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Chapter 113 2/2
While fans of other contestants loudly declared, “My idol strives for the first place,” Tu Zhu’s fans merely said, “Looking forward to the performance.”
Even saying, “My Tu Zhu will definitely be selected,” seemed too daring.
But thinking about it, it could be understood. Tu Zhu had a brilliant start to his career, but later on, almost every step he took seemed like self-destruction. His acting skills deteriorated to the point where even ordinary passersby who didn’t follow entertainment news knew about it.
The label of incompetence had almost always been attached to Tu Zhu.
Even the fans didn’t dare to boast too much, fearing a backlash from public opinion.
A passerby sighed and left a comment:
“Thinking about it, it’s quite sad for Tu Zhu. Even his fans haven’t thought he could win.”
This comment quickly rose to the top, indicating that there were quite a few silent onlookers like him.
People weren’t too eager to leave comments, but giving a thumbs up or something similar was quite effortless.
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In a room filled with a trendy atmosphere, Tu Zhu quietly watched the comment that had risen to the top for a few seconds before putting down his phone.
He turned around and looked at himself in the mirror, appearing worn out.
It wasn’t because of his mood or facial expression; it was because, under the company’s exploitation, he hadn’t saved much money. Later, to break free from Sheng Hua, he invested almost all his money. Additionally, to participate in “Crossing the Star Sea,” Tu Zhu turned down all collaboration offers that came his way just to focus all his energy on this stage.
Now, he could only afford to rent this small room.
Although there was a musty smell in the air and the noisy neighbor’s sounds could be heard through the headphones, Tu Zhu raised his hand unaffectedly and began to dance lightly on the soundproofed floor.
In the dim light, he appeared dark, but his eyes were clear and bright.
Nobody believed in him; at least, Sheng Dong was willing to appreciate him.
Amidst the quiet rotation, Tu Zhu stopped moving and looked at his reflection in the mirror.
He would make it to the end.
For sure.
—”It’s over.”
In a hotel room, a silver-haired, picturesque young man with an unfamiliar command of the Chinese language lamented to his teammate, “They don’t want us foreigners to participate.”
The young man’s appearance was akin to that of a character from an anime, combined with a cute temperament and outstanding abilities, making him quite popular in his own country.
“Finally got through the auditions; this opportunity is crucial.”
The reason he spoke Chinese was that his teammate was Chinese.
“Don’t worry. We’ve passed the auditions, and the production team won’t stop us from participating just because of some online comments.”
His teammate, with striking red hair and a cheerful face that exuded confidence, smiled confidently.
“People with abilities won’t be afraid of being left behind wherever they go.”
“Pack your bags; this time the championship will be ours.”
In the neighboring hotel, members of a P-country girl group were also having a meeting. This group was one of the best in their country, and each member had her own unique and beautiful features.
The beauties gathered, listening to their golden-haired captain arrange:
“When we get to the venue, we must make the most of our practice time.”
“Since men and women are separated, we only need to focus on the other female contestants. From my observation, there are at least a dozen strong competitors. I don’t know if the production team will disperse us. For now, let’s continue learning Chinese.”
“Let’s give it our all; the first place will be ours!”
“Go for it!”
“Go for it!”
In the room next door to this one, a short-haired girl, holding a lollipop stick, turned back from the balcony to her room. Her cold and glamorous face, accentuated by her slender eyes, raised a quizzical eyebrow.
This Chinese contestant, who understood the P language, looked at the selected contestant card in her hand. Under her long eyelashes, her eyes were full of determination.
“Is it really yours?”
“It’s not certain.”
As the beautiful men and women who had passed the auditions prepared in their own ways, a sleek car stopped in front of the audition building.
Subsequently, Guan Zhao, holding files that needed Sheng Quan’s signature, smoothly arrived at the audition room where Sheng Quan was currently located.
The U Country Girl group was in rehearsal, and it was already the third day of auditions. The competition remained intense.
The beautiful and bold sisters, with honey-colored skin and long legs, danced in perfect unison to the music, even incorporating off-stage interactions like reaching out to touch each other’s hair.
Sheng Quan smiled, her eyes fixed on the beautiful sisters, her face radiating joy.
Seeing the big boss pleased, the beautiful sisters immediately danced even more cheerfully.
“Doesn’t it look like a carefree Huaxia emperor who neglects state affairs for the sake of beauty?”
“I guarantee that if this were ancient times, our president would have already named these beauties as concubines.”
Ryan’s voice sounded from beside Guan Zhao, and Guan Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly, his magnetic voice low.
“Sheng Quan has never neglected any important matters. Appreciating art is her normal hobby.”
“And your metaphor is inappropriate and boring.”
Looking at his usually icy cousin, the handsome man with golden hair and blue eyes continued to chuckle.
“Then, why are you here? It’s normal for me to be recalled from a country to help. You, who stay indoors all day, what are you doing here?”
Guan Zhao raised the documents in his hand: “Delivering documents.”
“Tsk, all the big matters have been handled. The recent documents are not that important. You could have easily found a secretary to deliver them. You insist on doing it yourself.”
Guan Zhao’s eyes didn’t move. “It’s my rest time now, and I have the right to go anywhere I want.”
Ryan raised his hands in surrender: “Alright, alright, it’s your rest time. It’s a miracle that our reserved Guan Zhao understands the concept of rest.”
He glanced at something on the right side of Guan Zhao: “Is that… milk tea?”
Gu Zhao completely ignored him, quietly waiting until the performance inside was over before pushing the door open and walking in, handing the documents to Sheng Quan.
Ryan didn’t pay any attention, looking through the inner glass at Sheng Quan, who was slightly bowing and talking to someone sitting in a chair, while Gu Zhao handed out the bubble tea.
Looking at the lip movements, after Sheng Quan signed the documents, Gu Zhao hesitated for a few seconds before saying:
“They danced well; no wonder you like them.”
Ryan couldn’t help but chuckle, genuine pleasure flowing through his blue eyes that always showed mercy.
How could he not be happy?
The cousin trapped in the memories of the past seemed to be becoming more and more like a living person without him realizing it.
Hmm… Wait, is this an insult?
Whatever the insult, it is. Anyway, Gu Zhao can’t just jump up and hit him.
Inside the room, Sheng Quan, upon hearing Gu Zhao praise the U.S. sisters, immediately brightened up:
“Right? Not bad at all. I also think their infectious energy is amazing. It’s a pity you came late; I just watched another even more spectacular performance.”
“But it’s okay. When the official broadcast of ‘Over the Starry Sea’ begins and they perform, you can come and watch it live.”
Gu Zhao listened quietly and replied, “Okay, I’ll go.”
Sheng Quan, accustomed to Gu Zhao rejecting any outing opportunities, thought, “Wow, that’s great.”
This stage was the biggest project for Xing Mang, and she had long prepared to bring everyone together.
Sharing warmth and enjoying ourselves together.
Now, with Gu Zhao joining, the gathering couldn’t be more complete.
After taking a sip of the strawberry-flavored bubble tea Gu Zhao brought, Sheng Quan, watching the performance, felt boundless joy in life.
After Sheng Quan enjoyed the entire audition process so happily, all the contestants were now in their positions.
The large-scale holographic stage talent show, “Over the Starry Sea,” officially began.
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