Translator: Sora
The weekend also happened to be the first day of the “Star” program’s finals.
Only the top 100 contestants had the chance to enter the finals, and almost half of them would be eliminated in each round.
The top three had the privilege to sit out the first round of knockouts. The remaining 97 would compete for the top 50 places. Mo Gungun was the only non-human contestant in the top 100.
As the most eye-catching contestant, Mo Gungun had won the love and support of countless people.
His natural and adorable appearance, on top of the fact that he belonged to an amazing species, were the reasons why people paid attention to him. There was another point that couldn’t be excluded. It was Lu Xiaoqi’s mysterious identity as the panda’s owner. If people wanted to know his identity, they had to keep a close eye on the panda’s streams, where they would immediately fall for Mo Gungun’s loveable face.
Mo Gungun was sitting on the bed, bobbing his head as he followed the rhythm of the people on his virtual screen. He sang loudly, which was immediately followed by noisy sounds of excitement.
Lu Xiaoqi was thumbing through paper books on the side, from where he occasionally looked up and smiled.
Mo Gungun was exceptionally happy. He followed along, humming and hawing, clapping his hands together and making a loud sound, “dandandan…”
The clear voice was offkey, but the busy panda group still tried to sing to the beat.
The fierce ghosts hiding in the dark: “…………”
Sun Xiaoquan’s face showed his tangled feelings, “It’s obvious that his voice is pleasant, but this tone… It’s such a waste.”
Xiao Wen rubbed his ears, “To tell you the truth, I think the fourth chapter is Boss Gun’s best song.”
The other ghosts nodded in agreement.
Mo Gungun’s stream was from 9:17 to 4:17. It was different from the random live broadcast times from before. This time, the process was more formal, and he was given a time allocation. Previously, in the first rounds, each contestant was in charge of deciding when to livestream, but now they would all stream at the same time.
At this time, he stood up.
At the moment, No. 138 was singing. He sang strongly. Mo Gungun nodded his head. It seemed that he liked him very much.
When Mo Gungun just came to this world, he was shocked to hear this kind of song where the beat had a strong presence, which especially tested the heart.
At that time, he sneaked into the big monster’s clothes. He didn’t even dare to stick his little head out. Now, he had grown used to it, swaying his body according to the beat. He was completely different from the timid panda when he had first arrived.
Mo Gungun seemed tired, so he turned into a panda and arched his small body to escape from his clothes. His furry form called to the monster twice, and then sat down. His round little butt fell on the bed and shook.
The little panda’s ears weren’t particularly flexible, but they still twitched a bit.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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Mo Gungun was elated, and so was Lu Xiaoqi.
Lu Xiaoqi’s former aide Li Wenrao and he had already stopped putting up appearances and divided themselves into two different camps. The marshal was short of an entourage, a secretary and an adjutant. The military had mentioned it many times, and there were secret forces trying to squeeze one or two people into his camp, but Lu Xiaoqi refused.
Lu Xiaoqi’s ability was growing stronger. He didn’t trust any adjutants and did everything himself in the military headquarters.
He was tired, but for his panda, it was worth it.
When it was time for No. 138’s performance rating, Mo Gungun had quite a bit he wanted to say. He couldn’t help talking in his youthful voice as his chubby little paws skillfully opened his own account and cheerfully gave him a like.
In the middle of the song, No. 138 had obviously been fighting with the beat. He thought he was going to be eliminated, but he was shocked by the changes in front of him.
He stared at his sudden surge in support and was stunned.
What, what happened?!
The contestants that moved on to the final knockout rounds were selected based on support rate, but the finals weren’t the same as before. This time there were professionals judging the contestants. They had three chances to increase the contestant’s votes by 10%, but it was clear that these professionals currently had no desire to use their power.
However, Mo Gungun, the special contestant, supported him.
It was strange.
So far, Mo Gungun had supported two contestants. One of them was the chef who was in second place.
The other one was No. 138 who was singing fast-paced songs.
The audience now had the opportunity to support both of them. As Mo Gungun’s fans, when they saw that their little panda had chosen contestant 138, they rushed to follow the little panda’s example.
It was precisely because of this that 138, who had left the venue, stayed.
He stared at Mo Gungun’s approval rating, in a trance.
Dazedly, he wiped his face and voted for Mo Gungun in return.
Mo Gungun had many supporters already, so it didn’t matter whether he had one more vote or not. With the huge influx of votes, No. 138 was quickly pushed to the top.
Some people said it was friendly interaction while others scoffed at it, saying this mutual warmth was breaking the rules. It was necessary to eliminate the two players from the competition, so as to show the fairness and openness of the competition!
The staff cut out this part of the message and handed it to the director.
The staff member was worried. “Director, what should we do?”
The director’s eyes flashed, revealing a trace of contempt, “It’s just a grasshopper at the end of autumn, it won’t be hopping around for long.”
With the temperament that ‘everyone is drunk and only I am sober’, the director sneered in his heart that if these people knew the giant standing behind the panda in first place, they would regret their words until their intestines turned blue. In other words, let these people toss about. Anyway, the heat was very good now.
After casting a pitying gaze at this deliberately created rhythm of posts, the director again turned his attention towards the screen.
If that lord would reveal his face in the finals, how shocking it would be. Alas… Thinking about it, the director covered his chest. It gave him heartache that such good material couldn’t be used.
The first knockout round took two days.
At the beginning of each knockout competition, their support ratings would be recalculated from scratch. In the past two days, the support rates of the participants were constantly fluctuating. Eye-catching performances would enhance their popularity. If the performance was lacking, they would be directly eliminated. It was cruel, but this kind of competition had brought good ratings to the program.
Next time, from 50 players, including the top three, it would be decided who would be in the top 25.
Only half of them were qualified to continue the competition, while 25 of them would leave the stage in regret.
Fortunately, in the evening, Mo Gungun didn’t delay any classes.
During the day, he was still sent to school by Lu Xiaoqi with a small bag of snacks. Mo Gungun contentedly entered the classroom.
As soon as he looked up, he saw Liu Pinfeng, who had arrived early.
Liu Pinfeng lifted his hand and waved excitedly.
Mo Gungun went over and sat down, wondering, “What made you so excited today?”
Liu Pinfeng took out his virtual computer and clicked on the screen, “Look at this, do you know this program?”
Liu Pinfeng seemed to have confirmed that Mo Gungun’s knowledge was shallow and unclear.
When he looked up in astonishment, a familiar screen rushed into his eyes. Mo Gungun was slightly confused, “This is ‘Star’.”
Liu Pinfeng just wanted to educate the youth on popular culture before he suddenly choked, as the youth gave him a look as if he were an idiot.
He halted for a moment, “Yes, it really is ‘Star’. You also watch it then, who are you supporting? The top 3 will be redecided soon.”
Mo Gungun lowered his eyes. He felt a bit embarrassed.
Mo Gungun raised his head and looked at him, “Who are you supporting?”
Liu Pinfeng patted his chest, “I, as a foodie, am supporting the chef.”
At an angle where Liu Pinfeng couldn’t see, Mo Gungun pouted.
Liu Pinfeng wasn’t aware of his changes, but he then added, “But, compared with chef, I really adore that little black and white panda. After I watched the replays of it’s livestreams, I’ve become a full panda supporter. Anyway, a person can choose to support two people. I support both the panda and the chef now.”
Mo Gungun still wasn’t completely satisfied, “If, if you could only choose one, who would you support?”
Liu Pinfeng thought about it, “If I could only support one…”
Suddenly, he felt a chill run down his back, and warning bells resounded in his mind.
Liu Pinfeng broke out into a cold sweat. He then resolutely nodded his head.
Mo Gungun was surprised. He wondered what Liu Pinfeng was originally going to say, and didn’t know why he had suddenly stopped talking.
Liu Pinfeng immediately corrected his attitude and said, “Of course, I would support first place! The little ball of fluff is too cute, how could I not support it?” He didn’t know that Mo Gungun was that panda. While he was spouting nonsense, Mo Gungun’s cheeks flushed in shame.
Liu Pinfeng sighed at Mo Gungun’s happiness. He didn’t expect that his friend, who was the leader of a gang of horror movie ghosts, was fluff control. He wasn’t supporting the panda. He was supporting the panda for his life’s safety. If he didn’t support it, he estimated he would suddenly go missing before he finished his sentence.
His friend was quite strong, and made people feel happy.
His friend’s friends and relatives were terrifying, and made him feel depressed.
In short, Liu Pinfeng cracked under the pressure of the fierce ghosts and did his best to express his love for the panda.
Mo Gungun scratched his face, “Mn, he would be very happy to hear that.”
Liu Piufeng didn’t know if the panda would be happy, but he knew that this friend was happy.
Seeing Mo Gungun’s irrepressible joy, Liu Pinfeng’s heart calmed down, “Needless to say, Mo Gungun also supports the panda in first place.”
He felt like he was saying useless words. Look at his love for the current first place. How could his friend not support it?
Sora: CG event reminder!! Also yeah sorry about this being a split chapter, got sucked into WMMAP 103 video editing, I’m so obsessed rn I can’t stop myself (plus I reread Fake Slackers oops)
Panda 🐼 power!
Thank you
Thank you for the chapter 💖
Mo GunGun is getting more cutter ✨❤️✨❤️✨
Thanks for the chapter (≧▽≦)
Here comes the Panda, our favourite internet celebrity. More power to the panda!!!
For someone with power like the Marshal, there will be always be the problem of loyalty of his subordinates. Marshal, your former aide is a trash and a traitor, I hope you can soon find a better one.
Thank you for the chapter!!!
Thanks for the chapter <3
Thanks for the great translation ♥️
Don’t dare to not support the panda, they are watching you (ㅍ_ㅍ)
Thx for the ch ٩(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )و
Is this guy courting death or is he running away from it very cleverly?
Thank you very much for the translation