The final sprint towards the public performance was here.
Coincidentally, the film crew was on break due to heavy snow.
Lin Mucí, therefore, immersed herself in the practice room, day and night, dancing until she was drenched in sweat every day.
"Red Butterfly" was a song she had written and also adapted.
She had added a large number of classical instruments to the original arrangement, including the Erhu, Guqin, and the soul-stirring Suona.
Han Jiuzhen, who had studied music theory overseas, was quite surprised.
"Xiao Ci, aren't you a drummer? You play the Suona too?"
Lin Mucí hummed in affirmation.
"I want to show the whole world our Chinese style!"
She was quite spirited.
Aurora was the lead singer, but her dancing was her weakness.
Hence, her dance parts were minimal, and she only needed to practice the song.
However, Lin Mucí bore the greatest pressure, with extensive chanting and incredibly intricate choreography. She was under immense stress.
Yang Weiyang felt sorry for her.
"Xiao Ci, you can simplify the dance."
Even Han Jiuzhen found the dance difficult, and yet Lin Mucí had to sing as well.
Lin Mucí sat on the practice room floor and shook her head.
"The dance follows the emotion of the lyrics. If the difficulty is reduced, it won't feel right."
This was the last night before the public performance.
Because Lin Mucí had secured the first place in the live broadcast, she led everyone in practicing a short dance segment.
It was a follow-up to "Red Butterfly," titled "Double Flight." "Red Butterfly" was too heartbreaking, causing heartache, while "Double Flight" was sweet and romantic, with lovers finally getting together, offering comfort to everyone's aching hearts.
The consideration was quite thorough.
There were those who liked angsty romances and those who preferred sweet stories. Everyone could have what they wanted, and no one should complain.
After practicing both stages, she stepped out into the night.
Today, Lin Cuiping, the female lead, had actually come to pick her up. Under the night sky, she proactively sought credit from Lin Mucí.
"Xiao Ci, Xiao Ci, let me tell you, I've prepared a surprise for you tomorrow!"
"Last time during the public performance, you were almost attacked by those anti-fans ganging up on you. I was so worried. I promise this situation will absolutely not happen again!"
Lin Mucí was slightly taken aback.
She hadn't expected Ms. Lin Cuiping to interfere like this.
Lin Mucí blinked her eyes, looking very confused.
"So?"
Ms. Lin Cuiping beamed.
"You'll know when the time comes, Xiao Ci!"
She was actually being coy.
"Don't worry, I guarantee I'll give Xiao Ci unparalleled glory! Even if others try to create backstage drama, they won't be able to touch Xiao Ci!"
Lin Mucí hadn't anticipated this.
Ms. Lin Cuiping was confidently ready to take action with high spirits!
"Can she handle it?"
"I hope the surprise doesn't turn into a fright!"
The system, however, reassured Lin Mucí.
"It probably won't. Host, you can rest assured. Regardless of whether Lin Cuiping is reliable, the men around her are quite dependable. Uncle Li has exceptional combat skills, after all, he was a special forces soldier. As for the man who manages your family's business, the private equity funds he controls have long exceeded ten billion yuan. He is truly outstanding and exceptionally capable."
"When Lin Cuiping speaks, why wouldn't they do their utmost to get things done?"
Lin Mucí thought about it and agreed.
If those men harbored any ill will towards Lin Cuiping, or were trying to use her,
it would have been detected by the system.
So, she might as well wait and see what surprise Ms. Lin Cuiping had in store for tomorrow.
The next day.
Lin Mucí learned what Ms. Lin Cuiping's so-called surprise was.
She appeared openly in the investors' special seating area.
Lin Mucí's eyes darkened.
Well, alright.
The best way to support one's daughter was to become part of the show's investors.
But the problem was, this wasn't exactly proper.
Lin Mucí rubbed her temples, feeling a headache. This move had now completely solidified the fact that she had a powerful backer.
Luo Ke Ke's family had connections everywhere in the television station, but she wouldn't be so blatant about it.
Ms. Lin Cuiping didn't think anything was wrong and waved frantically at her, her face beaming with joy.
"Xiao Ci, look here, look here!"
Lin Mucí was quite curious to see the financial report and check how much money Ms. Lin Cuiping had invested.
Ms. Lin Cuiping was quite proud.
"You guys wanted to create backstage drama for my daughter?"
"Then let me become the backstage drama itself!"
The system then comforted Lin Mucí.
"Don't worry, the camera won't pan to her. Even if it does, it's okay. Everyone knows your family is wealthy, and you can't hide it.
Moreover, you have so many anti-fans, what's one more wave? We rely on our strength, don't get upset, don't get upset."
"Ms. Lin Cuiping, her investment is also an investment in you, a sure profit. After you debut, you'll need to sign with a behind-the-scenes company. Isn't it better for you to sign with your own company? That way, the money you earn is still yours, better than splitting it with others. I think this plan is perfect!"
"It's just that, listening to it, it gives the impression that your family is spending money to help you debut, which might not sound good.
But how much is face worth? Don't worry about these details. When you're a person, the most important thing is to be able to bend and stretch!"
The system earnestly comforted Lin Mucí.
Lin Mucí actually felt that the logic made sense.
But.
"Why does the system have so much twisted logic that sounds reasonable but can easily push people into a pitfall?"
The trainees were about to enter.
The girl's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and then she walked forward.
The spotlight fell on her. She was wearing the same trainee uniform as everyone else, a pleated skirt and a baseball jacket, exuding vibrant energy.
But you could recognize her at a glance from the crowd. The girl stood tall and straight, her entire presence so beautiful that it was hard to look away.
Previously, the show's production team had stirred up trouble.
They had asked the girls to vote for the most attractive.
Out of ninety-nine girls, she received over fifty votes, Yang Weiyang got over twenty, and others received scattered votes. It could be said that her beauty was truly outstanding.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have garnered so many fans and anti-fans, directly breaking through the usual circles. It could only be said that popularity is a mysterious science.
Now, she stood with Yang Weiyang, a delightful sight.
Ms. Lin Cuiping gazed at them with starry eyes and grabbed the man beside her, saying.
"Isn't my daughter beautiful?! Isn't she heart-stirringly beautiful?"
"Hey, your face looks so familiar. I think I've seen your photo in a gossip magazine.
Was it five years ago when your fiancée ran away from the wedding?"
It was as if she was digging into a sore spot.
The man beside her spoke coldly.
"I am an investor."
Lin Cuiping was startled.
"Hey, your voice sounds so similar to that perverted old man who made nuisance calls to our house the other night."
Feng Yuting's expression grew even more unpleasant.
Lin Cuiping sighed.
"My daughter is too excellent. I really don't know what kind of man can be worthy of her. As for age, I don't think it should be too old; being too old affects fertility."
Feng Yuting's face began to turn ashen.
Ms. Lin Cuiping seemed a little flustered.
"Oh dear, did I offend you by saying that? I'll slap my mouth, I'll slap my mouth. I was just a housewife before, and I rarely went out to meet people. If my words offended you, I apologize. I didn't expect you to be older. Do you have difficulty with fertility? With how advanced medicine is now, it's not difficult to treat..."
"Don't be embarrassed. I have a good friend who supposedly went to a medical center abroad and had twins through IVF. I can give you the address!"
Feng Yuting turned his head.
He truly hadn't expected this.
Lin Mucí, that clever girl, was so sensible.
How could her mother be such an idiot?
Ms. Lin Cuiping still wanted to speak, but the lights came on, and she excitedly stood up, her high heel fiercely stepping on Feng Yuting's foot.
Feng Yuting's face contorted in pain as he shifted to the side.
Could he still change his mind and not vote for Lin Mucí?
His lungs were about to explode from anger at the noisy woman beside him!