Dad, Please Let Me Solo Push!

She was no different.

In that instant, Xu Ling understood Chu Yuanqing's bitterness at being forced by reality, her lonely childhood lacking love, the first half of her life she had to walk alone under her own umbrella, and the sorrow of bravely reaching for her dreams only to abandon them due to reality.

Xu Ling whispered:

"You shouldn't have stopped here."

As she spoke, she clenched her phone, like a swordsman gripping the hilt of their blade.

At the same time, tens of thousands, even millions, of people, swayed by the Savior's charismatic personality and their own terrifying imaginations, broke down, suppressed their emotions, and fell silent. Finally, like suddenly churning magma, public opinion surged and boiled.

At this moment, the situation was spiraling in a direction that made Chu Yuanqing's vision blacken, heading towards a point of no return.

The trending topic "[Chu Yuanqing's Persona Collapse]" had been a humorous, abstract meme not long ago.

But after it was propelled to the top by terrifying popularity, its meaning shifted repeatedly, becoming a terrifying keyword for fan mobilization.

Now, this tag was filled with a dazzling collection of Chu Yuanqing's past stories, offering new fans a complete emotional journey from immense joy to profound sorrow.

"I thought Qing Bao was so cute watching the behind-the-scenes footage, but thinking about it carefully, it's so heartbreaking?!"

"Yeah, Qing Bao was genuinely flustered and nervous when explaining to the interviewers. She really cared about being able to compete."

"Qing Bao is almost an adult. Once she doesn't have government subsidies, she'll have to bear more expenses—tuition, rent, living costs. Just thinking about it is suffocating. How old is she?"

"Wuwuwu, the salary from Flash Dance is just a formality for many contestants, but for Qing Bao, it must be really important, right?"

"My defenses are broken. Qing Bao undoubtedly loves the stage, but from her perspective, before she gets her bread, she can't hope for more."

"Dreams are a luxury for children without parents."

"This is the first time in her life she's touched the starlight, isn't it?"

The more the fans talked, the sadder they became, the more they broke down, the angrier they grew, and the more their fighting spirit ignited.

Finally, after much deliberation, their collective will, like extracted fire, transformed into an unbreakable blade, pointing without hesitation towards a single goal.

--Let Chu Yuanqing debut in the center position!!!

PS1: Writing this kind of story requires showing external feedback, but splitting it into two days might be seen as padding, so I stayed up all night until morning to finish it in one go.

PS2: Those who are saving this book, remember to subscribe, otherwise it will die from being saved!

PS3: This is my first time writing a yuri story. I'm curious about what scenes and plots you'd like to see.

Volume 1: 58. Blackening, Leg Pinching, Will Definitely Drop a Level Tomorrow! (5K)

Underground Base, 8 PM.

The Dream Weaver Rabbit occupied the central hub, serving as a convergence point for countless data streams. It calculated the variables generated every second, arranging probability tables built from numerical values before it.

This was a win rate ranking chart that encompassed over three hundred domestic contestants, considering factors such as their popularity, stage presence, personal image, singing and dancing skills, public opinion, and even multiple other elements. It was constantly changing by the second.

Among them, Chu Yuanqing was ranked in the lower tier.

However, two hours after the behind-the-scenes footage and the first episode aired, it was as if thousands of fiery streams were propelling her from behind, causing her ranking to soar at an incredibly rapid rate, reaching the top tier of those most likely to form a group.

Even though the AI's algorithm was strict with soft power and placed more emphasis on hard power, causing her ranking to gradually fall back to the mid-tier after the initial frenzy subsided, and fluctuate in this position.

But it was important to remember that the show had only been airing for two hours, and the heat and public opinion had not yet reached their peak. Her ranking would inevitably be pushed to a healthier position, completely shedding her original status in the lower tier.

This was incredible.

Although the rankings of other contestants were also undergoing significant changes as a result, this was the first time a feedback loop had been so strong, with a frantic rise like a volcanic eruption!

The Dream Weaver Rabbit's pupils glowed crimson, revealing a joyful and excited smile. It was the culprit behind placing Chu Yuanqing's behind-the-scenes footage at the beginning of the preview and her interview video at the end of the show.

These subtle preferential treatments were intended to ensure that this uncut gem would not be buried by the early stages of the competition due to her weak foundation in singing and dancing.

However, judging by the data feedback, even if it hadn't intervened, Chu Yuanqing wouldn't have been eliminated due to a few failures in the competition.

Rather, her failures in the competition might actually lead to the peculiar phenomena of fan mobilization, purification, crystallization, and cult-like devotion, ensuring that her popularity and public opinion would continue to flourish.

In a normal idol survival show, such terrifying public appeal and fan-attracting power would almost guarantee a debut spot.

The Dream Weaver Rabbit became even more expectant, murmuring softly:

"Her 'Flow State' during her debut stage, her top-tier appearance, her pure life trajectory, her incredible atmospheric charm, her emotional contagion that ignores the medium of transmission."

"Chu Yuanqing, you truly are a born idol, a treasure that the 'Spark Project' needs."

The super AI muttered to itself, and at the same time, through hundreds of thousands of encrypted authentication keys, it applied for a certain permission from the highest level. It then suddenly looked at Chu Yuanqing, who was singing while running on a treadmill in the surveillance footage, and revealed a sinister smile:

"Next, it will depend on what surprise you bring me during the first public performance."

"Chu Yuanqing, what your [Mysterious Prize] is will be determined by this."

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I remember, she and Xiao Qing were in the same dorm, right?

As Wujian Miyoshi thought this, an unfamiliar emotion suddenly surged from the depths of her chest. Her eyebrows lowered, her expression filled with confusion.

Before she could ponder further, Chu Yuanqing had already stood up. Clearly, she hadn't been thinking about anything, merely acting out of convenience. She walked in front of Tang Liuli and said to Wujian Miyoshi:

"Miyoshi, tomorrow is the rating assessment. You should go back and train."

"I won't trouble you. Let Liuli take me back."

Wujian Miyoshi was taken aback but didn't object, nodding in agreement.

Tang Liuli listened, feeling dazed, her mind filled with the happiness of Qingqing choosing her in the "choose one of two" scenario.

I've already won too much!

The young girl's eyes no longer held the presence of the "Sakura girl." The inferiority, shyness, and even the sharp jealousy from moments ago were successfully crushed by an invincible devotion.

Wujian Miyoshi watched the backs of the two as they walked away together, gradually fading into the distance. She stood rooted to the spot.

It felt as though something was cracking deep within her chest. Unfamiliar emotions swelled, as if being nourished, giving rise to intense anxiety and vexation.

What is this feeling?

Why do I feel so strange just watching Xiao Qing leave with someone else?

Wujian Miyoshi clenched the fabric of her clothes over her chest, her thoughts drifting. She suddenly realized something.

Is it... because she's never had friends?

From elementary school to middle school, from signing her contract to debuting.

In these ten-plus years of her life, she had always been seen by outsiders as a solitary and strange child.

In elementary school, she was bullied for her interests and hobbies.

In middle school, she debuted and had to rush to training every break, so no one wanted to get close to her.

Seniors or peers in the girl group disliked her not only because she was too serious about training and dancing but also because they played "pranks" that went too far.