This dance wasn’t particularly friendly to Wu Zixuan.
If she had ng ixuan’s privileges, becoming the main central position, having enough parts, and transforming the stage into a lead dance supporting dance format, then perhaps she could have stood out in this round.
During ng ixuan’s performance, even though there was Yang Han, whose dance skills surpassed hers, there was just no opportunity to allocate parts to her. With such talent, she was inevitably overshadowed.
Similarly, in Wu Zixuan’s group, Zhang Xiaohan and Ju Lin’s skill levels surpassed hers. Jiang i’er was on par with her. Wu Zixuan couldn’t dominate the others with her screen presence, so her performance seed sowhat diocre.
"What did everyone think of their performance just now?" Tian Jiaxuan walked back onto the stage.
"Satisfied!"
Hearing this loud response from the audience, Wu Zixuan’s face lit up with a sweet smile.
Tian Jiaxuan invited each team mber to introduce themselves again.
When it was Wu Zixuan’s turn, she began emotionally, "Actually, there’s sothing I want to say here. We have only one goal: to move forward bravely. I hope everyone will recognize the efforts of each one of us."
As Wu Zixuan said this, the caraman panned to Wang Junhe.
"Finally, I hope you can give each of us a thumbs up." As Wu Zixuan said this line, the cara shifted to Zhu Riri.
At that mont, Zhu Riri desperately wished she could leave the stage imdiately. If she had known the thumbs-up counts would be announced live, she would have quit the competition altogether.
She was genuinely terrified that her count could be zero votes. If that were the outco, she’d have no face left to continue in this industry.
"Founders, please raise your liking devices and show your support for your favorite idols. Countdown starts now: 30 seconds!"
Apart from Zhu Riri, who stood there looking cold and indifferent, the other girls hugged each other’s waists and lined up, demonstrating unity and boosting morale.
Thirty seconds, gone in the blink of an eye.
"Who will be the like queen of this round?" Although Tian Jiaxuan asked this, her gaze was fixed squarely on Wu Zixuan.
The other team mbers also looked at their leader with both envy and frustration.
At this mont, the entire venue erupted with chants of Wu Zixuan’s na. Tian Jiaxuan smiled and said, "That’s right, it’s Wu Zixuan."
Even though it was expected, Wu Zixuan finally allowed herself a sigh of relief upon hearing the result. Bowing deeply to the audience, she expressed her gratitude.
"And now, the question arises: Can Zixuan claim the throne?" Tian Jiaxuan once again threw out a teaser.
Li Zing was extrely tense at that mont. She was well aware that her popularity paled in comparison.
On top of that, in Wu Zixuan’s group, the latter overwhelmingly dominated, so there was no split in votes—making it likely Li Zing would have to give up the throne she’d just occupied for five minutes.
Backstage, the other trainees were pessimistic about Li Zing’s chances. Wu Zixuan’s popularity was simply too overwhelming.
Though ng ixuan was openly cheering, "Co on, my little princess," deep down, her emotions were rather complicated.
Yuwei was watching the screen, feeling skeptical that Wu Zixuan could truly beat Li Zing.
Sothing about this performance felt off to her, though she couldn’t pinpoint what was different.
"Now, let’s reveal the results together!" Tian Jiaxuan announced loudly on stage.
After a flash of shooting star-like beams, the big screen on stage didn’t light up.
At that instant, the entire venue, inside and out, was in shock; Wu Zixuan’s popularity was so high monts ago—how could she possibly lose?
Even ng ixuan backstage was dumbfounded, her mouth hanging open.
The expressions on the other trainees varied, but all were filled with confusion and disbelief.
Guo Xia was the first to react, imdiately cheering for Li Zing. Others from the sa group clapped and joined in the encouragent.
Tian Jiaxuan onstage, utterly stunned, crouched down in disbelief.
Wu Zixuan herself couldn’t believe the result, but she had no choice but to swallow this bitter pill.
She failed in her first showdown during the first public performance and failed again when attacking during the second round.
Wu Zixuan suddenly felt that the platform might be playing with her—lifting her to great heights only to let her fall hard at the critical mont.
"This result is truly unexpected," Tian Jiaxuan continued to dramatize.
anwhile, Luo Junxiang was similarly stunned.
Sitting in the audience, Li Ke watched the scene unfold, feeling perplexed.
To him, Wu Zixuan’s stage had been just ordinary. On the other hand, Li Zing’s singing was undeniably great. So why did no one believe Li Zing could win?
Just like earlier, even if the village belle lost, Li Ke hadn’t felt injustice or surprise—Lv Fangxin’s performance was average. It’s perfectly reasonable for the audience not to vote for her, isn’t it?
Of course, once he got ho, he would still cast his vote for the village belle, purely because he liked her as a person.
At this point, the big screen displayed the like counts for everyone in the group: Wu Zixuan trailed Li Zing by 60 votes, Zhu Riri wasn’t at zero votes but had 91 votes.
Clearly, this was the production team’s manipulation. Otherwise, who would genuinely like Zhu Riri?
"Zixuan, how are you feeling now?" Tian Jiaxuan handed over the microphone to her.
"I think Zing is truly amazing; the throne is well-deserved." Wu Zixuan said humbly, forming a heart with her hands towards Li Zing, who responded with a smile.
"When she hit those high notes in this song, I was genuinely moved." Wu Zixuan’s words carried heartfelt sincerity.
"So, I feel like I need to work even harder to move forward." While Wu Zixuan was still inwardly dissatisfied, she had no choice but to accept this outco.
"This is not an ending—it’s motivation for to improve next ti. Thank you, everyone." She bowed deeply to everyone present.
"And thank you, Zixuan. Now, please choose the next group of trainees to take the stage." Tian Jiaxuan’s strong voice resounded across the stage.
The cara panned to the waiting area backstage, where the remaining trainees exaggeratedly tried to avoid attention.
Evidently, they were saying, "Wu Zixuan, your performance was incredible. We’re terrified."
Seeing the scene, Wu Zixuan’s wounded heart finally felt a bit comforted.
"I choose Jiang ngqi’s group," Wu Zixuan said with a smile.
When Jiang ngqi heard that Wu Zixuan had chosen her, she dropped her previously fearful deanor, stood upright with her team, and smiled in response to the challenge.
Following Yang Xiaoyue’s instructions, Tian Jiaxuan resud her playful banter with Wu Zixuan on stage.
"Zixuan, why did you choose ngqi’s group?"
"Because during their training, I secretly ran over to watch them. Their expressions were fantastic—their vibes were explosive!"
"Alright, let’s et Jiang ngqi’s group now, and also let Zixuan and her team step down for a break."
Standing behind the stage doors, Jiang ngqi took a deep breath.
She had a gut feeling that this could either be her mont to soar or her final stage.
At 25 years old, Jiang ngqi was already considered overage for an idol.
This might be her best—and only—chance to continue chasing her dream.
She couldn’t reconcile with the idea of going ho just like that. What would she even do at ho?
She didn’t have any skills apart from dancing.
During her pre-performance interview, she said, "My hope is to move forward with my teammates, and I also want the audience to realize that we still have so much to offer."
Sharing the sa sentint was Su Ruiqi. She too yearned to be seen, for she was the best perforr in their group.
Now, her teammate Liu Feiyu was starting to gain so attention, but Su Ruiqi had yet to be truly rembered. She was ambitious and refused to settle for diocrity.
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