Chapter 115 The Third Performance 14.0

On the day of the third performance, Lu Wei got up ten minutes earlier as usual and gave herself a spiritual baptism. The saying "the more setbacks you face, the more courageous you become" really describes people like her.

From breaking through the defense at the beginning to breaking through the defense later, her progress can be said to be rapid.

Before opening the webpage, Lu Wei took a deep breath to calm herself. Once everything was ready, her fingers responded to the scrolling instructions and rushed towards the endless stream of trending posts.

[Rough character design, refined stage.]

[I'm beautiful and wild, so when you see me, you have to call me sister.]

【Quack, quack, quack, yes, yes, yes, yes. 】

【........】

Looking at the people caught up in the frenzy, Lu Wei nearly lost her breath. She hated it. She hated the overdeveloped internet, and she hated herself for not knowing herself well enough and trusting her past experience of following shows.

It's over. It's all over.

Why didn't she create a cold, hard, and serious personality for herself at that time? Now, people who knew her would take out their eight-fold mirrors as soon as they saw her, and the fun of secretly watching her was no longer there.

Previously, there was only one nickname, but now there are countless nicknames, such as Wei C, Wei Diaodiao, Wei Teacher, Tiaohuo Wei, etc. This world has not only become as crazy as the netizens imagined, but also as crazy as Lu Wei's collapse.

Who can repair her broken defenses? You know, there's still filming for the third public performance today, and there will be inevitable leaks. After two consecutive blows, who can handle this?

Thinking of this, Lu Weisheng put down her phone with a sense of despair, lying on her bed with her eyes open, mourning for herself. Goodbye, friends! Tonight, she would be running away on the train.

Qiu Haiyun put down the powder puff and looked at Lu Wei in confusion.

Is she nervous? No, she shouldn't be. After the release of Yishun last night, her reputation was as good as ever, with a strong presence and a lot of fans.

Song Yuji saw through the phenomenon to the essence, and smiled. This person is a serious trending topic. The fun people are almost living in her perspective. Who wouldn't feel dizzy after seeing her?

A new term has emerged recently, called "rationalist".

Tsk, that's scary.

Qiu Haiyun observed for a while, but couldn't figure out what was going on. Worried that Lu Wei was unwell, he asked, "Xiao Wei, are you feeling unwell?"

"No, I'm fine, thank you for your concern." After Lu Wei responded, he supported himself on the bed and sat up, walking towards the bathroom with erratic steps.

Sun Congli and Quan Sharon glanced at each other and continued to act like quails. Lu Wei's popularity was frighteningly high, and when they gathered around her, it was best to do more and talk less, lest they be beaten to death by the wind and waves.

The other contestants had no opinion on last night's ranking announcement. After all, it was a known plot. They had a lot of opinions about Lu Wei's shiny big head.

On the way to the bathroom, passers-by were still openly glancing at her hair. The attraction of the white-blonde color was quite great.

Lu Wei felt it as well. She scooped up a handful of cold water and splashed it on her face. Looking at herself in the mirror, she pulled up the corners of her mouth and smiled.

Thanks to this beautiful hair color, she comes back to life.

Come on, Lu Xiaokui!

You are the best!

The group packed themselves up, boarded a familiar bus, and headed to a familiar venue.

The number of fans and passersby waiting in front of the MNTB recording center was no less than that of the fan meeting. People were piled on top of each other, and the ladders and shelves were higher than each other.

Myung Soon-ae, Son Yu-ri, and Moon Soo-jung once again grabbed the best photo spots, but unfortunately, they didn't get tickets to the third public performance. With the popularity of the show, the probability of getting tickets has dropped to a point where you can't add zeros after the decimal point.

"Oh, today is also the day I want to watch Villeroy & Boch's performance." Ming Shunai held the camera, and his depressed state was visibly visible to the naked eye.

"Who isn't? I don't mind having a fan meeting for the third public performance as well." Sun Yuli echoed. She had watched the fan meeting and the first and second public performances countless times. If she wanted to see something new about Lu Wei, she could only wait for the lucky player's repo post tonight.

After listening to her friends' conversation, Wen Xiujing curled her lips and said, "Tsk, what's wrong with you two? Xiaowei is almost here, shouldn't you be excited? Why are you still so depressed? I don't understand."

Before Sun Yuli and Ming Shunai could reply, a sharp-eyed and observant passerby spoke up, "It's an offline aftereffect. It's very common."

"Yes, the more genuine the feelings, the harder it is to let go."

"Short-term happiness, long-term loss."

"Don't be fooled by how depressed everyone is right now. Once the contestants arrive, I guarantee you'll be shouting louder than anyone else."

The waitresses and passersby on both sides resonated with this and started talking.

Ming Shunai and Sun Yuli were too embarrassed to continue talking, and could only pretend to wipe the camera. They were actually just complaining about the difficulty of getting tickets. The emotional value Lu Wei gave them was sufficient, and there was no withdrawal reaction.

The bus soon stopped at a familiar location, and cheers and shouts rang out. The staff once again emphasized the 30-second interval for each person. The contestant sitting in the front row looked back at Lu Weiyi and decided to leave first.

If you follow her, you will be turned into ashes in seconds.

For your own sake, it doesn't matter whether you take the lead or are stage frightened.

The fans who had been waiting for a long time were a little confused when they saw the messy order of appearance.

"Eh? Didn't Xiao Wei and Jin You Li leave first last time?"

"That would really dampen the atmosphere. If someone took it out of context and posted it online, people would think the show was a flop."

"That makes sense."

"It makes no difference whether you come out early or late."

"Yes, just be patient and wait."

Lu Wei leaned against the car window, quietly preparing himself mentally.

Sun Congli looked at her seat, then at Lu Wei's seat, and closed her eyes in pain. Why did she have to think so hard that she had to sit next to this person?

Ah Xi, can passers-by still see her now?

Aside from Sun Congli, all the contestants around Lu Wei were gazing at her. Thirty seconds wasn't enough for the audience to forget her, nor was it enough for everyone to watch from beginning to end.

Lu Wei felt the resentment surge up, and blinked. Had she done something she didn't even know about? Probably not.

"Xiao Wei, can we discuss this?" Sun Congli asked politely. After thinking about it, she decided to take the initiative.

"What?" Lu Wei replied in confusion. They were almost entering the venue, so what else was there to discuss?

Qiu Haiyun understood what Sun Congli meant and glanced at her disapprovingly. They didn't owe them anything, so why would they bring up such a thing?

The Reuters photo segment was originally just fans of each party taking photos of themselves, and it didn't make much difference who came first and who came last.

Sun Congli pursed her lips. She knew Lu Wei's character, so she didn't say anything roundabout. She just went straight to the point: "Can you be the last one in the team later?"

The other players in the back row couldn't sit still after hearing this and quickly said, "I think we shouldn't be the last one to go. We're already very far behind. Xiao Wei should just go out last."

"Yes, yes, we can switch the order and have your [Self-Enjoyment] team perform last."

"That's right, it will be easier for Reuters to take pictures this way."

????? ?????

Several question marks popped up above Lu Wei's head.

Is the order of entry important? She chose not to answer, but instead looked at the person who originally asked and the other teammates around her.

Qiu Haiyun glanced at Sun Congli unhappily, and due to his position as captain, he had no choice but to clean up the mess: "Xiao Wei, don't listen to them. I'll follow you."

"I'm in front of you." Song Yujie tried to smooth things over for the sake of the stage.

"Okay." Lu Wei reacted, nodded, and accepted the arrangement.

With the heroics of Song Yuji and Qiu Haiyun, the players who didn't want to be behind Lu Wei breathed a sigh of relief. Sun Congli didn't regret suggesting the position change at all. There was no camera or radio equipment, it was just a minor friction between teammates.

Time passed slowly, and when it was Lu Wei's turn, quite a while had passed. She stood up, straightened her clothes, combed her hair, and strode off the bus.

The onlookers who saw the platinum head from afar were stunned. Before they could react, overwhelming shouts rang out from both sides of the railings.

"ah!!!!!"

"Xiao Wei!!!!"

“Villeroy & Boch!!!!”

Ming Shunai and others were so excited that they couldn't speak. Their heads were buzzing and they could only mechanically call out Lu Wei's name.