Ji Cheng and Luo Qianqian didn't have time to argue with Zhou Linna anymore, and hurriedly went to watch the live broadcast.
All I saw in the live stream was the number of votes for the Black Swan event skyrocketing at an incredible speed…
"Holy crap, which god of justice has descended from the heavens?!"
The rhythm of the comments also reversed in an instant.
[The Black Swan is so cool!]
[The Black Swan has a powerful aura]
[I'd rather succumb to the power of beauty than vote for Black Swan!]
[Young Master, you're right, we'll vote for the Black Swan!]
[Black Swan is more handsome than the young master, vote for Black Swan!]
...
Zhu Xiaoqin watched as Gu Weiwei's votes surged at an alarming rate, and it seemed she was about to catch up with Zheng Yuan's votes.
Zhou Linna's meticulously made-up face was contorted with anger.
"What's going on!"
Before Zhu Xiaoqin and Ye Mei could figure out the source of each other's increased votes, the dancing girls were already screaming with excitement.
"Ahhhh, it's Shi Yi!"
"Shi Yi, the male god, is watching the live stream. Shi Yi, the male god, is supporting Mu Weiwei!"
"Wow, he really is my idol!"
...
Who is Shi Yi?
He is the most popular young male idol in China and even Asia, with 50 million Weibo followers. He is handsome and charming, his concerts are always sold out, and he is a sought-after spokesperson for major brands.
More importantly, he is also the third young master of the Fu Group, the number one conglomerate in China, Fu Shiyi.
Luo Qianqian couldn't believe it, so she switched to the Weibo interface, and sure enough, she saw that Shi Yi's main Weibo account had shared the live stream and posted a message.
[The Black Swan is even more handsome than me! I refuse to accept this!]
Immediately afterwards, two of Fu Shiyi's friends in the industry also reposted the Weibo post.
[The Black Swan is definitely more handsome than you!]
[The Black Swan is definitely more handsome than you +1]
The live stream, which originally had only 200,000 viewers, saw a surge of nearly a million viewers in just a few minutes, and its popularity continues to rise.
Gu Weiwei, who had been trailing by tens of thousands of votes, saw her votes surge within just three minutes, overwhelming Zheng Yuan's votes.
Ji Cheng, Luo Qianqian, and a group of girls from the dance class hugged each other excitedly, jumping and shouting.
Zhou Linna and Zhu Xiaoqin were naturally unconvinced and snorted disdainfully.
"What does it matter if you get more votes? You need to have the ability to surpass Zheng Yuan."
"That's right, they've already tagged the official Weibo accounts of the Beijing Ballet and the Royal Ballet. They know best whether someone is an amateur or a professional!"
on stage.
Gu Weiwei and Zheng Yuan performed various high-difficulty maneuvers together to the music, including five-position spins, leg-hugging spins, and aerial jumps.
Zheng Yuan gritted her teeth inwardly after seeing Gu Weiwei land lightly after her big jump.
"Since it's hard to tell who's better, let's compete in the most difficult thing: whipping the whip and spinning."
Gu Weiwei was elegant, and with her alluring makeup, she looked as proud as a queen.
"As you wish."
The music suddenly changed to a variation, and the two of them stretched out their arms and lifted their right legs to spin.
Zheng Yuan's highest record is 26 whip spins, and she is confident that Mu Weiwei is no match for her in this skill.
I thought Mu Weiwei would give up after spinning for 10 weeks, but after 20 weeks, Mu Weiwei not only didn't stop, but every movement was standard and perfect, textbook-level.
In her haste, Zheng Yuan spun even faster, determined to break the record and beat Mu Weiwei.
However, with a sudden burst of force, his spinning left foot made a sharp crack, and he could no longer maintain his balance and fell onto the stage.
Gu Weiwei gracefully and calmly completed her 32-turn whip spin, gently landing on her right foot, and bowing slightly to the audience and the live camera in farewell.
The comments section was completely in an uproar.
[Holy crap, the legendary 32-week whiplash!]
[She knelt down with a thud]
[My knee is shattered!]
I'm bowing down in admiration!
My mom asked me why I was kneeling while looking at my phone.
[The Black Swan is unparalleled in its dominance!]
...
The black swan gracefully twirled, making its perfect finale.
The white swan fell awkwardly onto the stage, and it was clear who won and who lost.
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