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Luo Junxiang, Zhang Wei, Hu Binbin, and Wang Junhe were leading a group of girls in aerobic training to the rhythm of the radio exercises.
The group bounced ceaselessly as if they had springs installed under their feet.
This kind of physical training is a foundational requirent for singers, especially for those who perform singing and dancing.
Because generally, a singing-and-dancing singer’s concert lasts about two and a half hours, and without abundant stamina, one can’t sustain it.
At this mont, the differences beca glaring—those who underwent professional training generally managed to keep up with the rhythm,
while people like Wang Na, Lv Fangxin, Jiao Jinglan simply couldn’t keep going.
In addition, Gao Ziyi, who indulged herself with overeating and often slacked off in training, also couldn’t hold up.
The caran specifically focused on filming those who couldn’t keep up with the movents.
As the music changed, everyone began swinging their waists from side to side, rotating their hips, and throwing punches.
Then they started shouting slogans.
Their wildly chaotic behavior even made the caran laugh.
Actually, the filming the for this episode was all about creating a relaxed atmosphere.
The previous two performances aid to showcase the girls’ love-and-rivalry dynamics, but this ti it was about warmth and sentintality.
Due to the ongoing ferntation of Lv Fangxin’s incident, the show was directly called out.
If they didn’t inject so positivity, they clearly wouldn’t be able to appease public criticism.
Moreover, this episode invited senior artists as guests, and their companies obviously didn’t want their artists to get involved in any conflicts, so the overall vibe was harmonious.
Night
descended amidst the chaos.
After showcasing all day, Ye Yuwei felt utterly exhausted and lay quietly on her bed upon returning to the dormitory.
The letter Xiao Du gave her described in detail all the recent events.
The letter also contained Xiao Du’s own guesses and judgnts.
It was exceedingly long, but Xiao Du was very clever; he divided it into twenty envelopes.
Simultaneously, he numbered the envelopes, making it easier for Ye Yuwei to read.
From the contents of the letter, the most critical online attacks against her had already subsided.
The primary focus of the online hate targeted her persona.
Regarding this, Ye Yuwei wasn’t overly concerned.
A persona is a double-edged sword—if so people like it, others will inevitably dislike it.
She simply needed to hold on to those who liked her.
What worried her the most now was that Penguin hadn’t made an offer to sign her.
This ant that even now, they remained uncertain and indecisive.
"Yezi, what are you thinking about?" Wu Zixuan approached her bedside.
"Nothing, just feeling a bit tired." Ye Yuwei smiled faintly and sat up.
"Ti really flies! I’ve truly grown fond of this place."
Wu Zixuan’s soft voice carried a hint of lingering affection.
"Yeah! This is the starting point of our dreams and glory."
Ye Yuwei shared the sentint, and her words ca genuinely from the heart.
"Yezi, no matter what the outside world says, we understand each other."
Ye Yuwei looked at Wu Zixuan’s sisterly, warm smile and suddenly felt a fleeting resemblance to Lu Bingbing.
She didn’t understand why Wu Zixuan ca over to speak these words, but she still smiled, saying, "So fans don’t truly understand us."
Wu Zixuan nodded slightly, "I know the fans from your forr group had lots of internal conflicts for various reasons."
"Sotis over trivial things, really."
"Our group has too many mbers, and coupled with the anxiety of fa at a young age..."
"It often leads to seemingly nonsensical matters becoming flashpoints to outsiders."
As Ye Yuwei reflected now, so instances within her group felt genuinely immature and absurd.
She also understood the root cause—many of the girls in her group lacked social experience.
Conversely, this place was completely different; those who managed to stay all possessed high intelligence and emotional quotient.
"Yezi, I hope we can beco the closest of friends in the group." Wu Zixuan’s sisterly smile was truly sweet and beautiful, like a flower under the first ray of a sunrise.
It was only at this mont that Ye Yuwei understood Wu Zixuan’s intentions.
She was trying to win her over—commonly known as assembling a "small clique."
Wu Zixuan seed convinced she would likely debut, hence preparing in advance.
Ye Yuwei smiled bitterly in her heart—another "general commander," huh?
For her, the biggest competitor after debut would undoubtedly be ng ixuan.
Their styles overlapped significantly, both capable of being the group’s ACE, both vying for the center position.
Although Wu Zixuan was blown up by fans as incredibly skilled, her persona limited her—she lacked the charisma to be perceived as a leader by fans.
In the minds of fans, she was the ultimate support but not the king.
"Of course, we’ll always be friends," Ye Yuwei extended her hand.
Wu Zixuan’s eyes revealed satisfaction as she extended her own hand to shake Ye Yuwei’s.
She was elated about this alliance; in her view, winning Ye Yuwei ant securing Lv Fangxin as well.
Ultimately, despite having eleven mbers, the group’s core consisted of the four of them.
From practical popularity, she and ng ixuan didn’t hold as much weight as the other two.
Forming strong friendships with them would benefit her imnsely.
As for ng ixuan, being from the sa company ant they were natural-born rivals.
Just as the two conversed, there was a knock on the door.
"Sister Yezi, are you resting?"
Hearing this voice, Wu Zixuan couldn’t help but grin subtly, "Yezi, it’s Zijing."
Ye Yuwei responded gracefully, "Not yet, co in! The door isn’t locked."
Zhang Zijing, with her artistic intellectual aura, her long hair styled like a literary youth, entered the room with a hint of cool detachnt.
Upon seeing Wu Zixuan seated by Ye Yuwei’s bed, she froze montarily.
Her naturally cold deanor briefly revealed a flicker of displeasure.
"Zijing, I was just chatting with Yezi." Wu Zixuan intentionally flashed a coquettish smile before leaving.
Zhang Zijing said nothing, coldly taking Wu Zixuan’s previous seat.
Experienced Ye Yuwei naturally understood what Zijing was thinking.
"You two talk; I need to fetch sothing from the practice room."
After Wu Zixuan left, Zhang Zijing couldn’t hold back, "Yezi, why are you so close to her? You know her fans blacken you across the entire internet."
Still unskilled in masking her emotions, Zhang Zijing’s voice was laced with suppressed anger.
"Zixuan ca to win over," Ye Yuwei stated directly.
"Win you over?" Zhang Zijing sounded as though she’d heard an absurd claim.
"That sister has never been a competitor of mine."
Ye Yuwei beca exceptionally serious and laid out her analysis to Zhang Zijing.
Zhang Zijing wasn’t naive either; she was equally strategic and shrewd.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have secured this opportunity from the pool of many company trainees.
"So the so-called princes and princesses are just fabrications," Zhang Zijing sneered lightly.
"Yuwei, if everything goes as expected, you’ll debut, but as for ..."
"90% relies on effort, 10% on destiny."
Ye Yuwei didn’t make any guarantees about Zijing’s debut because they both understood the precariousness of her position.
Besides the four of them, Duan Yuxin and Li Zing were "destined picks," aning the remaining 36 contestants were competing for just five debut slots.
Fu Xiaoyu, Gao Ziyi, Yang Ni, Chen Yinghan, Liu Feiyu, and Li Shihan were all strong contenders with a high probability of debuting.
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