The Trending Topic Herself: The Villainess is the Superstar!-Chapter 171: The Final Vote

"I’ll come down right away, Bella..."

Kiki quickly composed her expression, striking a pose as she gracefully and obediently slid down from the high platform.

"The third round of the game is over, let’s congratulate Kiki for winning the championship in this round, adding another point for our Yellow Team!"

"After three rounds of games, in the ’Climbing the Peaks’ game, the Red Team won the first round, while the Yellow Team won the second and third rounds, so the Yellow Team gains another total point in the ’Climbing Game’!"

What followed was cheers from the Yellow Team.

"However, there’s something I’m very curious about..."

Kiki slightly adjusted her demeanor, smoothing out her slightly wrinkled blouse as she patiently awaited Brian’s question.

In her mind, she had already prepared countless responses and strategies. If Brian praised her, she would humbly say a few words. If asked for her winning secret, she would offhandedly mention a few things, but winning techniques shouldn’t be shared...

"Maya, I want to know how you climbed up the high platform so quickly. I distinctly remember you took a long time climbing from below, and once you rushed upward, you didn’t stand a chance, your speed was simply astonishing..."

Brian finished speaking with a face full of amazement.

The audience burst into screams, and Brian said, "Listen, everyone is very curious about this question too!"

Kiki’s slightly open mouth closed, unable to pull out a smile, her face slightly ashen.

What does this mean? What was the point of winning this championship? Although she got first place, she wasn’t as popular as Maya, how could she swallow this anger...

The flagpole in her hand slowly deformed, faint cracking sounds could be heard.

After hearing Brian’s question, Maya slightly raised her eyes: "Climb up."

Once she came down from the high platform, Maya no longer had the formidable aura she had earlier. She returned to her original lazy demeanor, her body slightly slanted, exuding a bit of indifference.

"That’s it?"

Maya seriously thought for a moment: "That’s it."

Indeed, she had climbed up, she climbed onto the high platform.

"Then what method did you use to climb so fast?"

Maya slightly furrowed her eyebrows, seemingly puzzled by the question: "How to climb? Mobilize all the strength to climb up, step on the platform to climb up, just climb as fast as you can."

Achieving the goal doesn’t require sticking to one method or a few methods, and Maya always preferred to solve problems using the fastest method.

Bella Sanford, beside her, murmured, "I seriously thought about it, and I think climbing to the top requires talent and physical strength. Maya climbed onto the high platform at such a speed without breaking a sweat, I think it’s because of her strong capabilities. So, the so-called method probably involves strengthening one’s training!"

Brian and other guests nodded repeatedly.

"It’s time for our punishment now, the Yellow Team won this round, so the Red Team must face the lemon juice punishment!"

Kiki still didn’t receive any praise, subconsciously clenching her palms.

With the experience from before, the Red Team found drinking lemon juice not as unbearable as the last time.

This time, Maya drank without a moment’s hesitation, raising her head and downing it all in a smooth, carefree manner.

After the punishment, Brian smilingly remarked with the script in hand, "I’m sure everyone remembers we’ve played four games in total, namely ’Upgraded Carrot Squats,’ ’Weird Tasting Foods,’ ’Photography is the Prettiest’ and ’Climbing the Peaks’..."

Each time he named a game, the relevant images and data appeared on the big screen behind him, as if to evoke memories from the viewers.

"Currently, the Red Team won the second and third rounds, while the Yellow Team claimed victory in the first and fourth rounds, the present score is..."

His voice slowed, adding more tension: "2:2!"

The big screen updated with huge numbers, the black digits seemed daunting.

"You all should know that we played four rounds, all the games have been completed. Now the scores are tied, you’re probably curious about our final judging criteria, right?"

Ian Brooks impatiently said, "Brian, stop keeping us in suspense! Hurry up, hurry up!"

Bella Sanford also eyed Brian and asked, "So what’s the method you mentioned?"

Brian burst into laughter, then slowly pointed the microphone toward the audience: "The final victory is determined by—you! Each of you has a voting button in front of you, red represents the Red Team, and yellow stands for the Yellow Team, each audience member gets only one voting opportunity. The team with the most votes in the end will be our ultimate champion, while the losing team—"

Suddenly, a rolling sound of wheels came from behind the stage, staff once again brought out the entire row of peculiar, non-mainstream outfits, which still looked strikingly bright. A few explosive hair wigs accidentally dropped to the ground, and the staff bent down to pick them up and put them back on the rack.

Brian’s voice boomed again: "The losing team’s punishment is to wear our specially prepared costumes for a fashion show!"

Upon hearing sighs from around, Brian chuckled, "Don’t hang your heads low just yet, next, each team has three minutes, and your task is to gather as many votes as possible!"

"Do your best to avoid the penalty, show what you’ve got!"

After a brief discussion, the Red Team decided on a "pitch-style vote."

Bella first clasped her hands in a pleading gesture: "When voting, please consider the Red Team first, we have plenty of handsome guys and beautiful girls, unlike the Yellow Team over there..."

Before Bella could finish her sentence, Brian playfully slapped the back of her hand: "You’re supposed to be appealing for votes, not attacking the opponents!"

Bella stepped back, clapsing her hands together and jokingly said: "Just a little joke! If the Red Team amused you, please cast your vote for us!"

She concluded with a bow.

The other Red Team members joined her in a bow, looking earnest.

Maya was daydreaming when Leo tugged her sleeve, prompting her to nod slightly and go along half-heartedly.

The Red Team’s attempt to gather votes seemed futile, as long as Kiki was in that team, they would never achieve final victory. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Next was the Yellow Team’s turn; they performed a cheerful song.

After both teams finished their performances, Brian advanced slowly again: "I believe the audience already knows which team they prefer, so now please press the button on your voting device to cast a vote for your favorite team!"

The audience was repeatedly clicking, and the data on the big screen swiftly updated.