Ling Qianhe left hastily before Lu Anqi arrived.
Lu Anqi looked at the young girl in the training room and said.
"You're here so early. The center position has a solo dance, and I'm here to teach you."
Lu Anqi demonstrated it for her, still a little uneasy.
"Did you remember?"
Lin Muci nodded.
She was the center position for the theme song, and she would definitely do her best.
Lu Anqi looked at her a couple more times with a hint of worry and said softly.
"Brother Qianhe might be strict, but he's actually very dedicated. He's doing this for you kids."
"I heard about Ling Qianhe when I was still an idol abroad. He's truly ruthless with himself, training for years on end without sleep, which is how he became the perfect Brother Qianhe you see now."
"He genuinely cares about you. He's not harming you."
"In this industry, popularity comes and goes quickly. Without the solid foundation of rigorous training, popularity is just foam, it can dissipate at any moment. When the wave passes, you'll know who was swimming naked."
She was saying this out of kindness, so she felt compelled to say a few more words.
"Moreover, this young girl truly has strong talent. Her dancing, singing, and creative abilities are all S-class."
She couldn't bear to see her waste it.
Lin Muci nodded.
"I know."
Lu Anqi was still a bit worried.
"When I came here earlier, I saw Ling Qianhe."
"The young man with a cold face had an aura that kept people at a distance."
"He rushed out of the practice room. It was also the first time I saw Brother Qianhe seemingly lose control of his emotions, rushing out with red eyes without saying a word."
"Did this little girl say something that made Ling Qianhe so angry?"
She could only sigh.
"This little girl."
"To be able to stir Brother Qianhe's emotions, she's quite a formidable person!"
That evening, "Tomorrow's Idol" aired its first episode.
The theme song was Ling Qianhe's "Flawless," with Lin Muci in the center position.
The moment Lin Muci appeared on the big screen, many people instantly lost control of their emotions!
"How could it be her?"
"Brainless fan?"
"They actually chose her as the center. Are the staff blind? Get this shameless waste out of the show! I'm so angry!"
Abusive comments flooded in.
But when she started moving.
The atmosphere shifted slightly.
The girl stood on a high platform with an air of nonchalance, a slight curl at the corner of her lips.
She raised her head and stared directly into the camera.
The next second, her movements were fluid and graceful. Although everyone was dancing in unison, your eyes couldn't leave her. Every expression, every small movement, was captivating.
A stunningly beautiful girl, with a face that was both delicate and lively.
Watching her disdainfully survey the world, her eyebrows and eyes conveying a stream of emotions, when she opened her mouth.
It was like a divine sound.
The show was good at creating drama. The preview juxtaposed her performance with Ling Qianhe's "Glamorous Doll." The girl stood before the drum set, her first move astonishing. The comment section was filled with abuse, but she was like a rose in the battlefield, a flower blooming amidst the clamor of guns, blooming all by herself.
"Hate me if you want."
"In this universe, she is the only bright, sweet moon."
She raised her head and said.
"I'm not afraid of you hating me."
"Because hating me proves that you have remembered me."
"Doesn't it?"
"You can't forget me anymore."
"It makes people grit their teeth in hatred!"
"How dare she be so arrogant!"
Ling Qianhe walked out of his mentor's lounge, with a program director from the television station by his side. The director said.
"Qianhe, it's like this, Lin Muci's solo fancam for the theme song has surpassed one million views. According to the program's rules, she should be rewarded."
"She can have the opportunity to film a top fashion magazine cover with you. What do you think, Qianhe?"
This, after all, required asking for Ling Qianhe's consent.
Ling Qianhe turned around and looked towards the practice room.
Through the glass window, the girl stood at the very front. She executed a clean side flip followed by a backbend, yet she wasn't out of breath at all, completing it flawlessly.
The other trainees threw the most difficult moves and the highest notes to her.
It looked like a martial arts performance.
Ling Qianhe turned his face away expressionlessly and said.
"It's a fashion Cosplay."
Ling Qianhe turned a corner and could hear staff members whispering.
"Ah, that's too much?"
"In Brother Qianhe's fan base, they are organizing to collectively deal with Lin Muci during the performance. They seem to plan on throwing things at her when she appears."
"Why is she so unlucky? Sigh, actually, she's quite hardworking, isn't she?"
"It's clearly not her fault. Sigh, it's just that Brother Qianhe is too popular, and there are too many people in the fandom. There are all sorts of people in a big forest."
Ling Qianhe stopped.
The young man was silent, and the assistant beside him looked at him cautiously.
"Qianhe? Brother Qianhe?"
Ling Qianhe spoke.
"Wait a moment."
"Damn it."
He didn't want to see her being bullied!
Clearly, she was so proud, and he should watch her being bullied, watch her pride fall and become disheveled.
But a fire seemed to be burning in Ling Qianhe's heart, burning so much that his soul ached.
He blurted out.
"During the performance later, I'll go out with the trainees."
He actually wanted to protect that young girl!