When they went out, Lu Feifei and her group gave them a spiteful look.
If she couldn’t get first place, neither should they.
Sure enough, when the results were announced, the first place went to another National Style Society, Bai Yulan.
Regarding this result, Lu Xingzhi had no particular thoughts. It was just a pity that he couldn’t get the thirty thousand yuan promised by Gu Jin Yan.
Gu Jin Yan’s face was gloomy as he looked at Shen Jiaxin on the podium. He realized that the main purpose of this National Style competition was just to launch Shen Jiaxin.
If they want to make her debut, they should see if she even has the qualification.
Shen Jiaxin danced today. She had been practicing for a long time for this event. Director Qi Bai recently has a period drama about to begin filming, and the female lead was long ago decided. However, a heavyweight supporting actress role had not yet been determined.
This supporting role was described as having stunning beauty, and at a palace banquet, her dance captivated everyone.
Moreover, Qi Bai was sitting in the audience today.
Gu Jin Yan only just learned about this. The organizers had indeed used them as pawns.
No wonder there was such a big commotion this time.
Of course, Gu Jin Yan didn’t care about that hundred thousand yuan. His outfit alone cost more than that. However, these people shouldn’t use him as a stepping stone to climb higher.
Helian Xi only knew that Shen Jiaxin was average in looks and her dancing was just so-so. She was not convinced; their side clearly performed better than those from the two National Style Societies.
Helian Xi was very angry, thinking Shen Jiaxin was barely better than Lu Feifei.
"Are those judges blind? Aren’t there also audience judges?" Helian Xi felt there was something fishy about this.
"I actually think it’s fine. Her dance was indeed decent. Even if her facial features aren’t outstanding, she has a great figure." Lu Xingzhi spoke objectively, without thinking too much about it.
"Little Zhi Liao, don’t be sad. In my heart, you’re the real first." Helian Xi thought Lu Xingzhi would be upset and tried to console her.
"Where do you see that I’m sad? I’m just sorry about not getting the money." Lu Xingzhi, whose outfit was still unchanged, faintly curled her lips. She truly resembled a noble lady who had traveled through time from the ancient era.
Every glance and smile exuded poise and elegance.
Helian Xi kept some distance from her, fearing that standing together, people might think she’s just a little maid beside Lu Xingzhi.
Though, she was overthinking it.
Even if she wasn’t as pretty as Lu Xingzhi, she was more vibrant and flamboyant.
Standing together, they each had their own distinct charms, neither overshadowing the other.
"Little Zhi Liao, I’m still not at ease. I feel like Shen Jiaxin isn’t better than you. There must be something unfair here." Helian Xi clenched her fist, almost wanting to storm the stage and punch Shen Jiaxin in the face.
"Even if there are unfair aspects, she’s still better than me. I just had prettier clothes; my flute playing was just mediocre." Lu Xingzhi patted her on the shoulder, "Don’t overthink it. It’s just losing a competition, not losing money."
"Little Zhi Liao, with a fairy-like face like yours, can you stop talking about money? It really ruins your aura." Helian Xi was really convinced by Lu Xingzhi—couldn’t she just pretend a little?
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