Outside the window
Cold rain drifts
Li Jiaqi stood dazedly by the window, her heart embroiled in a fierce internal struggle.
She was acutely aware of the consequences of defying the company this ti.
Years of effort and dreams would dissolve into fleeting, illusory bubbles.
But... could she truly betray the bond she had shared with Yuwei for all these years?
Scenes of their past together replayed ceaselessly in her mind: monts of both bitterness and sweetness.
The cold wind whispered, the sparse rain fell quietly, Li Jiaqi’s emotions mirrored the defeat of autumn leaves.
A night silently passed.
Xiao Du, who had just eaten two buns, saw a post under Yuwei’s Weibo with over 20,000 comnts.
He clicked on it: "Forr Galaxy teammate exposes Yuwei for ’lesbian drama’ and even ’dostic violence.’"
Reading the headline, Xiao Du was stunned. As a seasoned fan of the Galaxy, he naturally knew the inner dynamics of the small idols in the group. But Yuwei only ever had one CP pairing!
Curious, he clicked the link—it was a long, detailed rant.
It started: "People don’t actually know Yuwei’s true nature.
Her sweet and innocent facade is all an act, deceiving hordes of male fans.
In reality, she’s a ’lesbian masquerading as straight,’ an iron-butch type.
From the mont she joined the group, we already knew what her preferences were.
You know, in these matters, we all had our ’gaydar.’
Back then, she ca alone all the way from a far-off northeastern region.
Faced with an unfamiliar environnt, she was ntally uneasy, plagued by uncertainty about her future.
So one of our teammates gave her trendous emotional support.
They ate together, perford together, cheered her up.
The two grew unexpectedly close—to an unimaginable degree.
Work, life, leisure—they were inseparable, their boundaries nonexistent.
But such deep intimacy often leads to hurt.
The teammate who took care of her saw her career take off first.
Yuwei, afraid of losing her ’best friend,’ began preventing her from doing Pocket Live streams or external gigs, and even from accepting offers.
The friend tried to resist, but Yuwei was strong, fierce to the point of aggression.
Ti and again, the friend had to submit, ti and again she had to placate Yuwei.
There were even instances of ’dostic violence,’ yet the friend dared not speak out.
The worst incident happened when Yuwei pinned her down in a hallway and beat her.
At the ti, her screams echoed through the halls, but no one dared to intervene.
The most severe instance left the friend with a deep cut on her arm after Yuwei attacked her crazily.
When Yuwei lost her mind, she even liked to bite people.
The ex-teammate’s body was covered in bite marks, to the point she couldn’t even join performances.
While Yuwei stopped her friend from accepting gigs, she secretly engaged with big fans behind the scenes.
She appeared thrifty on the surface.
In truth, she used luxury goods frequently and often visited upscale hotels.
If you observe closely, you’ll notice the cunning and cruelty in her eyes.
Oh, and by the way, her face isn’t natural—it’s undergone plastic surgery.
The rant ended with a link to this girl’s livestream.
Xiao Du clicked on it and was both angry and amused.
The girl in question had been expelled from Galaxy—a minor idol notorious for stirring up trouble and being dishonest.
It seed Galaxy had truly run out of options if they resorted to using her to attack Yuwei.
Xiao Du imdiately started checking Li Jiaqi’s Weibo.
After all, the only CP pair and friend Yuwei had within the group was Li Jiaqi.
Sure enough, the latest post on her account was a selfie from two days ago on a filming set.
He then went to check Li Jiaqi’s alternate account.
"Darkness is encroaching, and though I am powerless, I can only use my fragile shoulders to bear it, even if the torrent shatters completely."
Xiao Du instantly understood—Li Jiaqi must have been threatened.
As he opened other platforms, the rant had been massively reposted.
Marketing accounts and haters were seizing the opportunity to slander, flooding the internet with negativity.
So clueless individuals were being dragged into the narrative.
Even self-proclaid ’Galaxy fans’ and ’teammates’ stepped up to claim it was true.
So people even registered ’Pocket’ accounts to check with Galaxy’s backstage community.
Certain fans who thrive on chaos gave unequivocal affirmations.
This instantly enraged Li Jiaqi’s fans, who began pushing back—but their voices remained too small.
"Xiao Du, what should we do? Should we start clarifying and controlling the comnts?" Mu Yunchu frowned and asked.
Xiao Du got up from his computer desk, paced twice on the carpet, then said decisively, "This ti, I’ll make Galaxy regret lifting this stone, only to drop it on their own feet."
Base
Wang Junhe was undergoing the greatest trial of her life.
Tian Jiaxuan stood by Luo Tiantian and asked Junhe, "Who do you actually like? Is it the mature type, the cutesy type, or another kind entirely?"
Wang Junhe felt so embarrassed she started jittering, unsure how to respond.
Luo Tiantian, standing off to the side, was also flustered. This was actually a great opportunity for a fun joke, yet her lack of innate codic timing left her awkwardly rooted in place.
Tian Jiaxuan continued brightening the mood: "Anyone else? What other kinds are there?"
"Sister Na!"
"Right—Sister Na!"
The girls who were good at joking imdiately shouted, while Wang Na stood off to the side wearing a smug expression.
At that mont, Wang Junhe spoke: "I like either young girls or the mature type!"
"So you like ones older than yourself?" Tian Jiaxuan continued questioning.
"Yes, I like them a little more mature."
Suddenly, Wang Na raised her hand: "Mr. Wang Junhe, are there specific requirents for body type?"
Junhe, who had been earnestly answering, instantly froze, struck by a surge of speechlessness.
The trainees and coaches in the room erupted in laughter.
Yuwei secretly shook her head—Luo Tiantian couldn’t make use of the opportunity handed to her!
Wang Na had stolen the spotlight right under her nose in one fell swoop.
"I tend to prefer soone slimr," Wang Junhe managed to reply, keeping the energy in the room alive.
Next, it was Lai Ruoxuan’s turn to perform.
Standing on the stage, she took a deep breath—success or failure hinged entirely on this mont.
"Welco, everyone, to the Idol program fan et!"
Her voice starkly contrasted her appearance, and paired with her adorably charming face, she instantly captured everyone’s attention.
"I’m your host for this session, Lai Ruoxuan." The crowd applauded and cheered her on.
"The first guest we’ll bring out is Xiao Ying, Wu iyin!"
As she spoke, a large screen behind her displayed a clip of Wu iyin’s initial self-introduction video.
"Hi everyone, I’m Xiao Ying—the ’Ying’ in cherry blossom. You can call the ’Chaleon Xiao Ying.’"
Ruoxuan mimicked the introduction perfectly, down to the heart gesture at the end, causing Xiao Ying, sitting in the audience, to shyly hide behind Li Shihan.
The audience watched with delight, captivated by the engaging performance.
Ruoxuan then tossed her hair and tied it up, widening her eyes: "Hello everyone, I’m Duan Yuxin. You can call Big Rain or Sloth Xin."
The crowd broke into laughter—her mimicry was spot on.
She continued imitating several other people, turning the atmosphere entirely lively.
When she stepped off stage, her heart was pounding uncontrollably.
From the audience’s reactions, it was clear the performance was a success; now it was up to the program team to decide whether to air it. The segnt was five and a half minutes long.
Following her act was the performance by Lu Bingbing and Gao Ziyi.
However, their so-called cody skit was awfully awkward—there was no humor at all.
It couldn’t even compare to Hanoi’s everyday jokes; cody isn’t sothing you can just force.
The sa line from a professional codian would be hilarious, but it fell flat in the hands of amateurs.
This performance was an utter failure.
In contrast, Lu Bingbing’s good friends Wang Qingyu and Qi Ziyue delivered an excellent performance.
The two demonstrated true acting talent, presenting a scene of romance between an arrogant boy and a school beauty—it was clichéd but undeniably appealing to younger female viewers.
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