Chapter 499: Starting To Refresh

Chapter 499: Chapter 499: Starting To Refresh

Leia: [Urgent official announcement! The Voice grand finals are open for free registration across the entire network! Four thousand on-site seats, recorded at Radio City Music Hall, pure random draw, no predetermined slots, no paid spots!]

Leia: [This is the absolute best chance for ordinary people to watch the final four stage up close for free, and meet Britney and Irene!]

Michelle: [?? Free? That is a top-tier award venue in New York! Did I read that right?!]

Ella: [Heart stopped... I really want to be there in person, see the stage built by Irene’s own hands, and witness the trainees’ ultimate showdown]

Zoe: [Let us go! Everyone register! No matter the odds, grab a spot first! You will definitely regret missing out!]

Haley: [So tempting, but my luck has always been terrible. With so many people registering, I will probably just be running alongside as a spectator QAQ]

Group messages scrolled by rapidly, and the excitement rushed out from behind the screen.

Michelle hugged her laptop, jumping and screaming on the bed; Ella’s hand holding the paintbrush trembled slightly; Zoe immediately asked her store manager for leave to reserve the time; Leia repeatedly refreshed the official website to verify the rules; only Haley quietly calmed her emotions and mentally prepared herself in advance for coming up empty-handed.

That night, the five of them gathered online on time, following Leia step by step to carefully fill out the registration information, verifying personal details and attendance qualifications to ensure zero errors.

This registration cycle lasted for five days, with the registration channel open twenty-four hours a day. There were no regional or identity restrictions; the only requirement was being able to arrive at the New York venue on the day of recording, abide by order, and participate in the public voting.

The moment registration was successful, Michelle let out a long sigh of relief: "I was just worried that with so many people participating, the webpage would crash, but I did not expect it to go so smoothly. Irene spoils the audience so much! Other show production teams probably would have hyped up the on-site seats to astronomical prices long ago; only she is willing to open it for free to ordinary people."

Ella nodded gently: "This is why I like her. She has never divided people into different classes."

Zoe smiled teasingly, pouring cold water at the right time: "Do not celebrate too early. Registration is just successful now; the follow-up is most likely hundreds of thousands of people fighting for a few thousand slots. It is hard to say whether we can win the draw."

Haley chimed in softly, her tone full of insecurity: "I have never won any lucky draws before, and this time should not be an exception. As long as you guys can win, it is fine."

Leia gently comforted everyone: "Registering means a chance; not registering leaves zero hope. For these five days, we will wait for the results together. As long as we leave no regrets, that is enough."

Over the next five days, the number of online registrations grew explosively.

On the first day, it broke 100,000; on the second day, it soared to 250,000; on the third day, it broke through 400,000. By the fifth day when the registration channel officially closed, the total number of registrants finally stopped at 561,392 people.

Over 500,000 people competed for 4,000 seats, with a winning rate of less than one percent—truly one in ten thousand.

The huge gap in the base numbers made the mentality of the five shift from initial hopeful anticipation to lingering anxiety.

When there were only 100,000 slots on the first day of registration, Michelle still cheered everyone on with full confidence: "There are not many people. With the luck of all five of us combined, we are definitely secure!"

By the second day when the data doubled, Zoe was the first to panic: "It is rising too fast. Everyone across the entire network is eyeing this quota, pushing the difficulty straight to the maximum."

On the third day when it broke 400,000, Ella looked at the screen and sighed softly: "We are too insignificant. With so many people competing, the hope is getting slimmer and slimmer."

The moment the channel closed, the five-member team fell silent.

With such disparate probabilities right before their eyes, no one dared to assert anymore that they could win the draw.

Haley said listlessly: "I knew it would be like this. I am already prepared to run alongside as a spectator."

Leia remained calm and steady, patiently comforting each person: "A random draw has no distinction between good and bad luck; low probability does not mean no chance. Rest well tonight, the results will be announced punctually at ten o’clock tomorrow, and all of us will camp out until the very end."

After the registration channel officially closed, the official website released the final prize-drawing rules: the network-wide random draw would start punctually at ten o’clock on the sixth morning, updating a round of winning lists every five minutes. Four thousand viewers would be publicly announced in batches, and once generated, the lists would be locked throughout without any supplementary entries or modifications.

On the eve of the announcement, fans across the entire network fell into extreme anticipation and anxiety. Social platforms were full of countdown topics for the announcement, countless registrants left messages to make wishes, and the five-person group chat did not stop all night.

Michelle: [I really cannot take it! Just thinking about seeing Britney and the final four stage up close, my heartbeat will not stop!]

Zoe: [Keep a normal mindset! Winning is luck, and not winning accumulates character points, but I really want to go! God bless!]

Ella: [I hope sincere passion can be favoured, and I hope all of us can get what we wish for.]

Haley: [I do not expect myself to win; being able to accompany everyone to wait until the results are out is already very satisfying.]

Leia notified everyone before going to sleep: "Everyone log online at nine tomorrow, five computers on standby simultaneously, synchronizing and refreshing every round of lists, and never missing a single chance."

Early on the sixth morning, the sky was slightly bright, and the morning light of New York spilled through the lattice window into the room.

None of the five girls lingered in bed; they logged on punctually to start a video call, all five computers locked onto the official webpage, adjusted to permanent refresh mode, and everyone stood by in full battle array.

With exactly one hour left until the ten o’clock announcement, no one dared to slack off, and no one was willing to leave the screen even half a step.

The air was quiet and tense, everyone’s palms were slightly sweaty, and their heartbeats were rapid.

Some clasped their hands together in silent prayer, some repeatedly checked their registration IDs, and some stared fixedly at the blank public notice board, waiting with bated breath.

"My palms are full of sweat, I am so nervous." Michelle clutched her pillow and murmured softly.

"Me too, I have never been so apprehensive over a single matter." Ella slowly exhaled, trying to calm her state of mind.

Zoe forced herself to act casual: "Hold steady! At worst we fight again next time; winning is a massive profit!"

Leia earnestly exhorted: "Do not give up. Until the last second, everything is possible."

At nine o’clock sharp, the entire network entered the countdown for the announcement.

Social platforms were completely flooded, with hundreds of thousands of registrants synchronously camping out in front of their screens, waiting together for four thousand portions of good fortune to land.

While comforting each other, the five girls repeatedly checked their information. You must know that this was far more than just a free ticket; it was a precious opportunity to witness a top-tier grand ceremony up close, witness newcomers chasing their dreams, and encounter idols by chance. Missing it would be a lifelong regret.

At nine-fifty, the network-wide atmosphere completely fell into dead silence. There was no more joking or fooling around in the video call, leaving only everyone’s slightly rapid breathing sounds.

At nine-fifty-nine, everyone’s fingers hovered over the mouse refresh button, ready to go, their eyes locked tightly on the page countdown, quietly waiting for the arrival of ten o’clock.

At ten o’clock sharp in the morning, the official website refreshed the page on time, and the random draw system officially started! A golden public notice pop-up window popped up simultaneously: [The grand finals audience draw has begun, the list will be updated every round every five minutes, the data is authentic and random, and traceable throughout].