CEO's Sweetheart is a Super Idol

Chapter 251 - 244: Lacking Highlights

The music starts.

Zhao Juke’s group’s opening looks pretty decent.

Yang Han and Wang Tingting take a standard horse stance on the left and right, Luo Jiangyi performs a solo dance in the middle, while Zhao Juke and Liu Danmeng pose in the back.

This song has a relatively fast rhythm from the start, so their choreography incorporates large, sweeping body movements.

After the first beat, the group shifts into a circular formation, squats halfway down, and uses their hands to imitate playing a harp. Then, like flowers weaving and scattering, they suddenly bloom open.

Luo Jiangyi, Wang Tingting, and Liu Danmeng execute a leg-kicking flash move while seated on the ground, their long, slender legs gleaming under the stage lights.

The audience erupts into thunderous cheers.

Zhao Juke and Yang Han take up dual center positions and perform a side-bodied shoulder-shaking interaction, their gazes sultry and alluring.

The five rearrange into an alternating double-line formation, incorporating horse stance, twisting waists, and bouncing movements.

The synchronicity of this part is impressive, with sharp execution and excellent timing.

In fact, this move is rather difficult. Everyone should try doing even a proper horse stance—it’s no easy feat.

The dancers move across the stage like fluttering butterflies, constantly shifting formations.

The choreography heavily emphasizes waist strength and leg power, with limited intricacy in hand movements, aiming instead to express the emotion of the dance through physical undulation.

This performance is intended to convey a "cool and beautiful" vibe,

but none of them really have the "cool and sharp" aura; instead, they come across as a bit fierce.

During choreography, Luo Junxiang suggested they adopt a sultry theme, but they couldn’t quite pull off the sensual flair.

However, entering the second chorus section, they delivered a bold performance.

Forming a triangular formation and turning their sides to the audience, their tops suddenly slipped off slightly, revealing bare shoulders—a moment that triggered deafening screams from the crowd.

However, their facial expressions didn’t quite match the moves; upon closer inspection, it felt somewhat jarring.

As the music reached its finale, they all placed their hands atop their heads, forming a crown shape.

This gesture intrigued many in the audience, who enthusiastically tried to imitate it.

Overall, the group’s dance failed to fully deliver the intended style.

Their costume choices and makeup weren’t very appealing, and the stage lighting didn’t complement them well either.

So far, the best lighting coordination was with Meng Meixuan’s group—the vibrant colors were bright and delightful, lifting people’s spirits.

In comparison to Jiang Mengqi’s group, this team lacked a signature "killer move."

Jiang Mengqi’s group had Su Ruiqi’s ballet, Luo Tiantian’s arm flips, and side-prop flips.

The only strong point of Zhao Juke’s team was frequent formation changes, but without singing, their performance lost significant points.

"Fantastic, fantastic! Everyone is trying to mimic your crown move now," Tian Jiaxuan said, walking onto the stage.

"That’s our tiny crown," Zhao Juke smiled and explained, "You bring your middle fingers together and lift the other fingers." She then enthusiastically demonstrated the move again.

Her long, slender fingers beautifully executed the gesture.

"Your falling-clothing move was stunning too!" Tian Jiaxuan said with a laugh.

"That was suggested by Mr. Luo Junxiang. He wanted us to incorporate a seductive, sultry vibe, but we couldn’t fully get into the spirit of it," Zhao Juke admitted bashfully.

"How about we invite Mr. Luo to demonstrate it again for us?" Tian Jiaxuan teased, igniting the atmosphere.

Mr. Luo Junxiang, sitting nearby, feigned a helpless expression, but his eyes twinkled with excitement.

Under Wang Wei’s slight gesture of encouragement, he reluctantly stood up, acting as if it were a difficult decision.

"How about Mr. Wang Junhe joins in too?" Tian Jiaxuan addressed it diplomatically, following production cues.

Both dance academy instructors stood up and, amid the boisterous cheers, performed a "killer glance back" move, vividly illustrating what "sultry allure" truly looked like.

As the music concluded, Mr. Luo, out of habit, extended his hand to interact with Mr. Wang.

The audience’s screams reached a fever pitch, and even the contestants in the waiting room were stunned, their faces blushing and eyes sparkling.

"See? Mr. Luo really goes all out for you!" Tian Jiaxuan quipped, trying to wrap up the scene smoothly.

The girls on stage could only smile awkwardly and nod along.

"Now, founders on-site, please like their performance!"

With Tian Jiaxuan’s enthusiastic announcement, the audience began the all-important task.

Except for Zhao Juke, the rest of the group had little popularity, and even her fame was somewhat mediocre, riding on Lv Fangxin’s coattails.

That being said, everyone in this group had a fair chance.

The 30-second liking period flew by.

"So, who will be the ’Fan Favorite’ of this group?"

The girls turned visibly anxious under Tian Jiaxuan’s intentionally mysterious gaze, even Zhao Juke couldn’t hide her nerves.

"The Fan Favorite for this group is... Wang Tingting." Tian Jiaxuan’s announcement left the group visibly stunned.

Wang Tingting herself could hardly believe she won this title.

"Could it be... Could it be the audience actually noticed me?" Wang Tingting burst into tears of joy.

"Let’s not forget, Wang Tingting worked her way up from Class F step by step, achieving an underdog comeback today," Tian Jiaxuan exclaimed passionately.

Wang Tingting’s mind was a mess; overwhelmed by excitement, she wandered around the stage cradling her head.

It wasn’t until Zhao Juke approached and gently embraced her, murmuring soothing words, that Wang Tingting gradually collected herself.

"Thank you, thank you to all the founders," she said, wiping away tears as she spoke.

"I promise not to let you down. I’ll go all the way on this stage!"

At this moment, Wang Tingting felt brimming with confidence.

The audience gave her rousing applause, and Wang Wei even praised, "That’s the attitude we need!"

"Now, let’s see if Wang Tingting’s ’likes’ surpass those of Li Zimeng," Tian Jiaxuan added in her usual procedural tone.

Everyone watched intently nonetheless—this stage had a knack for surprises.

Wang Tingting was full of hope, but reality hit hard: her likes didn’t exceed Jiang Meixing’s tally from the first round.

This group’s total likes were surprisingly low. It seemed like many people skipped voting.

This shouldn’t have happened; since they weren’t famous, they hadn’t faced much online backlash either. Out of courtesy, people should’ve voted for them.

Perhaps it was because their performance didn’t excite the audience enough.

Upon seeing the result, Wang Tingting’s newfound determination quickly fizzled out. Evidently, her selection was due to sheer luck.

"Wang Tingting, you have an important task now: choosing the next group to perform. Let me remind you, only two groups remain," Tian Jiaxuan instructed.

In the waiting room, the two remaining groups were growing restless, feeling their energy draining with each passing moment.

Days of intensive practice had already worn them out, and this lengthy, nerve-wracking wait only made things worse.

Lv Xiaoxue’s group and Qiang Yueting’s team kept waving at the screen, making hearts and signals for Wang Tingting to pick them.

Without much hesitation, the former dance group member chose the vocalist team led by Qiang Yueting.