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As soon as the new rule was announced, it sparked a storm of discussion and widespread praise among the
public.
If a contestant chosen by popular vote ended up impacting the outcof the competition, it wouldn't be fair to
the other participants. There was also the risk of things turning ugly-vote rigging and other dishonest tactics
weren't unheard of. But on the other hand, if the voting was purely ceremonial, with no real reward or
significance, then what was the point of holding it at all?
To solve this dilemma, the organizers cup with an ingenious solution.
Stella Cameron had barely finished her performance when her votes began to soar, shooting up so quickly that
the online voting platform started to lag. She hadn't even had a chance to give her thank-you speech, and
already the system was struggling to keep up. At the stime, the livestream audience numbers spiked
tically, the broadcast suddenly as popular as those of the hottest intecelebrities.
In an age where looks seem to rule everything, who could resist such a stunning and charming young woman?
Stella's beauty was striking and memorable—far from the cookie-cutter influencers filling everyone's feeds these
days.
In the control room backstage, the technical director stared at the screen in disbelief, his words tumbling out in
excitement.
"Director, we've gone viral! We're blowing up!"
The man in charge, Howard Shaw, was a third-tier director whose career had never really taken off. Honest to a
fault, Howard was notorious for refusing to play political games or fake results, a trait that made him unpopular
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtamong industry insiders. As a result, he'd always been shut out of the big, prestigious shows; he couldn't even
land a spot on a proper television broadcast.
These days, even talent shows and competitions that looked fair on the surface often had their outcomes
scripted behind closed doors. But Howard refused to take part in anything underhanded. Now in his fifties, his
reputation and résumé had stagnated for years.
This particular competition was a high-stakes one: the contestants would eventually face off against
international rivals. There was net
room for flashy, unqualified insiders who could only win by pulling strings-such embarrassments wouldn't cut it
on the world stage. Maybe you could buy off a judge or a competitor at home, but that wouldn't get you far
abroad.
A few years earlier, the Novaris Orchestra had finished dead last at an international music competition all
because the domestic selection process had been riddled with corruption. Everyone-from the organizers and
judges down to the contestants-had been bribed. It got so bad that with the right price, anyone could be
guaranteed a spot in the finals. The so-called "champions" were hyped up as prodigies, but once they stepped
onto the international stage, their true abilities were embarrassingly exposed.
Back then, the contest still had elimination rounds, and the rare participants who refused to play along were
secretly sabotaged and kicked out. This rot from the inside lasted five years before finally coming to light. Only
then was there a serious crackdown, with everyone involved put on trial.
Justice, as they say, may be slow, but it never fails to arrive.
After the scandal, public trust in the competition tanked. The truly talented stopped signing up, and interest
waned. Even when the entire staff from judges to directors and coaches-was replaced, the damage lingered. The
competitors just weren't as strong, at least until
Antoney Watson appeared.
The reason Howard was recruited for this year's event was simple: he couldn't be
bought, and he refused to fake anything. But because he'd been sidelined for years and didn't have a big name,
he was assigned to oversee the online livestream.
The idea to offer a real reward for the popular vote? That was Howard's brainchild.
After watching the competition, Howard was in unusually high spirits. Good music had a way of lifting his mood.
As soon as he pushed open the door to the control room, the technical director pointed at the screen and
shouted.
"Director, it's exploding! We're going viral!"
Howard blinked, still trying to catch up. "Exploding? What's exploding?"
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