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Chapter 97 - 94: The Top Dancer

Chapter 97: Chapter 94: The Top Dancer

The big screen displayed the first group of trainees challenging the competition.

From the "Firepower Girl" group: Gao Yingxi, Wu Meiying, Shu Man, and Zhang Xijia.

Ye Yuwei nearly let out a curse the moment she heard the term "Firepower Girl."

And they said these people had no experience, just like them, all trainees.

The Firepower Girl group was part of the Holy Dance Group, which was widely recognized as a top-tier dance troupe in the industry.

Their main expertise was providing choreography and backing dances for the most elite celebrities, while also being one of Huaxia’s best dance planning and production companies.

And yet, they’re claiming to be the same as us? Obviously, they’re professionals masquerading as amateurs.

To be fair, many of the trainees here had been dancing for over a decade.

But it’s like the difference between students from a prestigious university and students from an average one.

If you compared a Tsinghua student to one from Wudaokou Vocational Technical College, both studying mathematics, how could that even be a competition?

Onstage, the girls from F-class who knew about this company almost couldn’t sit still out of fear.

As the four stepped onto the stage, Long Zitao and a few others started laughing.

This was because they had all collaborated with this company before, and Shu Man was especially well-known.

"Oh my god! Shu Man is actually here to challenge us!" Bala Girl Group’s Wang Yanran nervously ran her hands through her hair, and Fu Xiaoyu was equally shocked.

After all, this Shu Man was their teacher. During a break, they had seen her talking with some program staff from a distance, assuming she was invited as an instructor for the show.

They understood Shu Man’s level—she completely crushed them with ease.

However, Shu Man was also quite old now, nearly 30. She surely couldn’t be joining a girl group anymore, right?

Ye Yuwei and Lu Bingbing shared the same thought. They could tell this Shu Man was likely just here to make an appearance.

After the four introduced themselves, the performance commenced.

The "Tsinghua" standard was on full display. From the start, the pose—especially the way the right leg bent halfway—was exceptionally precise, like a perfect 90-degree angle.

What followed was decent; of course, the choreography was stunning—complicated formations, high difficulty, perfect execution—but the singing was... let’s just say it wasn’t great.

Among them, only Gao Yingxi’s singing stood out, clearly professionally trained, with a good grasp of vocal technique.

Ye Yuwei found it odd—shouldn’t "Firepower Girl" have many performers better than these four? Why send this particular group?

What she didn’t know was that the Holy Dance Group and Penguin had a collaborative agreement, and both Gao Yingxi and Wu Meiying came from influential families. This was merely their way into the entertainment industry through the dance group.

Moreover, Penguin couldn’t possibly allow the Holy Dance Group’s top performers to compete here. With them going all out, this program would lose its fun entirely.

In fact, even for this song and dance performance, Penguin had restricted them, prohibiting overly difficult routines.

"That was amazing! Gao Yingxi, your voice has a unique charm. I’d love to see more of your performances," Long Zitao said, sticking to the script.

Gao Yingxi stepped forward, removed her shoes onstage, and her previously smiling face instantly turned sorrowful, melancholic. Her elegant limbs began to sway like fallen leaves in the wind.

She performed a modern dance piece, emotionally intense. As the music grew more tragic, her movements became larger and more expressive.

Like a solitary boat on tumultuous waves, fallen leaves in a storm, or wild grass on a cliffside.

Amid the envious gazes, she took small, deliberate steps forward before leaping into the air. Her beautifully long legs extended almost into a straight line, creating a perfectly executed "aerial split" mid-performance.

This left the A-class dancers trembling in their seats. A few of them could pull it off, but none with the same precision.

She followed this up with several stationary flips, pausing her body abruptly in sync with the beat before bending backward, arching toward the sky with tears still pooling in her eyes.

The entire audience was stunned by her performance. How could anyone compete with that? This was a clear-cut domination.

As the music came to its conclusion, she stood in place, raising her right leg high, with her foot, arch, and toes forming a straight line that almost touched her forehead.

After completing the "standing split," she lowered her leg despondently and transitioned into a splitting spin on the floor.

Her body rolled in one direction like a drifting dandelion, before gradually rising back to a standing position to end the performance.

During this act, Yang Xiaoyue ensured the cameraman captured numerous close-ups of the onlookers’ expressions—full of admiration and awe for Gao Yingxi—for later editing into the footage.

"That was stunning, Gao Yingxi! Wu Meiying, what will you bring us next?" Long Zitao continued, following the script.

"I’ll perform a little skit as Peppa Pig," she said. Youthful and radiant, her statuesque figure, especially those long, slender legs, was the envy of many.

Many girls might have pretty faces—some even resorted to cosmetic surgery—but body proportions and height were things that couldn’t be faked.

Wu Meiying was naturally a "model hanger," with flawless curves and amazing posture. Her legs, especially, were stunning. Most seasoned dancers had thick, muscular legs.

Take Jiang Mengqi, for instance—she had a bright and youthful face, stood about 170 cm tall, but her legs were unattractive: bowlegged and disproportionately thick.

Wu Meiying avoided all these pitfalls. Her legs were long, straight, and perfectly proportioned.

As soon as she took the stage, Luo Junxiang perked up again. Despite a full day of filming, he didn’t feel tired at all—he was inexplicably energized.

Wu Meiying began her act, holding a Peppa Pig plush toy in each hand, dancing a cheerful routine on stage.

Her dance skills were noticeably weaker than Gao Yingxi’s. It was evident that she had trained in modern dance.

But her appeal lay in her good looks, combining cuteness with coquettish charm. The mentors were captivated, watching her with smiles on their faces.

Seeing Wang Junhe’s unwavering attention and amused grin, Meng Meixuan couldn’t help sneering to herself.

After all, he used to look at her the same way.

Next, Shu Man demonstrated a South Korean girl-group dance. While the rhythm was impeccable, the routine itself wasn’t impressive.

Girl-group choreography, in reality, was a rather lowbrow style with little artistic ambition or aesthetic appeal—a mishmash of moves akin to the freestyle dancing you’d see in bars.

Though it did require control over rhythm and physical movement, there wasn’t much complexity, and such routines wouldn’t be serious contenders in proper dance competitions.

Additionally, the top choreographers for girl groups were almost exclusively men.

It seemed likely that Shu Man was restricted by the program and could only present something like this.

The last performer, Zhang Xijia, showcased a rap, which was even more underwhelming.

From the looks of it, Holy Dance Group’s main stars were Gao Yingxi and the backup, Wu Meiying.

"Wonderful, Wu Meiying! You’ve shown us your sweet and adorable side," Long Zitao said with a smile.

"Next up, let’s welcome the following performer," Long Zitao added.

The audience was stunned. "Wait, what? I thought there were only supposed to be four performers?"

At this moment, Zhang Wei stepped out to clarify their confusion: "These additional four weren’t selected as trainees by us."

Seeing their attentive expressions, he continued, "But they’re all excellent. So, the program team decided to give them another chance. However, only four of them will face off against you, meaning we’ll pick four from their group for the showdown."

Hearing this, the contestants felt somewhat relieved—at least the total spots hadn’t changed.