"It’s the result of everyone’s concerted efforts," Shi Lan said.
From the selection of the list, to Tang Ze and the others going to sign people, to the subsequent training and tempering, these twenty-nine kids had all been undergoing a baptism throughout the journey.
"Alright, An Lan, go for it in a bit!" the makeup artist gave a cheering gesture.
The twenty-nine people were divided into three groups, with the numbers in each group shuffled, so the order of appearance was determined by drawing lots.
Although the little rascal was number eighteen, he was actually the fourth to go on stage in the second group.
The audience didn’t hold much hope for Sister An Lan and her brother, especially after watching the performances of the trainees before them. The difficulty level had simply upgraded from easy to hell-level.
Moreover, after many spectators had seen An Lan’s variety shows, it was evident that she truly lacked talent in this area, to the extent that it could even be deemed a disability.
With this in mind, everyone was even more convinced that An Yang was definitely going to crash this time.
Even the little girl sitting next to Boss Yan was sweating bullets for An Yang.
"Although I also like An Lan, An Yang should have picked a more professional person to boost the show."
"You don’t think highly of An Lan?" Yan Shixiu, upon hearing the little girl’s complaint, couldn’t help but ask.
"It’s not that I’m not fond of her. An Lan just isn’t suited for the stage. She’s more for variety shows and acting," the little girl said. "Big brother, I don’t mean to belittle An Lan; I just think that with the ranking battle being so important, Little Anzai has really been too hasty."
"An Lan should just go back to farming instead," a companion sitting next to the little girl said.
"Keep your voice down, big brother is a fan of An Lan. You should be careful or you might get hit!" the little girl quickly gave her companion a look.
"I’m stating the facts. I acknowledge that An Lan is very capable, but she’s not suitable for everything."
"If you keep this up, I’m going to get angry!"
The two girls started to argue.
Boss Yan turned his gaze back and shook his head.
Fandoms are really too complex.
Soon, the ranking battle intensified. Several of the kids were indeed exceptional. Even if Yan Shixiu didn’t understand all of the professional aspects, he knew these kids had great potential. On the other hand, the screams from the audience provided him the answers.
"Boss Yan, the next one is your wife," Xun Yinghua moved to Shi Lan’s spot and reminded Yan Shixiu. "But this group is so strong, the pressure on your wife and her team is enormous."
Yan Shixiu was unconcerned, focused on watching the performance.
In just a few short minutes, Boss Yan found himself caught up in the tension of the moment, until the lights dimmed and a red spotlight fell on the center of the stage.
The venue erupted in screams once again.
Beneath the red spotlight stood Shi Lan, striking a fixed pose.
There she was, dressed in a sapphire-blue sleeveless tee, and bright gray torn jeans that sparkled with sequins, making her stand out on stage. She wore no other special decorations, but the tattoo on her wrist glowed. As the music "Crazy" started playing, the venue exploded with another round of screams.
"Ah! My god, she’s so cool!"
"An Lan! An Lan! I want to marry you!"
"Ah! Is this what you call not being able to dance? An Lan!"
The audience could never have expected that An Lan on stage would be so explosive.
The dance instructor had re-choreographed "Crazy" into a dance for a male and female duo. The brother-sister pair, one soft and one powerful, coordinated perfectly.
"That’s totally explosive, my goodness!"
They call this not knowing how to dance?
While these two were dancing, other members also hid behind and watched. Damn.
What happened to the promised aerobic dance?
What happened to the promised stiffness in the limbs?
Look at the audience below; what’s it turned into?
I knew Sister An Lan was just bluffing.
Downstairs, Boss Yan, being more reserved, didn’t scream like the little girl beside him did. The girl who had looked down on the lady just a while ago was now shouting her lungs out.
In that moment, Boss Yan’s feelings were complex.
He seemed to suddenly see Shi Lan at twenty-two years old, but he also felt sour that so many people in the audience had discovered her charm.
He was proud on the one hand, but jealous on the other.
He wanted to hide Shi Lan away, yet he also wanted her to shine brightly.
After this night, his lady would once again... go viral across the internet, and he would have even more rivals in love.
As a result, Boss Yan was filled with a sense of crisis from head to toe.
She was his, she was his, after all!
He wanted to go public, he really did...