As the last wonderful performance ended, the final statistics session began to tug at every heart in the venue.
On the big screen watched by thousands, the statistics panel was displayed, and the data pulsed like a heartbeat.
First to be revealed were the scores for tonight's program performances.
As expected, Otto's "unbearably filthy rich" top-tier production allowed Kallen's support group to take first place with a crushing advantage!
The top-tier performance, the top-tier props, and even a few programs arranged by "Otto's Big Hand" at the most heart-stirring moments—this score was within everyone's expectations.
And the [Kiana Energy Station]'s The Thundering Theater, which was filled with true feelings and painstaking effort, although it moved countless people and even had Mei and Kiana's heartfelt performances, was still slightly inferior, ranking third.
Because the [Immortal Watchers] had dispatched the complete Seven Swords of Taixuan, and even half of the Taixuan Dojo!!
This was also the only area where Kallen's support group did not achieve "first place"—their personnel configuration was simply too top-tier!
This ranking was obviously not ideal for the fan club members who had just returned to the seating area. Everyone's heart was in their throat, and they clenched their fists nervously.
Next were the points for the afternoon activity session.
In this round, Kallen's group, having lost Otto's on-site "micromanagement" support, finally fell.
And Fu Hua's group, with its solid foundation, extremely high participation, and even a god-tier player coming down to stomp the competition, was miles ahead. They instantly surpassed Kallen's group and even pulled away by a large distance.
And the [Kiana Energy Station], with their active performance and good collaboration results, also gained a lot of points, narrowing the gap with Kallen's group to an almost negligible amount.
The situation was one super-power and two strong contenders. Fu Hua stood at the highest point, looking down on the two Kaslanas.
Finally, came the decisive data statistics for the morning merchandise sales session.
The bar chart on the big screen began to jump crazily!
Under everyone's breathless gaze, the bar representing the [Kiana Energy Station] shot upwards at a jaw-dropping speed, as if injected with rocket fuel!
Those exquisite Kiana merchandise items were showing their power!
With the two "Stelles" at the helm and the fan club's early publicity, they demonstrated a terrifying "vote-sucking" ability. The sales figures were simply whipping the other booths!!
Kallen's group's bar was quickly surpassed.
Then, Fu Hua's group's bar was also submerged by the unstoppable wave at the last moment!
The final ranking was set.
Third place—[White Heron's Vow]
Second place—[Immortal Watchers]
First place—[Kiana Energy Station]!
"We won!!! We won!!!"
"Lord Kiana is number one!!!"
"Ahhhhhhh—!!!"
The badge girl, the twin-tailed girl, the short-haired girl... all the members of the fan club were instantly plunged into an ocean of ecstasy.
Tears streamed down their faces, screams broke through their throats. They hugged each other, jumped, completely losing their usual composure.
The small seating area seemed to have become a boiling volcano, the sound waves almost lifting the dome.
Shu and [Shu] were still in their seats when they were drowned by this sudden burst of frenzy.
These girls, ecstatic to the point of forgetting themselves, jumped and cheered, and inevitably squeezed against them.
Shu was knocked to the side, and [Shu]'s shoulder was hit by an excitedly waving arm.
The two were a little disheveled, but they did not feel any discomfort from being offended.
He understood the excitement of these girls, knew that their victory was hard-won, and he knew even more how much of their day and night efforts and expectations were carried behind these cheers.
Are you happy?
Then laugh, be noisy.
No one here will spoil your fun, and no one will pour cold water on you when you are at your happiest.
However, the carnival did not stop at their side.
Soon, this group of overexcited girls discovered the biggest contributors of the night!
"Stelle sister! We won!!"
"The biggest credit is yours!!"
"Thank you! Thank you so much!"
They swarmed over, surrounding the two Shus so tightly that they couldn't move.
Every face was beaming with the brightest smile, their eyes reflecting the brilliant lights of the venue, and also reflecting the two figures who looked at a loss in the sudden attention.
The badge girl rushed to the front, her cheeks flushed with excitement. She directly stretched out her hands towards Shu and [Shu], palms up, in a high-five gesture.
"Come on! Stelle sister! High five! Celebrate with us!"
The other girls also stretched out their hands, their eyes burning with fervent expectation.
This expectation was so strong that it could burn Shu.
Shu and [Shu] subconsciously wanted to wave their hands, wanting to retreat.
That "social phobia" instinct of being the focus of everyone and being swept up in a torrent of strong emotions just had to awaken at this moment.
Too noisy.
Too close.
Too enthusiastic...
But... this time, there seemed to be no room for retreat.
All eyes were gathered here, all expectations hung in mid-air.
Because that was by no means just an invitation to celebrate victory.
This was recognition, the most direct expression of truly including them in this collective that had fought together.
At such a moment, facing such gazes, how could one refuse?
Shu looked at the badge girl's expectant eyes, and then swept over the cloudless smiling faces around him.
The air was still filled with the sweat of them dancing and singing their hearts out on stage. Many of them still had tears of excitement in their eyes.
Around them was the taste of pure happiness, and in front of them were cheers ready to erupt.
...
He took a deep breath and lowered his head.
Then, a smile spread across his lips.
He raised his hand and, without hesitation, gave the badge girl's raised hands a powerful, explosive high-five!
"Slap!!"
The crisp sound was like a signal.
"YEAH—!!!"
A cheer that could almost overturn everything erupted with them at the center!
All the girls went crazy, stretching out their hands, wanting to high-five them, hug them, and share this extreme joy.
Shu smiled.
It might have been a bit stiff at first, but under the impact of the overwhelming wave of happiness, the tense corners of his mouth also loosened.
And this time, the smile was not a disguise.
At this moment, he was truly infected by this fervent atmosphere, and he let out a hearty laugh from the bottom of his heart.
He no longer dodged, high-fiving the girls who rushed up one by one. He was even hugged tightly by a few overly excited girls, and he just laughed and patted their backs, then pushed them away to maintain some distance.
He watched his other self celebrate with these girls without any barriers, watched those pure smiling faces, felt that joy that was almost tangible...
Then, in the crowd and cheers, the two Shus' gazes crossed over the bobbing heads and, for the first time, met truly without any resentment.
Almost at the same time, they reached out to each other.
No confrontation, no disgust, no rejection.
At this moment, what you need to do is the simplest, most direct, and most in line with the current atmosphere—
A high five!