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Everyone took the stage, and Yun Zhi Yue held hands with Jian Qinzhi, yet they avoided making eye contact. In the crowd, Han Ling wore a smug expression, glancing at Yun Zhi Yue, eager to flaunt her hand-holding with Nie Yi.
With a sharp whistle from the host, Nie Yi suddenly pulled Han Ling, causing her to stumble. He intended to collide with Jian Qinzhi but didn’t expect Han Ling to be so oblivious, nearly dragging him down as well.
The two managed to regain their balance, but Nie Yi's face darkened. Just as he was about to vent his frustration, exaggerated laughter erupted around them.
Yun Zhi Yue leaned in and remarked, "Is it that you don’t usually exercise? Your stance is so unstable that you almost embarrassed our junior sister."
Nie Yi smirked, "You should know best whether my stance is stable or not."
"Wow, wow, I feel like someone is stirring things up here, but I have no proof."
"Seriously? Did our moon really just—"
Yun Zhi Yue's expression turned icy. "Nie Yi, are you joking? If you want to test stability, why not try it now?"
Tightening her grip, Yun Zhi Yue attempted to push forward but found Jian Qinzhi unmoving. The one who had just laughed at others was now pulled into Jian Qinzhi's embrace.
Their eyes finally met.
Before they could speak, Nie Yi charged in and collided with Jian Qinzhi. Jian Qinzhi remained calm, exuding a chilling aura as she retaliated. Han Ling had always disliked Yun Zhi Yue and was determined to take her down hard.
Yun Xiaoxiao noticed the commotion and exclaimed, "Lu Lu Chuan, we need to step in!"
Ji Yan laughed heartily and said, "Let’s join in on the fun."
Ke Fan added, "When gods battle it out, a mere mortal like me really doesn’t want to get involved."
"Oh my gosh! Did you see that? The fourth team is creating chaos; two teams have already been eliminated!"
"Wow! Yun Xiaoxiao is fierce! She completely caught Han Ling off guard—who am I? Where am I?"
"Am I the only one focused on the clash between Nie Yi and Jian Qinzhi? Those shoulders won’t be sore tonight, will they? That force is painful even through the screen!"
"Haha! Look at Ke Fan and Ji Yan still holding on while they fell; their determination is impressive!"
The countdown ended, and none of the four strongest teams lost; instead, the others who were just going through the motions were all eliminated.
Yun Zhi Yue, with a sheen of sweat on her face, was panting as she sipped water through a straw. Immediately, a makeup artist came over to touch up her makeup.
Han Ling, equally flushed from exertion, looked at her disdainfully. "Just because you're popular, you can't be seen without makeup?"
Yun Zhi Yue shook her head. "Junior sister, it's not that I'm just popular; I'm very popular. I have no choice; there are too many fans, and I have to respect their eyes."
Of course, junior sister might never have to worry about this in her life; she wouldn't need to understand.
Suddenly, there was a stifled laugh from one of the guests, and Han Ling felt embarrassed.
"I don't need to understand. I'm not like you," she retorted. "I know every time I see you, you have to repeat it: the eldest daughter of the Han family came to the entertainment industry to shine for her dreams, not for men and money. I get it; I really do."
With so many people watching and Han Ling being continuously mocked, she could no longer hold back. She rushed towards Yun Zhi Yue, seemingly ready to confront her.
Nie Yi's expression turned cold. "If you don't want to survive in this industry, then get lost. This isn't a playground for you."
Han Ling's eyes reddened as she turned back defiantly. "It's not for me; it's for Yun Zhi Yue! Why does she get to have it?"
"Because I love it and cherish it. Is that enough?"
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