Becoming a life winner from infancy

"Hello, You You, welcome to the second round auditions of 'The Strongest Cute Kid Show'... Come over here and greet everyone."

"Hello everyone." Fang You waved to the audience with an ease that conveyed a sense of maturity well beyond his years.

"Our little friend You You really is quite aloof..."

Teacher Dong proactively approached Fang You, squatting beside him, "You You must be the youngest contestant we've ever had on our show. We all know you love playing the drum set so much, but it seems that you're not going to perform with a drum set today. Can you tell everyone about it?"

Fang You nodded his head, "The talent I am going to present to everyone today is—performing the song 'Guardian of the Flowers', thank you all."

"You're going to use these bowls to play? Can you really do that?"

Fang You nodded earnestly, "Yes."

His simple and firm answer immediately caused a great stir in the audience.

"Huh? How can you play 'Guardian of the Flowers' with bowls?"

"Why not? If you haven't tried, don't talk nonsense. My kid often plays with bowls at home; each bowl has a different timbre."

"But you need to find bowls that match each pitch exactly, and there are so many here. How is he going to maintain the pitch?"

"Emperor You You has made a mistake this time! What if he messes up and doesn't advance to the next round..."

"Stick to playing the drum set honestly, that's what I came to see!"

"Exactly, what's so great about playing bowls? My grandfather says kids who play bowls will end up begging."

"I think he just can't play the drum set, so he chose a more difficult way to perform. That way, even if he fails, he can make excuses..."

"That's malicious speculation. If that were the case, he wouldn't need to participate in 'The Strongest Cute Kid Show'; wouldn't that be making a fool of himself?"

Meanwhile, Teacher Gu Gu also praised Fang You's answer, "It looks like our Emperor You You is really brimming with confidence!"

"However, even if Teacher Gu Gu is your fan, if your performance isn't spectacular, Teacher Gu Gu will still give very harsh critique!"

"Teacher Gu Gu, we should encourage a five-year-old child more, don't put pressure on him."

"No, if it was an ordinary five-year-old child, maybe we should encourage them!"

Teacher Gu Gu said coldly, "But this is Emperor You You, the prodigy Teacher Gu Gu has admired since a young age. We should have higher expectations for him!"

You You is just a few years old... how could you have been a fan since he was little?

To prevent Teacher Gu Gu from continuing to talk nonsense and causing a furor, Teacher Dong quickly interjected, "Well, let's not talk too much. Let's give the stage to Emperor You You, and let him begin his performance—"

Amidst the expectant applause, Fang You walked unhurriedly to the table.

In the gasps of the crowd, he picked up two long hot pot chopsticks!

And in that moment of wielding the hot pot chopsticks, everyone seemed to see some terrifying, indescribable presence behind the small figure of Fang You.

"Is... am I seeing things? It feels like there's a shadow moving behind him."

"I know, it's a Stand attack!"

"The ancient Greek deity of drum sets!"

The famous five-star literary giant Mike once said, "A genius drummer, no matter what they hold in their hands, will make you feel the roar of the soul."

Although Fang You always seemed to have an easy path, the effort he had put in was not something these audience members could know.

This feat of playing bowls with chopsticks was actually something Fang You had been painstakingly practicing since he was three years old.

That was before he had gained the talent "Extraordinary Wrist Strength."

At that time, he was still very young.

Even though he had reached Level 3 Musical Sensitivity and mastered the essence of rhythm and strength, his small arms couldn't keep up with the rhythms of his brain.

So, from that time on, Emperor You You began practicing his rhythm and strength by playing bowls with chopsticks, and the lightweight chopsticks allowed him to better control the rhythm of his strength, enhancing his understanding of the drum set even further.

As the familiar and cheerful accompaniment began, Fang You's body also moved with the beat.

Emperor You You held the hot pot chopsticks in both hands, hitting different drum points in time with the rhythm.

"That evening on the street when I unexpectedly encountered the her in my heart—"

Keeping up with the rhythm, leading the melody, it was just bowl playing, but Fang You really played that well-known, popular tune with those bowls and chopsticks:

Yes, it was 'Guardian of the Flowers'!

Fang You's signature piece that made him famous as a drum set prodigy!

The audience immediately erupted in enthusiasm due to Fang You's incredible bowl playing skills:

"Holy crap! How is that even possible!"

"This kid is still defying nature, he's growing!"

"Am I reading a martial arts novel? We've got drummers who don't even need drums now, just the beat in their heart?"

"This must be pre-recorded, right? The sound was added in post-production... hey, hey..."

"Wake up, bro, you're at the live show!"

Even though the cheers at the venue were nonstop, Fang You wasn't affected by them at all.

What were nearly forearm-length hot pot chopsticks, these difficult-to-leverage tools, were as nimble as drumsticks in Fang You's hands.

Of course, Fang You had even more impressive tricks up his sleeve!

[Dual Focus], activate!

Suddenly, Fang You began to play the drum with just one hand holding the hot pot chopsticks, while his other hand started showing off some cool short stick twirling tricks. The long hot pot chopsticks, dexterous as if they were infused with a soul, kept spinning at high speed in Fang You's hand.

"This, this, this! Could this be the legendary staff flower move!"

"I could never play the drums the way he does in my lifetime."

"Oh my god, You You is way too cool!"

"I'm on my knees, stop showing off already! Little brother——"

[The greedy evening breeze, daring to kiss her]

[Gently, gently letting down each and every strand of her hair]

[The filthy evening breeze, shouldn't be comforting her——]

The cheer from the crowd pushed Fang You's performance to a climax, and he suddenly stopped playing the last phrase. Amidst the audience's surprise, Fang You began juggling the drumsticks while tossing the spinning hot pot chopsticks into the air.

The atmosphere among the entire audience was heated up by Fang You!

Fang You raised his hands high and caught the two hot pot chopsticks steadily, swiping them through a row of bowls in the middle.

At the same time, the music started up again.

[I have decided to protect the one in my heart for a lifetime]

The music finale!

Fang You, holding the hot pot chopsticks, bowed.

After a brief silence, the thunderous applause was long-lasting.

The entire audience was chanting the same name.

"You You, You You, You You——You You——"

The dense and overwhelming emotional energy of shock, like a tidal wave, poured into Fang You's mind.

Oh man.

It's too much, way too much!

Can't fit it all in!

Fang You quickly opened the system panel settings and selected the information blocking option.

The judges, each covering their faces, showed expressions of disbelief and shock.

"What kind of drumming sorcery is this?"

"You can never guess what other tricks You You might pull."

"Is this the terrifying power of the Great Emperor?"

"Maxed-out kid bro... no, Emperor Kid!"

"This must be what Perfect Pitch is."

"Wish I had a new brain like that, not like my overloaded pig brain."

And next to them, Teacher Gugu, was now slumped down on the ground like a deflated duck, face beaming with the joy that only a true fan feels witnessing their idol's pinnacle and shocking moment.

So happy, she might ascend to heaven, sob sob...

Teacher Gugu, unable to get up!