Chapter 15

The first performer receiving an A clearly gave the remaining contestants quite a bit of courage. Gradually, people began volunteering and raising their hands, fighting to be the second to go onstage.

Bai Chang raised her brows, but her gaze turned toward Pang Shiru beside her. “Why don’t we let Senior Pang choose someone this time?”

“That works too. There’s someone here I’ve been curious about for a while.” Pang Shiru nodded and lifted her chin toward one direction. “That girl sitting in seat number 7. Earlier, when you first entered, so many people cheered for you. Come down and show us what you’ve got?”

The one sitting in seat number 7 was Mangosteen Entertainment’s Chu Anzhi.

Even though a senior had suddenly called her name without warning, there was not the slightest panic on her face. She calmly stood on the stage and gave a simple self-introduction.

Because Mangosteen had brought five people in total, they performed as a group.

When the five “female models” danced, it was just like the few steps they had taken when entering earlier. Their movements were neat and uniform, and their complex formation changes made the performance even more visually enjoyable. Chu Anzhi, who stood in the center position, had excellent expression management. Even against the contrast of her eye-catching teammates, she still stood out as exceptionally outstanding.

“Wo! Chu Anzhi! Big Boss Chu! Universe-level ACE! Long legs, amazing face, great demon king! Ahhhhh, she’s too beautiful!” Without even turning around, one could tell that this voice had come from Su Wanwan’s throat again.

Even though Mangosteen’s performance won a full round of applause, Pang Shiru still did not seem entirely satisfied. stolen content“Number seven, do a solo section for me.”

Chu Anzhi had come prepared, so of course she would not miss this chance to show herself. “All right.”

The prelude sounded, and someone’s eyes lit up. Wasn’t this familiar accompaniment precisely the title track from the album Pang Shiru had released when she transitioned?

Back then, in order to successfully transition, Pang Shiru had specially sought out a famous foreign arranger to collaborate with her, finally producing this divine song that had both texture and distinct memorability, with an extremely high degree of public recognition.

Singing the original singer’s famous song right in front of her on a show—what kind of courage did that require? Yet Chu Anzhi truly did it.

A voice with powerful penetration pierced into the eardrums. The full emotion within her voice drew resonance from the listeners. Chu Anzhi proved that idols could sing well too.

Su Wanwan shouting “ACE” at the top of her lungs truly had not been exaggerating Chu Anzhi.

When the song ended, there was no sound in the venue. Everyone was waiting for the original singer to give the first round of comments.

“This trip of mine was worth it. I originally thought the new generation was just a bunch of empty shells, but first there was one of you just now, and now there’s another. You’re all quite capable.” Pang Shiru also took out an A and beckoned for Chu Anzhi to come over. “Young people, take it easy. Don’t chase too hard and slap us older waves dead on the beach.”

Chu Anzhi had a cool, queenly face, but her attitude was very humble. She hurriedly [stolen content]bowed to Pang Shiru. “Teacher, you praise me too much. There are still many areas where I need to learn from you.”

“You’re quite modest.”

Wasn’t that true? Just now, when receiving roughly the same kind of praise, what had Chi Rui replied?

This scene did not end after Chu Anzhi’s simple solo.

Since Bai Chang was idle anyway, she pondered and began stirring up trouble again. Repeating the same trick, she turned her head toward the back and asked the most terrifying question in the most casual tone, “Is there anyone in the audience willing to come out for a battle?”

Nonsense! If anyone had that ability, who would not want this free chance at screen time? The problem was that the opponent right now would be Chu Anzhi. Going up to battle her was no different from giving oneself away for free.

And so…

“I will.” Chi Rui raised her hand.

All the trainees: Sister, haven’t you danced enough yet? Leave us a path to live, please.

Bai Chang looked to be in a good mood. “Are you sure?”

“Hahahaha, just let her go up. Let me feast my eyes.” Pang Shiru did not want to miss this chance to watch the excitement.

Bai Chang lifted her hand and beckoned, calling Chi Rui down.

Chi Rui immediately rushed down from the very top layer at top speed. If she had known earlier, she would not have climbed back up after finishing her performance just now. Waiting below for a battle would have been so much better.

Wei Jie had never seen anyone so excited to go onstage for a battle, as if she were hurrying to the cafeteria after the meal bell rang. She could not help teasing, “Slow down. If you fall later, Teacher Pang won’t have anything good to feast her eyes on.”

Chu Anzhi stepped aside and gave up the stage.

“With this much confidence, did you prepare a dance in advance?” Bai Chang casually flipped through Chi Rui’s resume, her tone familiar and natural, as though the two of them were old friends of many years.

“I prepared both a song and a dance.”

“Mm.” Bai Chang raised her brows, her fingers tapping lightly on the tabletop. “Unfortunately, I don’t want to watch those. Give us a freestyle dance. I’ll randomly choose the songs here.”

“Bai Chang, you’re ​bailiantales.com​bullying her.” Pang Shiru laughed, but her expression was full of anticipation.

“I’m bullying her?” Bai Chang’s final tone lifted, and she looked at Chi Rui with a faint smile that was not quite a smile. “What do you think? Am I bullying you?”

For one instant, Chi Rui felt as though she had just been flirted with.

“No. If Teacher Bai says freestyle, then freestyle it is.” Chi Rui took a step back. Clearly, she was already prepared to “accept the move.”

To put it plainly, improvisational dance was a matter of drilling countless practice questions. Once one had practiced enough songs, no matter what music was given, there was nothing to be afraid of.

“That’s good. Otherwise, Teacher Pang might say I’m relying on my identity as the initiator to bully a child.”

As soon as Bai Chang finished speaking, a staff member brought up something that looked like a radio.

“In a moment, I’ll use this song machine to play songs randomly.” On the front of the machine, there were a full twenty buttons, representing twenty random songs. “Each song will play for twenty seconds. There will be three songs in total. Prepare yourself.”

“They’re even cutting between songs?” a girl below the stage said in surprise.

“What kind of hell-mode freestyle is this? Thank goodness I’m not the one up there.”

At this moment, the calmest person in the entire venue was instead the main performer. Chi Rui’s expression remained as composed as ever, as though nothing could stir up nervousness or fear in her.

“Begin.”

Bai Chang was still fairly considerate. The first song she selected was a girl group dance that had been extremely popular this year. Quite a few people present had probably practiced the original version before, so Chi Rui did not feel much pressure dancing to it.

After ten seconds, the style of the music suddenly changed into long, drawn-out traditional instrumental music.

Chi Rui remained unhurried. She retracted the previous movement and smoothly connected it into a front walkover, flowing like moving clouds and running water. After landing, her body leaned backward. Following the music, she let her head linger and cast out a glance as tender as water.

Bai Chang hooked her lips with interest, yet her hand showed no mercy as she switched to a boy group song.

In an instant, Chi Rui, who had just had the posture of a willow swaying in the wind, seemed to become a completely different person. Even her gaze turned firm and powerful. Her extremely high level of control over her body made every following movement clean and sharp, without the slightest drag.

Thud—

The final stomp landed right on the drumbeat, solidly ​Read on BaiLianTales​kicking into the hearts of every spectator present. It was truly too dashing!

Pu Jun, who had been quiet the whole time, finally could not help speaking. “I originally didn’t plan to comment, but Chi Rui, I really want to praise you. Your stage presence is explosive. You simply slayed the entire venue. It suits my taste perfectly.”

“Thank you, Teacher.” Chi Rui quickly returned to a modest standing posture, as if the person who had overturned the stage just now was not her at all.

“I also went online and did some homework a few days ago. Everyone said you… relied on your face to make a living? A beautiful good-for-nothing?” Pang Shiru smiled. “Personally, I think you can develop in both directions. After all, with such good conditions right there, don’t waste them.”

Hearing that phrase “rely on your face to make a living” so suddenly, Chi Rui’s head felt a little floaty. Even the mentors praising her dancing earlier had not made her this excited.

After all, relying on her face to make a living had always been her dream!

“Chi Rui.” This seemed to be the first time Bai Chang had called these two words in such a serious tone. “You’re amazing. So this time, no matter what others say about you, I hope you won’t give up.”

Now Chi Rui could not quite figure out what Bai Chang meant.

She had originally thought Bai Chang had deliberately made that suggestion earlier to make things difficult for her. But if that were really the case, what did it mean for her to say such encouraging words now?

Acting? As a Best Actress, Bai Chang could ​bailiantales.com​of course act out goodwill toward her in front of the cameras. But Chi Rui subconsciously felt that these words were sincere.

So just now, Bai Chang had deliberately given her a chance to show herself?

Why?

Chi Rui was still thinking about this question even after she returned to her seat. In a daze, she saw the 200000 above Bai Chang’s head—she had been so focused on the competition just now that she had ignored it.

That was right. What else could it be? With someone as intelligent as Bai Chang, could she have spent that two hundred thousand for nothing?

Even if Bai Chang wanted to waste it, Tang Yu would never allow it.

After thinking it through this way, Chi Rui felt much more at ease.

Her future ex-wife really was shrewd.

Author’s Note:

Bai Chang: My wife only sees my money.

Chi Rui: What else would I see?