Dad, Please Let Me Single-Mindedly Support You!

Most of these teasing remarks came from CP fans and onlookers.

Chu Wangshu's fans, however, had entirely different concerns, focusing on heartache.

After all, the heartfelt words the girl tearfully spoke not only pierced the heart of Chu Yuanqing, her father, but also the fans who had grown to understand her better.

--Wanted her father to see her.

--Wanted to be her father's pride.

--Wanted to gain her father's attention.

Those two sentences contained such honest and endearing sincerity.

Once fans witnessed this emotion, they didn't even need to put themselves in her shoes to feel an overwhelming sense of pity:

"Wuwuwu, Yue Bao, my Yue Bao, she really couldn't help but cry when she saw Chu Yuanqing. She's usually super strong during training, it's heartbreaking."

"As Little Moons, I'm really so grateful to Qing Mei. Even though she was about to go on stage herself and came from such a background, she still patiently comforted Yue Bao. It's so touching???"

"Who's to say otherwise? Qing Mei has been supporting Yue Bao from the start. You two must be friends forever???"

On the other hand, Chu Yuanqing's fans reacted even more strongly, exploding like boiling water at various points.

The reason was simple.

Chu Wangshu's documented background was tragic.

But from the perspective of the gentle, motherly Chu Yuanqing who comforted her, her documented background was that of an orphan whose parents had died. Coupled with her dazed expression after comforting Chu Wangshu, her seemingly lost-in-thought look made it easy for fans to overthink and empathize, leading to a complete emotional breakdown.

And in the perception of the Yuanxiao Troupe, The love Chu Yuanqing lacked could not be easily filled by outsiders.

What about material things? They didn't even have a way to send money to Chu Yuanqing.

Although Chu Yuanqing's government-subsidized housing address was exposed online, leading to piles of fan mail and cards outside her door, there was nowhere to put them, and no one was foolish enough to send valuable items, tempting thieves.

In other words, this feeling of pity could only accumulate into layers of intense fire, transforming into a powerful obsession to debut someone.

Chu Yuanqing was still unaware of all this.

Her daughter's heartfelt confession after many years was like a heavy hammer shattering her chest, causing deep guilt, sorrow, and a strange sense of relief to swirl through her soul like rising mist.

They pulsed with scorching heat, peeling away the heavy old shell of her consciousness, seemingly igniting the will to live from her long-held death wish, but ultimately... it was crushed by reality.

Chu Yuanqing composed herself and silently walked back to the practice room. She looked at her reborn body, which would eventually wither away, in the mirror and took out the Lantern pendant, visible only to herself.

--Lantern.

--It is the true form of a Magical Girl, the source of magic, and the vessel that holds the soul.

Magical Girls theoretically have no lifespan limit. To know the condition of a Magical Girl, one only needs to look at her Lantern pendant; the brighter and more intact it is, the healthier and safer she is.

Furthermore, her strength, potential, temperament, and level could all be deduced from it.

Magic is a power of the mind. The purer, more noble, more kind, and more resilient and brave the soul, the more powerful the Lantern it can awaken, and the more powerful the magic it can control. Even the purity and magnitude of the magic source will exceed common sense.

In the inherited memories Chu Yuanqing received from the pendant, there was this saying:

--Pure white is the highest praise for a Lantern.

Chu Yuanqing, as the Savior, not only accomplished epic feats but also bore the karma of hundreds of billions of people alone.

After transforming into a Magical Girl, she should theoretically possess unprecedented magical power and control magic that surpasses the combination of multiple blessings. The color of the Lantern she initially awakened should have been the purest white.

And...

The erosion of her soul by the Sea of Truth shattered this beautiful possibility.

The Lantern pendant in Chu Yuanqing's hand was covered in cracks from the very beginning, its color dim and its entire body obscure, as if it were on the verge of falling apart at any moment.

Even though her pure white magical attire, her snow-white hair, and the occasional flash of pure white from the Lantern testified to her extremely high potential as a Magical Girl, it couldn't change the reality that the Lantern was about to shatter.

If anything, if she didn't have such high potential and hadn't converted a terrifying amount of magical power with a sage's heart, simply transforming her life form wouldn't have allowed her to survive for several more months under such a behemoth as the Sea of Truth.

This was a miracle created by a Magical Girl.

But miracles and magic were not without their price.

Chu Yuanqing grasped the pendant, her eyes lowered, listening intently.

The countdown of her life ticked away, tick-tock, tick-tock.

Like an hourglass, without pause.

Chu Yuanqing caressed the cracks on the Lantern, calculating the dwindling time. She stared blankly for a long time, a complex smile appearing on her lips, and murmured, "Xiao Shu, becoming the moon seems... very lonely."

At the same time.

Outside the practice room door, Tang Liuli had arrived at some point. She was leaning against the practice room wall, her head buried between her legs as she sat with her knees hugged to her chest. She looked as if she was having her period, trembling occasionally like a small animal caught in the cold, her neatly placed feet unable to stop fidgeting.

This scene left the viewers with this perspective utterly confused:

"Damn, what is Little Liuli doing?"

"LOL, is it because she saw Yue Bao steal all of Chu Yuanqing's maternal love, and after feeling utterly defeated, she completely lost it?"

"Unbelievable, what a terrifying curse, successful on stage, but a failure in love, right????"

"Damn, Qing Bao is the real Myriad Female King. Count how many women have come to her so far? The Great Demon King, the little Sakura Girl, Yue Bao, Liuli, are there going to be others later????"

"So annoying, Qing Bao, our dear Daughter, has always been the brightest star. She should just be beautiful on her own. Can these annoying women just crawl away?????"

No matter how twisted the audience's thoughts became, they could never imagine Tang Liuli's current predicament.

This former child prodigy wasn't suppressing sadness and despair, but rather experiencing a joy that pierced straight to her marrow and soul.

Yes.

Tang Liuli once again drew a massive amount of emotion from that person. Her uncontrollable talent treated it as sustenance, gulping it down into her belly, and the resulting satisfaction extended to every nerve ending.

This time, she wasn't empathizing only with the Savior's sorrow.

But also...

Chu Yuanqing's love for her Daughter.

Tang Liuli's unnaturally pale skin was flushed, her slender neck stained with pink. The mist in her eyes seemed to form a heart, and as her lips exhaled hot breaths, it turned into crystal tears that trickled down.

The girl's hands clenched her skirt tightly. Her thighs and calves trembled, her back was damp with cool sweat, and her gaze gradually lost focus, becoming blank for a moment.

After a long, long time.

Only when the remaining B-Class contestants had mostly retreated from the stage.

Tang Liuli slowly came back to her senses. She leaned against the wall to stand, her calves sore and numb. The sensitivity only increased as she moved upwards. Her hair, damp and messy, covered most of her face, making her look quite disheveled and even more gloomy.

But her flushed cheeks, glistening lips, and the tear mole on the corner of her eye, which seemed to have been burned by emotion, made one want to ravage and conquer her.

Tang Liuli limped away, still leaning on the wall, unable to fully recover.

It felt like a starved succubus, who only wanted a dessert, found the male protagonist of a novel and started to drain him, only to be completely stuffed by his cheat-level stamina, to the point where she wouldn't want to eat for a month.

Chu Yuanqing's emotional feedback this time was just like that.

So, was Chu Wangshu really that important to her?

That emotion was free of selfish desires, without any impurities, just pure devotion. It was as gentle as spring, and even if she tasted it ten thousand or a hundred million times, it would be enough to unconditionally satisfy her threshold and repeatedly enter the [Flow State].

It was just like true maternal love.

Yes, maternal love.

Only great and selfless maternal love, the most inviolable of human emotions, and a special emotion that the black hole of talent could not erase or habituate.

Wait...

If that's the case, didn't she just become a thief of maternal love?

Tang Liuli felt incredibly guilty and couldn't help but blink her emerald green eyes.

The young girl secretly suspected that it was her Glorious Country bloodline acting up. It wasn't like she intentionally wanted to be a player!

Besides, they were all just sharing it. Chu Wangshu's supply hadn't decreased, and Little Qing wouldn't suffer any loss. What was wrong with letting her have a taste?

It made perfect sense, right?

Tang Liuli gradually convinced herself, becoming righteous.

-- Plop!

As the girl walked, her legs gave out, and she fell heavily to the ground. But she immediately got up, leaning against the wall like a tenacious corgi, her spirit indomitable. Not only was she not unhappy, but there was even a triumphant smile on her lips.

Although falling was likely retribution, it didn't affect her good mood.

Because after this "raid," she not only ate her fill once again, but she also obtained extremely important information!

That was, Chu Wangshu's position in Little Qing's eyes was – her real Daughter!

In other words, she was not only not a threat, but also a very good breakthrough point.

Did Xie Qingxuan know about this? Did the Sakura Girl know? Did Liang Xiaoxiao know?

No! No one knew, only she did!

Tang Liuli felt like she had won too much today.

She walked back to the dormitory proudly, completely unaware that she had already caused hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live stream to be bewildered, leaving behind a classic scene that could be called a compilation of confused idol trainee behavior.

"She's smiling so happily even after falling? Little Liuli must have gone crazy, sad."

"So why was this kid squatting outside the C-Class practice room for twenty minutes? Don't her legs get sore?"

"Too hilarious, she probably absorbed Qing Bao's energy like this, right? Didn't dare to go in and say hello the whole time, what a socially anxious, gloomy sister."

"Starting to suspect Tang Liuli used a proxy player on stage. She's completely different on and off stage."

"Wuwuwu, she's clearly stimulated! The socially anxious sister can't express her love, so she can only secretly watch like a thief. So cute???."

Of course, those who felt Tang Liuli had changed the most were her long-time fans.

The Tang Liuli of the past, while favored in the industry for her superb professional skills, truly gained fans through her personal charm: her sunny, cheerful, and so happy it made people forget their troubles, childlike innocence.

As for now, this child was gloomy and socially anxious, tsundere, filled with teenage rebellion, and so dejected it seemed she would never smile again.

While this stark contrast might disappoint some long-time fans, causing them to unfollow, many true fans will feel heartbroken. They'll inevitably wonder what she's been through all these years, and if you delve deeper, it becomes another opportunity to stir up sympathy.

At the same time.

C-Class contestants received their notices one after another, ending their training in batches and preparing for their second evaluations according to the show's schedule.

Chu Yuanqing was among them. Dressed in a brand-new white shirt, her full thighs were occasionally revealed as her skirt swayed, the flowing lines of her legs ending regretfully at her white socks, preventing a clear view of her ankles.

Each waiting room only held ten people per batch.

There were no recording devices here. After waiting for a while, each contestant would walk into a corridor, like the mouth of a great beast that swallowed darkness and hope, and step onto the stage that would decide their fate.

Contestants who had finished their performances would leave through the same waiting room. Their conditions and expressions would, to a large extent, put more pressure on those who entered later.

-- An unknown path, unknown trials, an unknown outcome.

Once one started thinking about these things, their originally calm mindset would be shattered.

Chu Yuanqing could clearly sense the unease of the girls around her.

Fortunately, she was the first one called:

"C-Class Number 1, please prepare to go on stage."

The instructor group.

Zhao Dapan deliberated, "The next contestant is the most popular among the C-Class. Teacher Chen, what kind of performance do you think she'll give us?"

Although it was a live broadcast, these segments would also be edited into the show. More dialogue that could build suspense for the audience was undoubtedly a good thing.

Luo Siling, with great emotional intelligence, took the lead and said, "Speaking of Chu Yuanqing, setting aside promotion, isn't retaining her spot not a big problem?"