"Oh? So you became Jin Yingdi's resource all the way, what do you plan to return to me?"
Li Fan was furious. "That was a resource I fought for myself."
Ji Yan smirked. "You fought for it with your body?"
Li Fan instantly exploded with anger. "How shameless can you be? He just can't understand that there are countless people in the entertainment industry who are better looking than him. What makes him think he stands a chance?"
"Give him another opportunity."
"Fine, if given another chance, he would still participate in that Lian Zong. How else could he escape being an eighteen-tier artist?"
It was truly difficult for a Jin Yingdi to come out publicly; the repercussions would be too severe.
As he pondered how to navigate this situation, the stage music suddenly surged, and Yun Zhi Yue appeared with her backup dancers, causing the fans to scream like a tidal wave.
Yun Zhi Yue was even more dazzling than a few years ago. Her pure black hair was dyed a very light milk tea color, cascading down without excessive styling—just a few casual waves that showcased an ultimate sense of lazy beauty.
She wore a shimmering black sheer overlay adorned with stars, paired with an exquisite black bustier underneath, and a super short skirt of the same material.
Her small face exuded an icy charm, her makeup delicate with a hint of tipsy allure.
With just one glance, the fans went wild. The piercing screams shattered eardrums, not to mention the fiery dance of the opening and backup performers that turned the venue upside down.
Tonight's breeze seemed particularly fond of their moon; her milk tea-colored long hair flowed with her movements, painting various sensual scenes that captivated the fans. They were so excited they could hardly resist standing up to dance along.
When the male backup dancer placed his arm around her shoulder or lifted her, the fans screamed at the top of their lungs.
"Don't touch her! Ahhh! Don't touch her!"
"The moon is one of a kind! Don't touch her! No one should touch her!"
"One of a kind! One of a kind!"
Even the cheerful Yun Xiaoxiao couldn't help but cover her ears, leaning against Lu Chuan, shocked as she watched the fans go crazy.
Is this really the result of Yun Zhi Yue's hard work? It's simply astonishing.
Li Fan looked on in awe; when an idol has such influence that it even sways elections, it was clear that Yun Zhi Yue was truly born for the stage.
Ji Yan smirked as he watched, nudging his arm at Jian Qin, who was fixated on the girl dancing on stage. The cheers were deafening, making communication impossible. Ji Yan playfully signaled with his eyes, suggesting that with Yun Zhi Yue's current popularity, if it were known that the two had a past, the fans would surely tear Jian Qin apart.
Jian Qin didn’t glance at Ji Yan even once; her light gaze reflected only the girl dancing on stage, completely oblivious to everything else. As the fiery dance came to an end, the backup dancers quickly exited the stage, their hearts racing with anxiety, fearing they might be torn apart by the crowd.
Yun Zhi Yue picked up the microphone, and in an instant, all the fans fell silent, eager to listen. Before she even spoke, her radiant smile captivated them.
"It’s an honor to be your one and only," she began, "but remember that everyone is unique in this world. While you love me, don’t forget to love yourselves too."
She continued, "And by the way, your enthusiasm scared my backup dancers! What if no one wants to collaborate with me in the future?"
From the audience came a chorus of responses: "We’re willing! Pick us!"
Yun Zhi Yue waved back at them and paused for a moment. "It’s been about three years since I last held a concert here in our country. In these three years, I’ve changed a lot. I’ve gained some things and lost someone. Hmm... I think I’ve grown a little. It’s been so long since I’ve seen you all; how have you been?"
The fans cupped their hands around their mouths like megaphones and shouted back, "We’re great! The moon is looking forward!"
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