This performance, just as Yuwei had anticipated, was a main C-position showcase, with ng ixuan in the center for two-thirds of the ti.
The program team’s blatant favoritism toward her could no longer be concealed.
ng ixuan was fully engrossed in the dance at this mont, determined to let everyone know that she was the undisputed top contender of the Talent Idol competition.
Position shift. With the Thousand-Hand Guanyin formation, Yang Han moved into the C-position, her body undulating like a snake with precise rhythm.
Her technique was on par with ng ixuan’s, and in so moves, she even showed her unique style. However, her popularity fell short.
As the formation changed again, the dual-row arrangent still had ng ixuan firmly at the center.
The dance tempo of the group never slowed, and their hand movents beca increasingly intricate.
Many of these gestures seed to take inspiration from the "flower-hand shaking dance."
As the song entered its final phase, the pitch suddenly climbed higher.
The five perforrs ford a 1-2-3 formation sideways facing the audience, planted their stances firmly, and began waving their arms up and down in sync with the music’s tempo.
Despite more than three minutes of nonstop action, the five maintained their energy levels, culminating in a final formation that highlighted ng ixuan in the center.
Ah!
A thunderous roar from the audience seed to engulf the entire broadcast studio.
This performance could only be described as a massive success.
No major mistakes were evident in the movents of the five dancers.
The standouts of the performance were ng iqi and Yang Han, whose moves were crisp, fluid, and aesthetically impeccable.
Especially their final horse stance—it was executed with remarkable precision.
Jiang ixing, on the other hand, delivered an average performance. Her movents lacked the desired degree of fluidity and stretch, and she was positioned on the sidelines for much of the dance.
ng ixuan’s na was repeatedly chanted by fans, while the trainees in the waiting room felt an imnse pressure.
They hadn’t expected this group to master such a challenging dance to this level.
Lv Fangxin watched with lingering fear. If she had chosen this dance, she’d definitely have been dood.
No wonder the ntors oversee the selection process for trainees—it’s to prevent them from picking a performance they can’t possibly execute successfully.
"Was this group always this strong?" Hu Binbin clapped and chuckled.
"An explosive start!" Zhang Wei also expressed his admiration for the stage.
Dance ntor Luo Junxiang looked noticeably pleased; he had contributed to so of the dance’s adjustnts.
"Alright, everyone, please pick up your remote controls and vote for your favorite girls," Tian Jiaxuan announced on stage.
Xiao Du initially didn’t plan on voting for any of them since he knew ng ixuan was Ye Yuwei’s primary rival for the C-position.
But as the cara crane swung over the audience’s heads, he reconsidered and decided to cast his vote anyway.
Mu Yunchu, unconcerned with overthinking, simply selected the person she liked.
On stage, the five perforrs wore varied expressions, though all were visibly tense.
ng ixuan was anxious about whether her votes might be split with others, while the rest fretted over how many votes they could garner.
In truth, these vote counts implicitly inford future viewers about whose performance "stood out," as higher votes naturally drew more attention.
"Alright, 30 seconds are up. Who will be this group’s vote king?"
Although Tian Jiaxuan tried to build suspense, the crowd was already chanting ng ixuan’s na.
ng ixuan smiled graciously at everyone, even waving her hand faintly.
In the waiting room, the other trainees heard the frenzied screams through the stream being transmitted live from the venue, and many showed envy in their expressions.
Soon, the program revealed the result: it was indeed ng ixuan.
Additionally, the program announced the vote counts for the others. Surprisingly, Jiang ixing, despite her lackluster performance, had only 29 votes fewer than ng ixuan.
This left the other three feeling deeply dejected—they knew this was the result of Jiang ixing and ng ixuan playing up their "ship" dynamic.
Han Han placed third.
Her short-haired styling finally earned her so recognition.
Han Han was a calculated individual. After her initial appearance, she had already figured out the show’s survival tactic: standing out and catching the audience’s attention.
The usual paths of sexy or sweet didn’t work anymore, so she opted for androgyny instead.
Though competitors still abounded, her debut performance proved that this approach had made her visible.
Simona and Du Jiayu, on the other hand, fell into despair upon seeing their vote counts.
They both knew they were likely to be eliminated barring any surprises.
Their gazes carried regret and reluctance, but the stage was inherently rciless and unyielding.
"Hey, did anyone notice sothing today?" Tian Jiaxuan’s words silenced the room.
"There’s now an empty seat next to the stage. Who do you think gets to sit there?"
Curiosity piqued, everyone’s eyes turned toward the stylish seat with its unique design.
"This seat is for the vote king to occupy."
Tian Jiaxuan’s announcent triggered a wave of excited screams. Xiao Du glanced at the seat, thinking about how this gimmick would only fuel the trainees’ competitive drive further.
"So, ixuan, you can head over and take your seat now."
ng ixuan was overjoyed, her emotions surging. Ambition glead in her eyes; while this seat wasn’t the ultimate one, it still signified a level of recognition.
She hugged each teammate before walking up to the seat. After a deep glance at it, she sat down with an air of dominance.
Imdiately, her fans erupted into a frenzy of wild cheering.
In the practice room, Wu Zixuan gazed yearningly at the screen.
She felt that it should be her sitting in that seat.
"We know that understanding your rivals’ strengths is key to victory on the battlefield. Recognizing the rits in your competition is actually a critical skill in this industry," Tian Jiaxuan began her philosophical tirade.
"So, this competition is like a preview of what it takes to thrive in this profession."
"ixuan, it’s now up to you to decide who will take the stage next."
Tian Jiaxuan gazed at her slyly.
This caught ng ixuan off guard, and she quickly feigned hesitation, though internally, she was calculating which group to pick.
If the opponents were strong, they might overshadow her, but choosing a weaker group might make her appear petty.
"Let’s look at the big screen," Tian Jiaxuan declared as her sentence ended. The enormous LED screen in the studio switched to a live feed of the waiting room.
The entire audience was stunned.
No one expected this level of interactivity. The trainees in the waiting room also watched the stage with a mix of emotions.
"You can choose any of the three direction groups," Tian Jiaxuan continued.
Wu Zixuan smiled brightly but was secretly incredibly nervous. She felt ng ixuan might choose her group—and apparently, so did everyone else.
So trainees even began whispering Wu Zixuan’s na; these girls had a way of seeing through certain situations.
"ixuan, please say your choice out loud."
"Ye Yuwei!" ng ixuan announced her decision.
This shocked everyone; Ye Yuwei’s entire group froze in surprise.
However, Ye Yuwei soon realized what was happening.
Lu Bingbing caught on as well.
Undoubtedly, chaos was brewing outside following this announcent.
Lu Bingbing’s lips curled into a faintly smug smile of schadenfreude.
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