Terminator’ at max level!”

“Please print Mr. Yu’s photo in anti-corruption booklets—this is more effective than anything else!”

Yu Xian, however, ignored all the online chaos.

After the event, he rejected all media interviews and slipped back to Jinshui Bay Villa with Su Wanyi and Su Xi through the VIP exit.

“Phew—finally home.”

The moment he entered, Yu Xian kicked off his shoes, loosened his tie, and collapsed onto the sofa like a deflated balloon.

“This sofa is still the best… if I had stayed there any longer, my spine would’ve filed for retirement.”

Su Wanyi watched him helplessly and smiled.

After putting Su Xi to bed, she sat down beside him.

“Xiao Yu… thank you so much for today.”

Her eyes were full of warmth.

“Enough, enough. I’m tired of hearing ‘thank you.’ My ears are going to get calluses.”

Yu Xian waved his hand lazily.

“If you really want to thank me, tomorrow buy two pounds of pork belly and make me braised pork. Extra fat, don’t hold back. I’ve been dealing with those Xingmang bastards so much my body’s running dry.”

Su Wanyi blinked, then suddenly laughed.

She tilted her head, a teasing glint in her eyes.

“I cook it? Fine. I dare to make it—but do you dare to eat it?”