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Chapter 80 - 78: Appear One by One

Chapter 80: Chapter 78: Appear One by One

"Youth knows no fear, chasing dreams relentlessly, seizing the moment, never admitting defeat, go! Go!"

The girls on stage, who had been smiling brightly just moments ago, were now all frozen in confusion, looking completely petrified.

This kind of slogan was common enough, but usually in a workplace setting. Why was Galaxy suddenly shouting it here?

"We are the group from Galaxy, EunTwo 16." Yuwei and Bingbing loudly announced their team name.

At this moment, the two were brimming with emotion, their eyes blazing with determination. They were ready to crush the hundred girls before them and prove that Galaxy was the true No. 1 girl group in Huaxia.

On the other side, the "Bright Moon Girl Group," known for their traditional Chinese style and signature fans, began their self-introduction.

However, Pei Qin, perhaps due to nervousness, failed to open the fan imprinted with their group name after the introduction. Instead, she performed one of their usual ending gestures.

This immediately elicited a burst of good-natured laughter from the other girls watching.

Ruoxuan, being the capable team leader she was, quickly kicked in with a playful recovery.

"Stop, stop, can we go again?" Her mature "queenly" tone, paired with her baby-faced features and red traditional Chinese dress, made her look both sweet and stylish.

This sparked another round of laughter and effectively dispelled the awkwardness caused by their misstep on stage.

Xiao Yue watched this group’s performance with great satisfaction.

Galaxy had "stunned" the crowd with their awe-inspiring cheer.

Bright Moon had injected humor into the atmosphere through their fumble under pressure.

If they had been rehearsed ahead of time, sticking rigidly to the script for a formal introduction, the program would likely feel "dead."

Among these five girls, Xiao Yue found Yuwei particularly memorable.

Despite her seemingly sweet and gentle demeanor, this girl carried a subtle but undeniable aura of defiance.

Another standout was Ruoxuan. Since her company shared equity ties with Penguin, the show’s overall producer had specifically instructed Xiao Yue to look out for this girl group during recording.

Next, a group of girls dressed in ultra-trendy outfits stepped onto the stage.

Their costumes were distinctly reminiscent of the retro Hong Kong style from the 1980s.

All of them dressed in looks inspired by the icons of that era—colorful clothes, pants, and leather skirts.

The most striking among them was a girl with short, pale-gold hair named Yang Ni.

She had a stunning mix of an androgynous, soft beauty tinged with a captivating edginess.

The crowd collectively exclaimed, "So cool!" as nearly everyone’s attention locked on her.

Some girls in two separate seating areas even covered their faces, starstruck and utterly smitten.

Another eye-catching member of the group was a girl named Wang Miaomiao, who had an impressive figure and wore a blue outfit.

She had a petite face with delicate southern-style features, yet her height, at least 170 centimeters, was typical of northern girls.

Xiao Yue was pleased with the girls’ reactions to Yang Ni, as it aligned with her expectations. The girl group industry placed a heavy premium on appearances.

No matter how androgynous your aesthetic, you needed to meet the "so cool" standard from a girl’s perspective to draw attention—otherwise, you’d simply look like a "tomboy."

Moreover, most girl group fans were young girls themselves. The younger the fan, the more they adored figures like Yang Ni—and, of course, there were also some fans drawn to her due to their own orientation.

The "Fashion Girl Group" gathered onstage to briefly discuss something before heading toward the seating area together.

They exuded a total "mature woman at fashion week" vibe, which was quite intimidating to the younger, less experienced girls already onstage.

As they approached, everyone stood to welcome them. But to everyone’s surprise, Yang Ni, standing in the center, made a beeline directly for the King’s Throne.

The entire room was instantly shocked. All the girls here had been honed through intense rivalries in their respective companies. They were seasoned enough to understand the underlying power dynamics and intimidation tactics.

But this was a TV show! Wouldn’t starting a public fight here be in poor taste?

Yuwei’s face showed surprise as well. While she didn’t think an actual physical altercation was likely, verbal sparring seemed very possible to force the throne’s current occupant to make way.

The other members of Fu Xiaoyu’s group tensed up, clearly on high alert. Yuwei could tell—some of them were already clenching their fists.

After all, once you stepped out to represent your group, you were unified. It was a given that they couldn’t allow themselves to be pushed around.

Fu Xiaoyu, for her part, was no pushover. Anyone else, upon seeing this troupe of tall, long-legged, imposing women storming toward them, would likely have jumped off the throne in fright.

But she remained seated, though her forced smile betrayed her inner turmoil.

Her mind completely blank, she had no clue how to deal with whatever was about to happen.

What if they told her to leave? What if they said something to provoke her?

As her heart raced, waves of thoughts churned in her mind. Her nerves made her tremble, yet she still refused to stand up.

Yang Ni, striding confidently toward her, privately admired her nerve. In truth, this was a little routine prearranged by the showrunners.

She was supposed to walk up and greet the person seated there, but she decided to toy with it a bit to create drama by acting as if she were claiming the seat.

Unbeknownst to the audience, this was one of the clever setups orchestrated by Sun Miao’s editing team.

"Hello, hi!" Yang Ni suddenly thrust out her hand in greeting toward Fu Xiaoyu.

This sudden shift defused the tension, causing everyone who had been eagerly awaiting drama to exhale deeply. Some were disappointed; others, relieved.

Yuwei and Bingbing exchanged looks and shared a knowing smile.

By now, they’d figured out the real mechanics of this talent show.

This was nothing but a compressed three-month version of Hanoi’s annual general election.

The so-called pyramid seats were simply a replication of Hanoi’s annual election rankings.

It was clear that once all the girl groups had arrived, the competition would become a battle royale. The directors would sift out those with potential while preparing certain "sacrificial" contestants to exit the stage.

For Bingbing, such "Gu-style" survival dynamics posed no threat. On the contrary, she thrived in this kind of chaos.

Next came a seven-member girl group called "Trouble Girls."

All the members were young and energetic, but their style felt a bit redundant, overlapping with the earlier Red Sun Rising group and the fashion group.

One notable member was positioned on the edge of their formation—a tall, porcelain-skinned girl with Japanese-style short hair.

Standing around 170 centimeters, her features weren’t doll-like petite but carried a poised elegance reminiscent of an affluent debutante.

When the screen revealed her company’s name, Yuwei’s expression changed slightly: "It’s Wu Hao’s company."

She focused intently on the seven girls, but none of them betrayed any unusual behavior. They cheerfully announced their group name and walked toward the seating area.

Several more girl groups followed, but their concepts lacked originality, blending into one another.

Just as Yuwei grew disinterested, the screen displayed the name of Canglan Culture.

Lv Fangxin and four other girls, looking dazed and nervous, stepped onto the stage.

What surprised Yuwei was that Lv Fangxin stood in the center position.

What baffled her, however, was that this naive girl had shown up wearing a T-shirt with a cola logo—a gift from a previous street performance.

Not only Lv Fangxin, but the other four girls also exuded an air of timidity.

They had no experience performing on major stages, their biggest gig being an anime event. Otherwise, they stuck to livestreams or street photography.

Confronted with a grand stage like this, they were visibly on edge.

Still, all five girls were exceptional beauties, particularly Lv Fangxin and the twin sisters—absolutely captivating.

Lv Fangxin had a slender frame, long legs, radiant pale skin, and stunningly photogenic anime-like features. Her aura was that of an untouched, innocent girl.

The twins not only looked identical but had striking, robust facial features that perfectly matched Huaxia’s beauty standards.

As the center, Lv Fangxin was the first to step forward and speak. Her voice trembled, but she managed to introduce their group name.

When she walked toward the seating area, she instinctively moved to sit beside Yuwei, only for the latter to subtly shake her head.

One of the twins gently tugged on her, signaling that their team should sit together.

Lv Fangxin finally clued in and took a seat on the other side.

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