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“Hello, judges and teachers. I am contestant number 13, Rong Yuheng.”

After Rong Yuheng finished speaking, Qiao Tan looked him up and down and asked, “The information shows that you’re only 21 years old, still quite young. Are you a college student?”

“I was originally attending university, but there are some family matters, so I’m currently on a leave of absence.”

“Oh… Why did you decide to participate in this talent show? Is it your dream or something else?”

Rong Yuheng paused for two seconds. In the current context, the best choice would be to play the emotional card and share a tear-jerking story of his dreams. But considering his own situation, he decided to be honest.

“Being forced to make ends meet, I want to earn money.”

Qiao Tan was momentarily stunned. He clearly didn’t expect such a straightforward answer but was surprised by Rong Yuheng’s honesty. He smiled and said, “So you want to earn money through the talent show. It seems you have confidence in yourself. Have you had any exposure to the profession of stardom before?”

“Although I have never been in contact with the profession of stardom,” Rong Yuheng said slowly under the puzzled gazes of the interviewers, “But I have been a guiding star in countless people’s lives.”

Interviewers: “…”

Rong Yuheng kept in mind the advice he received before entering, not showing any stage fright. He looked into the camera with a pair of eyes shining with bright hope and said, 

“I believe these two are interconnected—both are about shining light in others’ worlds.”

…

Lu Mingxuan, who was watching in front of the screen, almost smashed his computer—

Rong Yuheng, you motherf*cker! Guiding star my ass!!! You’re just a little asteroid, crash into whoever you want, I’m done with you!

Qiao Tan was the first to laugh, “What you said is not wrong. Celebrities do have a guiding influence and the power to illuminate others.”

Song Tang, who had been silent for a long time, couldn’t help but ask, “I feel like you’re someone with a lot of stories. Can you summarize your experiences in one sentence?”

Thinking about the past laughter and joy, Rong Yuheng shyly held the microphone and lowered his head. “In the first half of my life, I lived like a joke.”

Always able to bring happiness to others.

But he didn’t say the second sentence because it could only be summarized in one.

To everyone’s surprise, as soon as Rong Yuheng’s voice fell, the entire venue, including the live video barrage area, fell into silence.

Audience: Oh no, it seems like he touched his tragic and untold past!

The questioning duo, Tang and Song, looked at him with a mix of deep concern in their eyes. Even the camera in front of the stage drooped, as if silently mourning for him…

Rong Yuheng, feeling shy all by himself, looked up and said, “…?”

What was going on?

The renowned commentator Song Tang immediately stepped in to rescue the situation. “It’s alright, the past doesn’t matter anymore. What’s important is what kind of person you will become in the future, and how you will show us your true self!”

After this impassioned speech, everyone in the audience nodded repeatedly, showing a deeply moved expression.

Rong Yuheng sensitively sensed that they seemed to have misunderstood something. He was about to explain when he was interrupted by commotion on the side of the stage.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the door of another entrance, revealing a tall figure. Shortly after, a staff member hurriedly walked over, and the two exchanged a few whispered words before the latter took a phone.

Qiao Tan turned his head, glanced, and suddenly relaxed his expression, raising his hand to wave. “Hey, Teacher Wen, come in!”

Wen Zhecheng at the door waved his hand.

But Qiao Tan wouldn’t let him off the hook and had the staff member bring him in. The cameraman quickly adjusted the camera to capture Wen Zhecheng.

The host, Song Tang, timely addressed the camera, “We didn’t expect to see Teacher Wen here at the selection site. How about we invite Teacher Wen to join us as an observer?”

Wen Zhecheng replied, “I’m just here to deliver a phone to Qiao Laoshi.”

Almost as soon as Wen Zhecheng appeared, the live chat barrage went crazy.

“Oh my god, Wen Zhecheng!”

“Wow, what an unexpected surprise!”

“Our beloved Zhecheng has gained so much fame, yet he remains so humble, coming here to deliver a phone to Qiao Laoshi. He’s such a kind-hearted person!”

“Ah, ah, ah, Wen Zhecheng! I have to invite everyone on my friends’ list to watch our Zhecheng!”

The director desperately gestured at Qiao Tan from behind, indicating that he should find a way to keep Wen Zhecheng there. After all, he was a three-time Golden Actor, a top-tier influencer in the entertainment industry, and the ratings and buzz for the selection depended on him!

Qiao Tan understood the director’s intention and stood up, pressing Wen Zhecheng with one hand onto the empty seat beside him. “Since you’re here, let’s watch this year’s newcomers together.”

Qiao Tan had a prestigious status among the older generation, and Wen Zhecheng couldn’t refuse. Moreover, they had a good personal relationship, so he reluctantly pursed his lips and sat down.

During this time, the other cameras had been focused on Rong Yuheng’s face on the stage. They even cheekily zoomed in, trying to capture a hint of the neglected awkwardness for added program interest.

But the crew behind the camera quickly discovered that this contestant was actually showing a “eating melon seeds” expression! He completely lost control of his facial expressions.

Everyone behind the camera: …….

How audacious!

Indeed, Rong Yuheng was audacious. He didn’t feel uncomfortable being left on the stage.

Mainly because the atmosphere had inexplicably turned into a motivational one, but fortunately, Wen Zhecheng intervened and brought the atmosphere back to normal.

Rong Yuheng felt sorry for Wen Zhecheng. Not only was he a phone delivery person, but he also had to serve as a mood regulator.

Rong Yuheng really wanted to burst out laughing like a hamster, saying, “koke keke…” but unfortunately, the cameras were still rolling.

After Wen Zhecheng took his seat, the attention of the interviewers returned to Rong Yuheng. This time, it was Jin Zhiyao who spoke up.

“Do you have any prepared talent performances this time?”

Rong Yuheng nodded. “Dance.”

Lu Mingxuan in front of the screen felt like smashing his computer again—Rong Yuheng knows dance? In his impression, the only dance Rong Yuheng was associated with was radio gymnastic!

Jin Zhiyao gestured with anticipation. “Oh? Then please begin your performance.”

Instead of starting directly, Rong Yuheng first explained, “Actually, it’s a duet, but since I’m alone now, I’ll only perform my part.”

After saying that, he handed the microphone to a staff member on the side. Under the curious gazes of everyone, he slowly extended one leg, chin slightly lifted, his bright appearance shining under the stage lights, exuding a captivating beauty.

On the live video, the barrage started floating:

“I’m totally into this brother!”

“Oh my god, that close-up shot just won me over. I hope this little brother can make it through the preliminaries.”

“I finally understand why some people want to dance on their eyelashes… this brother’s eyelashes are really sparkling!”

“I wonder what he’s going to dance. So excited!”

Rong Yuheng took a deep breath, raised his arm, lightly placed his fingers in the air, and at the same time twisted his hips to the side. The lights around the stage dimmed, leaving only the overhead spotlight focused on him.

Wen Zhecheng frowned suddenly from the judges’ seat.

Qiao Tan murmured quietly, “Why does this posture look so familiar… It doesn’t seem like contemporary dance. Could it be ethnic dance?”

On the stage, Rong Yuheng opened his eyes with a “swish” and his gaze became sharp.

“I will bring you a tango,” he declared.

Everyone: “…………….”

Everyone: “???”

As soon as Rong Yuheng finished speaking, he swung his head, straightened his chest, sucked in his stomach, and then popped his buttocks, stepping on the floor with a rhythmic tapping sound!

His dance moves were passionate, lively, and unrestrained. His expression was devoted, high-spirited, and focused. He alternated between crossing steps like a melancholic noble girl and kicking his legs with a leap like an enthusiastic knight…

At the same time, he didn’t forget to leave a spot in his arms for his imaginary partner, fully embodying the spirit of teamwork.

The judges’ seats: “……………..!!!”

There was no accompanying music for the live performance. Rong Yuheng sang loudly with a solemn expression as he danced,

“Tango is all about taking steps, three steps and a leap, oh, turn around twice~”

His silky voice flowed through the air above the stage like a violin, creating a rhythmic melody with his footsteps.

He immersed himself completely in the two segments he danced. Every kick was full of strength, every turn was filled with emotions. Even his eyelashes were immersed in his own rhythm, trembling with an intoxicating charm!

“Oh my god…” Qiao Tan was already laughing in a state of shock on the judges’ seat. “How did it turn out like this hahaha!”

“Hahahaha…! So cute, so cute…” Song Tang laughed and praised.

Even the cameraman couldn’t hold back anymore, and the footage he had been following began to tremble slightly.

The barrage filled with “hahahaha…” floated across the screen, almost concealing Rong Yuheng’s enchanting beauty as he remained lost in his own ecstasy.

Qiao Tan struggled a bit, leaning on the table, unable to hold back any longer, and apologized as he interrupted him, “Sorry, hahaha… please stop… just stop.”

Upon hearing this, Rong Yuheng calmly retracted his free-spirited limbs and obediently looked towards the judges’ seat.

After the interviewers had their fill of laughter, they applauded Rong Yuheng, and then Qiao Tan said, “First of all, the moves were very professional, and your singing voice was rich. I think you have reached the level to pass the initial audition. Secondly, your overall dedication and especially your expression…”

As he spoke, it seemed like he recalled a certain scene and couldn’t help but let out a slight “pfft” sound…

“The only thing lacking was someone to accompany you. Like that leap you just did, it lacked soul.”

Rong Yuheng humbly listened and nodded, “Indeed, it’s difficult for me to achieve the effect of floating in the air with just faith.”

Qiao Tan said, “I have a suggestion… Here’s the thing, I have decided to pass you. Let me ask the other two teachers about their opinions.”

“I also pass. This performance is full of vitality. Hahahaha… You have touched me!”

“We agree with the other two teachers. Pass!”

“Alright, since it’s confirmed that you have passed, the next stage will no longer be part of the assessment. I remember, Teacher Wen, when you were a child star, didn’t you win several awards in ballroom dancing?”

Wen Zhecheng’s heart skipped a beat, and a faint vigilance appeared in his eyes. “That was many years ago.”

Qiao Tan’s eyes lit up, and he smiled like a sly old fox. “Then how about we have Teacher Wen help and cooperate with a segment?”

The director in the background was about to jump up and applaud for Qiao Tan! Teacher Qiao! Good job!! Ratings! Topics! Popularity!

Wen Zhecheng pursed his lips and stared at Qiao Tan for a few seconds. Due to their relationship, he found it difficult to refuse, so he had to once again turn his gaze to Rong Yuheng on the stage—

Hoping that this newcomer would be sensible enough to politely decline.

However, the person on the stage didn’t receive his warning signal at all. Instead, they even revealed an enthusiastic gaze and sent him a team invitation.

“Come on! Teacher Wen, let’s get fired up together!”

Wen Zhecheng: “…”

The barrage on the internet video had gone crazy, amidst the overwhelming “Oh my god hahahaha” and “Oh my goodness! Wen Zhecheng is going to dance the tango” comments, a glimpse of Wen Zhecheng’s cold gaze was revealed.

It could be imagined that tomorrow’s hot search was bound to have the six big characters “Wen Zhecheng dances the tango.”

Wen Zhecheng stepped onto the polished stage, stood in front of Rong Yuheng, and lowered his head to look at him. His tall figure cast a shadow on the latter’s face, exerting an invisible pressure.

However, Rong Yuheng was unaffected. Instead, he swayed his waist and wiggled his buttocks, gesturing towards himself.

“Teacher Wen, sway like this. I like it when the butt is lifted higher. Can you do it?”

Wen Zhecheng’s gaze paused for two seconds on Rong Yuheng’s swaying narrow waist and perky buttocks. He squinted slightly and placed a hand on them.

“I can.”

He said, “Dance well, don’t fall behind.”

Enjoy!