Jing Haoran stood up mechanically. Now... he had no choice but to go ahead with it!
The lights on the stage were glaring, and the moment the music started, he was obviously half a beat late.
The movements that were supposed to be smooth became stiff, and a simple turn even resulted in a stumble.
Those fanatical fans cheered without thinking and kept cheering him on.
"Is my brother hurt?" the fanatical fan screamed in tears.
Rational fans couldn't help but frown as they looked at his slightly unfamiliar and non-standard movements.
"Is this level really what we voted for?"
In the VIP area, Jiang Muyao gently pulled back the hand that was being held by Pei Linyuan.
"The fun is about to begin."
The corners of her lips curled up slightly, as if she saw something interesting.
Pei Linyuan looked up at Jing Haoran on the stage, his brows slightly furrowed.
Like this? This isn't great!
[With this little bit of skill, you still want to tempt me? You're really tired of living.]
Pei Linyuan heard Jiang Muyao's thoughts, but he didn't show it on his face. He remembered the young man on the stage. He actually dared to set his sights on his wife...
When Jing Haoran was jumping to the key point on the stage, the highlight of this move during rehearsal was three consecutive backflips.
It has always been Jing Haoran's forte, and this move was also strongly added by him.
He gritted his teeth and jumped, but ended up falling on the stage with his first backflip...
"Bang!"
The whole audience was silent.
His distorted expression was clearly captured on the big screen, his knee was bleeding, and his wig flew off.
The carefully designed sense of fragmentation now becomes a car accident scene.
"Brother, brother!" The fans shouted wildly, wanting to run to their brother.
"Ambulance, ambulance, call an ambulance!" The staff were in chaos.
Pei Lin leaned slightly to the side, moving closer to Jiang Muyao's ear intentionally or unintentionally. His warm breath sprayed on the tip of Jiang Muyao's ear, and he asked softly:
"You did it?"
The warm breath brushed past like a feather. Jiang Muyao couldn't help but shrink her neck and shook her head slightly.
"I didn't do it. I just made the little devil in his body calm down a little..."
As she spoke, she raised her hand and pointed above the stage:
"Look, it's hanging on the stage lighting stand now."
At this time, Jiang Haoran was holding his bleeding knee, feeling anxious.
He thought, why not go to the hospital while the staff called an ambulance.
Maybe in the future you can even get a reputation for poor performance.
After all, poor performance and cheating all the time are two different concepts.
Jiang Muyao narrowed her eyes as if she could see through his thoughts, and disdain flashed in her eyes.
She stood up, and a golden light condensed from her fingertips.
"Look, now I'm doing it!"
Jiang Haoran felt like he was being restrained by an inexplicable force. He wanted to speak, he desperately wanted to speak...
He turned to face the audience, and a string of words came out like cannonballs:
"I've been cheating all along. To get a spot in the group, I even used underhanded tactics to frame other trainees...
I always sneak a peek at the question bank before every exam, and I was the one who gave Lin Kairui the medicine for his gastroenteritis last month..."
The fanatical fan dropped the light board on the ground...
"Impossible... How could my brother..."
"My brother must be controlled by the investors!"
"I knew it, brother's performance today was so subpar, it turns out it was because..."
Jing Haoran covered his mouth tightly, but the truth still flowed out.
"Those investors love to touch my waist and abs. If it weren't for the resources... I wouldn't go with them. Each of them could be my mother!"
The rational fans directly tore down the banner. It was such a waste of money and votes to spend on such a dog.
Jing Haoran pointed at the audience with a distorted expression:
"What's most annoying is you, these poor fans. You have the nerve to send me such a crappy handmade gift..."
When the fans in the audience heard these words, it was like a bolt from the blue.
The adoring light in the eyes of those fanatical fans disappeared, and their faces were filled with disbelief, as if the sky was falling.
The big screen suddenly replayed Jing Haoran's past performances, and now everyone could see it.
Behind his difficult moves, there is always a blurry black shadow supporting him...
“Give me back!”
"Swindlers, get out of the entertainment industry!"
Mineral water, cheering items, etc. rained down on the stage.
In the end, Jing Haoran was ruthlessly kicked out of the trainee team, not to mention making it into the group.
Jiang Muyao patted the non-existent dust on her hands.
"Let's go. This kind of garbage is so polluting that even one look at it will pollute your eyes."
Jing Haoran's scream of collapse came from behind:
"That's not the case... I was framed..."
Three days later, the entertainment section trending searches:
#Jing Haoran was asked to pay a huge amount of liquidated damages#
#A trainee admitted to a psychiatric department#
#Fans Class Action Scam#
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In the backstage dressing room, Lin Kairui's fingers subconsciously stroked the talisman paper Jiang Muyao gave him.
At this moment, he couldn't help but believe it. Maybe his sister-in-law really had the ability?
It was said that Jing Haoran could not form a group, but unexpectedly, Jing Haoran encountered many problems on the stage and exposed some unbearable negative news.
In the end, he was kicked out of the trainee team, which completely eliminated his possibility of forming a group.
But, what exactly is the peach blossom calamity that my sister-in-law is talking about?
Lin Kairui's brows were furrowed into a frown.
The phone suddenly dinged and a message came.
He took out his cell phone and raised his eyebrows when he saw that the sender was Pei Linyuan.
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