After a while, I received a reply.
Cute little Wenwen: QAQ, don’t mention it, there’s nothing. You can help me draw it when you have time.
This was followed by an emoticon package of a person crying like a cat.
Zhou Ziheng: Good
After having a good time on this rare holiday, everyone got up yawning, put on their practice clothes, and headed to the studio to participate in the recording. This time the announcement was still in the form of a live broadcast.
When the recording officially started, the four trainees from Class A were invited directly onto the stage.
Then Zhou Ziheng stood in front of them wearing a well-fitting suit, and this time he combed his bangs up, revealing his delicate forehead. He looked at the script in his hand, his long and thick eyelashes drooped, casting a faint shadow under his eyes.
Everyone was so amazed that their hearts couldn't help but slow down for a beat.
He then picked up the microphone and said, "Dear audience, after voting, we have selected the center position for this season's theme song. The voting channel is now officially closed."
"Who is the C position of our season? Please look at the big screen." After saying that, he pointed to the display screen behind him.
The people on the stage took a few deep breaths and turned to look at the dark screen at the back.
The next second, the screen lit up and big numbers appeared: three, two, one.
When the number turned into one, Wenwan's dazed face suddenly appeared on the screen the next second. It was directly synchronized with the current scene in real time and projected on the big screen.
Ming Chuqing looked at Wen Wan, who was just standing there with her mouth open in a daze, and quickly pushed her, "What are you daydreaming about? You're the center of attention!"
Wen Wan: “???” Why is it her? She doesn’t want to do push-ups with one hand and eat lemons! ! !
She took the microphone Zhou Ziheng handed her with a look of disdain and said in disbelief, "I told you not to vote for me! I told you to vote for Qingqing? Why am I the center now?"
She thought about the flag she had set, scratched her hair in pain, and looked reluctant.
[Do you think you're being unfairly treated as the center?! I worked so hard to get you the center spot, so hold on tight!]
[Wow, this is the first time I've seen a trainee who doesn't want the center position. Isn't this just being Versailles?]
[Based on my understanding of my baby, it's definitely not Versailles. She really doesn't want it.]
[Stop talking nonsense, I just want to see you do one-handed push-ups and eat lemons!]
Zhou Ziheng raised his eyebrows at this time, and said in a teasing tone: "Trainee Wenwan, don't you want this center position?"
Wen Wan nodded quickly, and then said with a bit of grievance in her tone: "I don't want to eat lemon."
It seemed to have hit everyone's funny spot, and immediately caused everyone to burst into laughter.
Zhou Ziheng hadn't watched her convention video, so he naturally didn't understand what she was talking about. So he continued to ask, "Why do you want to eat lemons?"
"I promised my fans before that if I could get the center position, I would do push-ups with one hand and eat a whole lemon."
"How much do you hate me!! I was just joking! Why did you take it seriously??" Wen Wan shouted out of control.
"Didn't you say I'm weak and stupid? I told you not to vote for me, so why did you still vote for me? You're so hypocritical."
Wen Wan finally accepted the fact and bowed sincerely to the camera before standing up and saying, "But I still want to thank you all. Thank you for voting for me so hard and helping me win this C position."
"Thank you for liking me so much. Although my ability is not very good, I will definitely work hard to improve and reach the standards in your hearts. Thank you for my rice bowl."
Everyone: “????” This is Versailles, right? ??? Not good enough? ? Going from singing off-key to being able to sing and dance a whole song steadily in just three days, if that’s still considered poor ability, then what is good ability?
[Wow, Wanbao, even though you're silly, you work hard. You're the best baby in Mama's heart.]
[Wake up, you are no longer the off-tune singing you from Class C. Now you are—Niu Hulu·Wen Wan]
[How should I put it? I was just a casual spectator at first, but after watching this show, I became a real fan.]
I just got emotional, but the next second I was exposed. "Can you change your fan name? Why is it called 'rice bowl'? Will passersby think I'm a good-for-nothing?"
Everyone listened to her words and thought to themselves, if it's not suspicion, then you are it!
"Can we also change to a cute one? Zhizhi's peach is so cute. Why do we have to call it rice bowl?"
The barrage at this moment:
[It doesn't exist. Please idols stay away from fans, thank you.]
[Because Zhizhi is cute, and you are a little idiot!]
[You even want to control what we say! We won’t listen!]
"Should I cry now? But I really can't cry. What should I do?" Wen Wan said dejectedly, touching her eyes.
Ming Chuqing was afraid that this person would say something shocking again, so she quickly snatched her microphone and covered her mouth with her hand.
[Goodness, I still say that, such a beautiful woman, how come she has a mouth!]
[Qingqing, don't pull her, just let her talk! I want to see if she can piss me off to death today!]
Zhou Ziheng then took the microphone back from Ming Chuqing and continued, "Because some people are questioning the fairness of the competition, I'm announcing the theme song assessment video for trainee Wen Wan. Please watch it on the big screen."
Lin Xinyu's face was pale at this time, and he stared blankly at the screen.
A bright smile, a wink that is not greasy at all, and flawless dance and song.
How is this possible? How could Wen Wan achieve this in just three days? No! She didn't believe it!
Then a trace of viciousness flashed through his mind. Just wait, Wen Wan, I will never let you have an easy time. I will make you pay back for your father's revenge and the hatred between us!
After the video was finished, there was a burst of applause in the studio. No one dared to look down on Wen Wan anymore. Everyone was impressed by her strength, and no one dared to say anything about the shady dealings anymore.
[This is so funny! Did you see Lin Xinyu’s expression?]
[You must be pissed off! You deserve it! Lululu!]
[The competition is all about strength, and Wen Wan's strength is indeed worthy of the center position, no problem.]
[Wen Wan is truly terrifying. She has so much potential. Not only is she pretty, but she also dances well and has natural expressions. Woohoo! I absolutely love her!]
"Okay, now everyone can go and collect their theme song uniforms." Zhou Ziheng gave an order, and everyone except the trainees in Class F went to the designated location to collect their theme song uniforms.
Lin Xinyu took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, made up an excuse, and went to the toilet. After making sure that there was no one around, he took out a mobile phone from the toilet tank.
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