The old woman was stunned, as if she couldn't move at all.
It was Lu Yuanhang, that scumbag, who reacted quickly, rushing forward to grab Lin Cuiping's leg and beg desperately.
As a result, Uncle Li kicked him flying again. The old woman cried out in distress. Lin Muxi rubbed her temples and led Lin Cuiping into the villa.
Uncle Li was left to clean up the mess.
Having said the words of divorce herself, Lin Cuiping's complexion was very good.
Not a trace of dejection.
"I'm going to live a good life with Xiao Ci!"
"Xiao Ci, when is your next performance? I've joined your fan club too. Wow, there are thousands of people in it! I want to support and cheer for you, Xiao Ci! I want to go to the venue, I want..."
Ms. Lin Cuiping spoke excitedly about her plans, while Lin Muxi looked at the soft yet clear light still in her eyes.
To be able to protect the one you want to protect, that's good enough.
She would definitely be able to do it.
That evening was the broadcast of "Tomorrow's Idol"'s third public performance.
The performance was live, but now after the television editing and lensing, the show was finally online on websites and television platforms, igniting a wave of public opinion!
Before, there had been all sorts of rumors flying around, saying that Ling Qianhe would be Lin Muxi's guest performer, but people were a bit disbelieving.
Unexpectedly.
These rumors were actually true.
When Lin Muxi and Ling Qianhe appeared together with the band, let alone the fans, even the audience went wild. It felt like they had instantly returned to that passionate, scorching summer, youth flying high. The boy, with his drummer sister, forged ahead, like a fairy tale where the boy would become the king of rock and roll.
It was a pity that everything came to an abrupt end.
His drummer disappeared.
Ling Qianhe himself withdrew from the recording of the show.
He narrowly missed out on the championship.
And now, when he stood on stage with Lin Muxi again, with Lin Muxi drumming, the feeling for everyone was like making up for that dream. The boy's eyebrows and eyes were filled with arrogance. He originally thought no one could be his equal on stage, but the girl standing on stage, a fearless newcomer, played the drums with such fervor that it stirred the blood!
If she didn't get first place in this performance, even heaven wouldn't allow it.
Everyone went crazy!
Lin Muxi's fan club surpassed 100,000 followers, with a daily check-in rate exceeding 30,000, comparable to a second-tier celebrity in the entertainment industry.
But "Tomorrow's Idol" was not over yet. When the competition ended, if she could truly win the championship, her popularity would likely surge even further.
The discussions on the website were endless.
"Brother Qianhe really went to perform as a guest for her!"
"They're going to film together later. What has she done to deserve this?"
When Lin Muxi returned to the television station, Yang Weiyang grabbed her wrist and whispered in her ear.
"Xiao Ci, everyone says your drumming style and aura are very similar to Ling Qianhe's former band drummer."
"We're the same person, of course, it would be very similar."
"Oh? Is that so?"
Yang Weiyang on the opposite side nodded desperately.
"Of course! It's exactly the same! Xiao Ci, did you practice specifically? I saw comparison videos of you two playing the drums online. How should I put it, it's really that similar! If you don't look at the faces and only look at the hand movements, you really can't tell the difference."
Lin Muxi's heart skipped a beat.
Comparison videos?
Would Ling Qianhe have seen them?
She wasn't entirely sure. She asked the system, but the system stammered and couldn't give a clear answer. Yang Weiyang said,
"The fourth public performance is by drawing lots!"
There were only about thirty-odd girls left. The fewer people there were, the higher the probability of forming teams.
Lin Muxi was the most suitable among the remaining girls to be the lead vocalist.
Of course, it wasn't that her dancing was not up to par, but compared to dancing, her singing was more outstanding, to the extent that she could debut as a solo singer.
Yang Weiyang desperately prayed that she would draw lots to perform with Lin Muxi. Although she had trained hard for a month, she was still far behind those girls who had been trained in singing and dancing since childhood.
However, fortunately, her face was good. Even if she stood by the side and slacked off, as long as she wasn't placed at the very front during the formation, it wouldn't be too jarring.
Everyone wanted to be carried by Lin Muxi. Lin Muxi went up to draw lots and drew a red lot.
Yang Weiyang cheered, looking at the red lot in her palm!
For the fourth public performance, she and Lin Muxi were on the same team!
After the draw, everyone sat together to watch the show. The show broadcasted Lin Muxi and Ling Qianhe's individually recorded duet dance.
There was only a spotlight on the stage. Everyone watched intently. There was a special tension between Lin Muxi and Ling Qianhe that made hearts flutter. Ling Qianhe's movements were fast and fragmented, extremely dense, but Lin Muxi could keep up with his rhythm.
The other girls, except for the simple-minded Yang Weiyang.
Originally, they were all somewhat jealous that she could collaborate with Ling Qianhe for a duet.
But after watching.
They had to be convinced.
To be able to hold her own in front of Brother Qianhe, only she could do it!
The show's director walked out and said with a smile,
"For the fourth public performance, we've prepared a small surprise..."
"We're introducing an 'oppose vote' mechanism!"
"Everyone has drawn their lots, right? Those who draw the same color automatically form a team, and each team is a battle unit."
"For our fourth public performance, each team will have five new songs, and it will be held in a stadium with a four-sided stage. There will be about five thousand live audience members. The audience will have the decision-making power. They can cast support votes or oppose votes, allowing you to rise or fall from the main stage."
"If you don't perform well enough, and more than half of the audience votes against you."
"Then you will not be able to perform completely and will be directly eliminated!"
Yang Weiyang's face immediately turned pale.
This way, she was even more worried that she wouldn't be able to complete her performance and would be eliminated. She nervously gripped Lin Muxi's arm. This kind of real-time feedback system had never existed before, and it was completely different from any previous talent show!
Everyone was whispering.
"How cruel! If they perform too poorly and don't get the audience's favor, won't they be directly eliminated?"
Lin Muxi remained silent. This rule was actually the most disadvantageous for her.
Because she was a typical contestant who was always in the spotlight, with many fans and many haters. Before, fans could vote for her, and haters could do nothing but vent their anger on forums.
But according to the rules of the fourth public performance, haters could directly cast an oppose vote and make her fall hard from the stage. She wouldn't even have the chance to finish her performance!
But her mother, Ms. Lin Cuiping, was coming to watch the next performance. If she saw her stage gradually descend, her starlight dimming.
If she saw her being booed off stage by thousands of people.
Ms. Lin Cuiping would surely be very sad and upset, right?
But this time, five thousand audience members were recruited, and there would inevitably be a large number of haters who disliked her mixed in. This was unavoidable. No matter how well she performed, these people would definitely vote against her.
Lin Muxi's expression turned a little cold. The system was even a little worried.
"Ah? If that's the case, if you don't get half the support votes and are directly eliminated, won't it be a huge upset? After all, the betting pools outside think you'll definitely be the champion. I didn't expect the rules to change suddenly. Tsk tsk tsk, these rules are too disadvantageous for you, they seem to be targeted at you."
"No wonder Yang Weiyang said the TV station only lets people with connections win!"
Lin Muxi, however, calmed down.
"It's okay. This little difficulty won't stop me."
"I said I would win first place, how could I be defeated halfway through?"