CEO's Sweetheart is a Super Idol

Chapter 161 - 156: Winning Is Not Easy

Opening

Dim red lights fell, and several girls sat on the long red velvet bench.

As the soothing rhythm of the music played, they slowly stretched their legs.

Li Ke watched from below, feeling parched; Li Zimeng in this group was unexpectedly very enchanting.

Her face had distinctive features, with wide-set eyes and eyes shaped like those of a flounder, yet combined with her round face and her unusually shaped nose resembling a suspended gallbladder, she looked extremely pleasing to the eye.

The production team was clearly favoring Li Zimeng. Although it was a five-person stage, the lighting on her was noticeably brighter than on the others.

It’s worth noting that the distance between them was very close.

Li Zimeng sat in the center of the bench as the C-position, with Zhang Wenyu to her left, Zhang Yaxuan to her right, and Wu Meixiang and Liu Lixian standing behind. This precise lighting setup was clearly designed with care.

The music grew louder, and after making a very seductive body movement, the three of them left the stage.

Wu Meixiang stepped up, while Liu Lixian stood beside her and began to caress the former’s waist with her slender hand.

The whole venue erupted in screams, not expecting the production team to dare choreograph such an intimate move.

The trainees in the waiting room also screamed in excitement, with Wang Qingyu hugging Lu Bingbing, blushing and giggling.

Lv Fangxin’s eyes widened with shock, wondering if this was something she could watch, exclaiming, "Oh my god!"

Meng Meixuan and the others covered their mouths and chuckled, remarking that Li Zimeng was truly a dark horse.

Wu Meixiang, performing on the bench, almost broke into laughter; the move gave her goosebumps all over.

However, her voice remained steady, her long legs pacing the bench, her slightly hoarse yet magnetic voice permeating through the audience’s ears.

The stage lighting was the best among the performances, with the high-intensity red lights casting the girls’ chiffon dresses in a dreamy glow, the sight of the long legs underneath stirring imaginations.

At this point, except for Wu Meixiang, everyone else had their backs to the audience, their long hair draped over their shoulders, making them look tantalizing.

They started to move, forming a small semicircle around the red velvet bench. Zhang Yaxuan lay back onto it, embodying the femme fatale allure amidst the lighting and the presence of the others.

From afar, they resembled seductive Barbie dolls displayed in an 80s’ USA shop window.

A few flirtatious gestures and a couple of seductive singing phrases filled the venue with youthful restlessness, and the trainees laughed with bright eyes.

For over a month, many of the girls had been suppressing their instincts.

Li Zimeng began her solo singing segment, with the other four dancers accompanying her.

She sang for a long time, spanning five measures, making it seem to the audience that the song was mostly Li Zimeng’s performance.

Meanwhile, they arranged themselves in a line, sensually crossing their legs as they strode forward, the stage breeze lifting their skirts and hair, making the scene intoxicatingly beautiful.

Among them, Li Zimeng’s outfit stood out, her white tight-fitting top had open shoulders, drawing the audience’s attention when the group performed shoulder moves.

Mu Yunchu watched fervently, astonished that this girl younger than himself could be so enticing, casting a glance beside him at Xiao Du, who remained unchanged in expression, eyes calm.

"Is this guy incompetent or asexual?" the terrifying thought suddenly crossed Mu Yunchu’s mind.

Li Zimeng sang while retreating to the bench to sit down, and the others surrounded her, placing their fair legs over hers, stroking their hair and harmonizing.

The small idols in the waiting room were going crazy; many girls actually liked such a femme fatale style and wished to become mature and alluring women.

But apart from this group, the others were youthful girls, making them envious and eager to grow up.

Next, it was Liu Lixian’s solo singing segment, her voice sweet and flavorful, performing the segment very well.

Zhang Wenyu also reclined on the bench afterward; although she did her best to showcase her seductive side, she couldn’t capture the essence, despite her beauty.

Li Zimeng and Wu Meixiang alternated in their singing parts, both exceptionally steady, ranking among the top five in singing skills among the 101 girls.

The final climactic singing segment was performed by Li Zimeng, with the production team presenting the impactful high-pitched chorus in a gradually layered manner.

Li Zimeng’s high notes here were showcased perfectly, fully displaying her singing skills, while the other’s accompaniment enhanced the final high notes significantly.

Luo Junxiang was utterly captivated, staring intently at the girls frozen in magazine-cover-like poses on the stage.

This stage performance was better in completion than that of Chen Afang’s.

However, there was still a common flaw: the strong ones were too strong.

Li Zimeng and Wu Meixiang were evidently not on the same level as the other three, their voices always standing out in the ensemble.

Choreographically, although the dance was simple, Zhang Yaxuan and Liu Lixian, perhaps due to nervousness, missed a few beats, their movements evidently not smooth.

For someone like Zhang Yaxuan, who had debuted as a girl group leader, this was somewhat unacceptable.

Zhang Wenyu, being young and a little greedy, was still growing and thus chubby, making her dance feel off, with her moves not executed cleanly.

But overall, the performance’s completion and skill level were stronger than Chen Afang’s group.

"Wow! What a beautiful scene!" Guo Xia exclaimed.

"I’ve got goosebumps all over," Qiang Yueting said, continuously rubbing her arms.

The venue was filled with a lingering feminine fragrance, with the girls among the audience blushing and feeling flustered.

"Amazing, girls!" Tian Jiaxuan stood up to cheer for her team and solicit votes: "You were stunning today, absolutely fabulous."

Li Zimeng and the other four confidently stood in a line to thank the audience.

"Did you hear that? The dolphin sound!" Tian Jiaxuan began to taunt Luo Junxiang’s group.

The last dolphin note from Li Zimeng was truly beautiful, with only Xu Qianhua’s highly challenging segment being able to compare.

Luo Junxiang and Zhang Wei had nothing to say at this moment. Being professionals, they couldn’t just belittle their opponents unjustly.

Additionally, they were aware of the production team’s stance towards Chen Afang, so they certainly wouldn’t speak out carelessly.

At this moment, Long Zitao, dressed in a peach-colored tracksuit, stepped on stage: "Now, please cast your votes for your favorite girl."

Both groups were very nervous, not feeling confident enough to dominate, so they waved to the audience to win votes.

Hu Binbin and Tian Jiaxuan, on the other hand, were full of confidence.

"Isn’t three consecutive wins a bit much?" Tian Jiaxuan laughed proudly.

"Not at all, our group is soft overcoming hard," Hu Binbin chuckled.

Indeed, one group was vibrant and fiery, while the other was languid, seductive, and tantalizing.

Chen Afang’s group was extremely nervous now, feeling that their sporty attire couldn’t compete with the gauzy skirts and long legs of the other group.

"The one-minute countdown is over, which team will win?" Long Zitao teased the audience to heighten their suspense.

Luo Junxiang outright covered his face with his hands, feeling too embarrassed to face anyone, while Zhang Wei watched the stage tensely, desperately hoping his team wouldn’t lose again.

Having participated in similar competitions before, he fully understood how his team felt now.

"Let us win just once!" Wang Miaomiao, dressed in a princess outfit, coyly pleaded in the waiting room.

Although her teammate Yang Ni was stripped of the C-position, Wang Miaomiao was still confident in herself, believing the production team wouldn’t abandon her.

The others wore tense and serious expressions, especially those in Luo Junxiang’s group.

With the sound of fireworks, the large screen behind Chen Afang’s group lit up instantly.

Already feeling defeated, Luo Junxiang couldn’t help but jump up in excitement at the sight, while Zhang Wei clenched his fist and cheered.

Tian Jiaxuan and her partner were left dumbfounded, just like Luo Junxiang and the others when Wu Zixuan’s group lost the last time.

Members of Luo Junxiang’s team in the waiting room jumped up in excitement, for this victory was hard-fought.

On stage, Li Zimeng was in shock, not understanding why they lost despite their impressive performance.

In fact, it was simple; there were too many girls in the audience. Although they all aspired to become someone admired by all, like a femme fatale, when faced with such people, they often showed disdain.

This is the contradictory psychology of girls; they crave admiring glances, yet when those glances come, they act aloof and disdainful.