Dad, Please Let Me Solo Push!

If Chu Yuanqing failed, they would comfort her to gain favor.

Since she didn't fail, it was natural to praise her!

However, this was not very friendly to Chu Yuanqing, who was focused on lowering her presence and just wanted to slack off.

She had just breathed a sigh of relief when she realized the strangers around her had instantly become "familiar." She had only walked back a few steps, but she was almost drowned in a sea of soft fragrance and warm jade.

What was going on! Were kids these days so enthusiastic?

Xiao Shu was like this, Yayoi was like this, and so were you all!

Chu Yuanqing was distressed. She carefully moved her steps, maintaining social distance from these people, politely and distantly answering questions, and trying her best to project an extremely cold and aloof demeanor.

But unfortunately, because her face was too young and her eyes were too clear, her coldness was easily softened. This made her look like a little adult, and even her serious replies had a cute earnestness to them.

These girls, who had initially approached her with ulterior motives, were so refreshed by her unexpected cuteness when she replied that the darkness in their hearts was dispelled. Even their initially unskillful tactical closeness began to transform into genuine closeness.

Thus, the favored one in the center, like a gentle spring breeze, changed the previously stuffy atmosphere in the practice room.

Zhao Dapan was pleased with the change in atmosphere and deliberately allowed the contestants to interact, not calling for the next person quickly.

The essence of a talent show was still variety.

How boring would it be if the audience only watched the contestants train?

What interested the audience was the collision of people on this platform, based on the talent show and idols.

In Flash Dance, there were over a hundred beautiful girls. A little imagination could create countless viewing angles: shipping girls who like girls, shipping friendships, shipping mother-daughter relationships, shipping strong rivals, shipping competitors, and even shipping ethereal group spirit.

The essence of the training segment lay in giving the audience a strong sense of nurturing.

Why did Zhao Dapan think Chu Yuanqing wouldn't stop easily?

The core reason was that she provided too much of a nurturing sense to the audience.

Didn't know how to dance at all? Zero foundation in vocals? New to the entertainment industry?

If that were all, she would just be a blank slate, like countless ordinary people on the street. What was so special about that?

But if you added MAX-level visuals, MAX-level talent, MAX-level screen presence, and MAX-level stage mentality, it would be a completely different story.

Chu Yuanqing was a rare gem in the nurturing category, one that appeared once in a century.

Such contestants should be paired up more in Flash Dance. The more pairings, the more CP fans, the more fan wars, and the more twisted dramas there would be. Haido's Flash Dance would become even more popular!

Volume 1: 51. I Really Want to Die.

At this moment, the livestream was in an uproar:

"I can't take it anymore! I'm also a beautiful girl, and I want to get close to Qing Bao too!"

"Heh, too many girls liking girls, it's really off-putting. I'm different; I just want to be good friends with Qing Bao???"

"You better just be friends!"

"Damn it, the toxic solo fans are furious. Why is Qing Bao like the Myriad Female King, with people chasing after her everywhere? I feel like I'm being NTRed???!"

"NTR? Give me more of this NTR! It's good to watch, I love watching it???."

"Annoying! A bunch of unvirtuous women! Get back to class and stop clinging!"

"Sigh, sigh, I want Qing Bao's cold and distant reply too. With Qing Bao, even with her beautiful nails, it would be fine???!"

"Damn it, this slap is for you! Put on your damn underwear! You tripped me, you know?!"

These outrageous comments, which would make Chu Yuanqing's vision go black, did not affect the atmosphere in the practice room.

Zhao Dapan let the trainees interact for a while before clapping his hands to signal the end of the break. He then casually called on a contestant to sing, resolving Chu Yuanqing's current predicament.

Chu Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief and quietly stayed in the corner, blinking her eyes and observing the other contestants singing.

Although these 8 trainees were only C-Class, the A-Class contestants specifically chose those with weaker skills. Since they were kept, their foundations in all aspects were considered quite good.

The facts proved this.

These girls had clearly worked hard last night and were very proficient with candy, appearing much more composed and skilled than she had shown.

Having undergone basic training and researched vocalization, breathing, and breath control, not a single one of them had a pure white voice like hers. They could all transform their voices into sweet and cute honeyed tones.

The only drawback was their poor stress tolerance. If they made a slight mistake and were interrupted, they would visibly become nervous and find it difficult to calm down. However, because the lyrics and melody were simple, they could generally find their rhythm and stumble through the performance.

Chu Yuanqing was quite impressed and somewhat emotional.

The more she understood idols, the more she realized the cruelty of the competition system.

These trainees who risked their lifelong chances of being on stage to participate in Flash Dance had a purity of awareness, dreams, beliefs, and willpower far higher than those in regular talent shows.

Someone like her, who had no obsession with the stage, was simply not qualified to compete with these children.

The more Chu Yuanqing thought about it, the more ashamed she felt. She secretly resolved to find an opportunity to slip away immediately. After collecting her money and arranging for insurance, she would have to deal with her affairs.

After all, although she could forcibly mold the core of a Magical Girl into its original physical state before death, making the remains indistinguishable.

Some insurance companies, to prevent fraud, would even outsource detective teams for investigations. To deceive these professional teams, she would have to carefully consider her method of death!

Time passed.

After letting the trainees sing one by one, Zhao Dapan broke down candy into parts, pointed out specific issues that needed attention for a few of them, and then announced the end of the class, allowing for free practice afterward.

This was also within everyone's expectations. The singing difficulty for candy wasn't high; those with even a little foundation wouldn't need constant guidance from the mentors.

Compared to singing, dancing was the area everyone needed to focus more on training.

The vocal lesson quickly ended. Chen Baijiu, wearing a fisherman's hat, lazily walked into the practice room, accompanied by a female assistant instructor specifically there to avoid suspicion and correct movements, and began the lesson.

Chu Yuanqing didn't slack off.

Although she wanted to be eliminated, given her terrible dancing foundation, if she didn't learn seriously, she might drag down the other hardworking contestants during the large-scale performance after the second evaluation. It would be even worse if it caused a stage accident.

As for worrying about dancing too well and gaining too many fans?

Chu Yuanqing wasn't worried about that at all.

As the saying goes, everyone has their specialty. In this era, after being stripped of 99.9% of her blessings and her soul weakened to below that of an ordinary person, she was no different from a normal person, except for some magical means. How could she compete with these young girls who loved the stage?

It was hilarious, anyone pulled from Flash Dance at D-Class would dance better than her.

So she never even considered that studying hard might lead to her dancing too well.

Chu Yuanqing even felt that worrying about it was a form of arrogance.

As expected, during the dance class, she clearly couldn't keep up with the learning pace of the other eight people.

The first two hours, learning the breakdown of movements and slowly getting familiar with them, were manageable.

After that, when they officially started dividing the dance into parts and trying to step to the beat together, Chen Baijiu was constantly on the verge of exploding. For the remaining long two hours, he barely stopped his scathing remarks:

"Your movements are too stiff."

"Chu Yuanqing, where's the coordination you showed on stage?"

"candy emphasizes girlishness and a sweet, cute dance style, not Tai Chi! Nor is it military combat training!"

"You can't even keep up with such a simple beat, what will you do during a dance-singing performance?"

"Pay attention to your breath control!"

"Don't freeze your face, show some expression! This is a girl group dance, facial expressions are the most basic part. Start by practicing smiling!"

In contrast to the disastrous situation here, the other contestants' performances, while not effortless, were all able to keep up with the teaching pace.

Chu Yuanqing only followed two sets of practice before being "picked up" like a small animal and, with the separate assistance of the female assistant instructor, began training alone. The scene was both awkward and amusing.

The bullet comments in the live stream were filled with laughter, appearing quite cheerful.

However, some people began to question her performance because of this, arguing that such a poor dancing foundation didn't qualify her to participate in a global idol project, and they started a fierce argument with others, getting into a heated debate.

Chu Yuanqing was unaware of the outside commotion. With tears she couldn't hold back, she tried her best to keep up with the beat, awkwardly performing the newly taught dance moves in parts.

These moves were different from the neutral and cool street dance. They were a jazz style mixed with isolations, leaning towards a sweet and cute classic girl group dance.

The movements of turning the waist and hips inward and outward were fine, but the rest, like twisting the waist and hips, turning and tilting the head, cute and extremely detailed hand movements, and even precisely required winks, were completely outside her scope of acceptance!

The female assistant instructor acted as a merciless beat-counting machine. Her voice, like a demonic sound, 2234, was comparable to a terrifying nightmare, gradually transforming the sweet style of candy into a tentacle monster in Chu Yuanqing's mind.

Chu Yuanqing felt a strong sense of shame that made her whole body numb, her skin felt sticky and slippery, spreading throughout her body like torture. Her limbs were stiff and uncontrollable, and she couldn't even enter a state of [flow], her brain almost crashing.

I want to die, I want to die, I want to die.

I really want to die, I really want to die, I really want to die.

Did she really have to dance this thing in front of everyone?

If Xiao Shu saw this, she'd be so embarrassed she'd evaporate on the spot!

Damn it, no matter what, making a middle-aged uncle dance this is too much?!

But even though her heart was overflowing with despair, her eyes gradually became hollow like a puppet.

This retired Savior, with unwavering will, endured the entire long class.

Chu Yuanqing's back was soaked with light sweat. Her head buzzed as she stood in the center of the dance studio. As if reborn, her spirit gradually returned. Her long eyelashes fluttered, like a migratory bird anticipating its return home, waiting for Chen Baijiu to announce the end of the class.

The next second, "Dream Weaver Rabbit said that to prepare for the upcoming performance, everyone's costumes need a little change."

The mentor clapped his hands, pointed to a box being carried in by a robot, and said with a smile words more terrifying than the devil, more horrifying than a natural disaster beast, and more desperate than a comrade's betrayal:

"For example, short skirts."

Volume 1: On-Shelf Announcement and Bounty.

We will be officially on shelves this Friday.

Although the collections and clicks haven't been great, the feeling of writing this book has evolved from the initial stumbling to the current smooth progress.

As everyone knows, entertainment industry novels with a girl group bonding route generally lean towards ensemble casts. Otherwise, it's difficult to bring character designs to life and reach a point where readers are happy shipping couples, or even shipping anyone with anyone.

Okay, it's not really "everyone knows," as there are so few novels of this type that there isn't a conventional writing style.

Anyway, from my personal perspective, the relationship between Qing Bao and the supporting characters is still in the early stages, not yet deep.

When this situation will change largely depends on Chu Yuanqing herself.

She is the forgotten Savior, the dying father, the good person with no regrets, the impeccable elder.

There's a quote I saw somewhere that I've always liked and intended to make the core of one of the dungeons in my previous book, but I abandoned that outline for various reasons.

You can't conquer the elders. You can't be the first, nor the white moonlight. Someone has already braved fire and water for him, someone loved her for a hundred years, and even promised the next hundred years.

In the past you couldn't see, you thought everything you did could move her heart, which had long been accustomed to the coldness of the world. You didn't expect that these were just things others had done before. Whether it was blocking a knife for her, or sitting on the roof and smashing a wine bottle in a frenzy, love and hate, she had experienced more than one kind long ago.

Chu Yuanqing had no regrets and was impeccable.

Theoretically speaking, she was impossible to conquer, just like heroes always have an end, sunsets always set, and migratory birds always stop, which is a reasonable objective fact.

This fact, like the doomsday that Chu Yuanqing redeemed, was an endless desolation that could only be reversed by resetting the worldline.

However, this novel precisely begins in the peaceful era after the worldline reset.

From this perspective, Chu Yuanqing stepped onto a stage surrounded by stars, as if by mistake, she embarked on a journey to redeem herself. Her heart's lock would be pried open, as if it was a predetermined fate.

Therefore, pure regret for a lifetime seems difficult to achieve.

But when the plot develops to a certain stage, if someone still wants to watch, perhaps an IF line can be opened for an extra chapter?

In short, I only set Chu Yuanqing's character, but I didn't set her ending. The supporting characters are basically the same. The accidents generated by these collisions are quite interesting when you think about them carefully.

This is also why I never replied to comments asking who is the top or bottom, because I never set that up, or rather, the labels of top and bottom do not have a clear range for me.

Those who appear inferior and gloomy might, at critical moments, like an angry hedgehog, pounce and bite fiercely.

Those who appear aloof and peerless might retreat steadily when attacked, and then turn the tables when they are shy to the extreme.

Glass cannons can also be as hard as iron when needed.

Those with hearts of stone also have a chance to melt into white snow in the spring light.

Whether it's 0 or 1, a pillow princess or a thimble vanguard, it's important and unimportant.

Well, to sum it up, as long as they all appear very cute, it's a victory!

As for 1v1 or harem...

Although the elements of this book are extremely complex and niche, it's the apocalypse, a savior, a magical girl, father-daughter conflict, gender-bender plus variety show selection, carrying an abstract yet harmonious flavor.

But, the main and side plotlines will revolve around the stage and idols! To put it more clearly, this is a girl group idol novel. Can girl group idols only stick to one person? Of course, they stick to everyone!!!