I was persecuted and turned into a teenage idol

The word "1" was written on her skirt, and Su Jian immediately realized that this person was the first contestant from before, He Ziling.

"Hey! What's wrong with you?"

Xu Momo steadied herself and glared angrily at He Ziling.

He Ziling glanced at Su Jian and the other person expressionlessly, as if they were country bumpkins, then sneered and went on stage, completely ignoring them.

"Hey you—"

Xu Momo took an angry step forward, but Su Jian quickly stopped her.

"Forget it."

Three women make a drama, but with hundreds of women backstage, isn't this just like the Legend of Zhen Huan?

But then again... oh my!

Only then did Su Jian suddenly realize that he was the only man among these 107 girls... he was probably going to have a lot of trouble in the future!

"It's starting! It's starting!"

Amid the angry argument, people around them chattered amongst themselves, seemingly oblivious to the little incident that had just occurred.

The girls backstage were all intently watching the stage, and Su Jian and her companion quickly snapped out of their reverie and looked over as well.

Under the spotlight, He Ziling walked onto the stage step by step, exuding a cold and aloof aura.

"Hello, mentors. My name is He Ziling. I have studied dance for twelve years."

"Please begin your performance."

The lights quickly dimmed, leaving only a beam of light on He Ziling.

Su Jian craned her neck curiously, and soon heard upbeat music. Then He Ziling mechanically controlled her limbs, and her superb dance skills quickly drew nods of approval from the mentors and frowns and exclamations from many girls backstage.

A few minutes later, as the music stopped, applause erupted from the audience.

He Ziling, the first contestant to take the stage, got off to a flying start, scoring twelve points in one go.

Keep in mind that the highest score for the show was only twelve points!

"Hmph...this guy's dancing is alright." Even Xu Momo could only snort coldly, "But what's the use of dancing well if your character is bad?"

Su Jian was completely clueless about comparisons between girls.

Perhaps because she had been bullied since childhood, she didn't feel anything when He Ziling gently pushed her just now, and didn't want to make a fuss about it.

In short, as the show began, the girls backstage took to the stage one by one.

Some singers had exceptional voices that amazed the audience; others had terrible, off-key voices that caused the entire audience to burst into laughter.

Of course, in order to boost ratings, there are also some oddballs in the show. There was one who performed nunchaku and ended up on a stretcher, another who did a split and ended up in the hospital, and yet another who was pulled off the show by staff while performing a striptease.

Faced with this overwhelming array of programs and people, Su Jian went from being completely focused at the beginning to becoming indifferent at the end.

"Next up, number 32, Xu Momo."

"Hey!" Hearing the familiar voice, Su Jian perked up and looked at the figure beside her. "Mo Mo, it's your turn."

"call--"

Xu Momo took a deep breath and nervously licked her lips.

"Su Jian, I'm so nervous... Feel it."

Before Su Jian could react, Xu Momo grabbed her hand and placed it on her chest.

"Ok?"

This is a sensation I've never experienced before...

Su Jian was taken aback, then subconsciously clenched her five fingers slightly.

Chapter 9.9. Splatoon

"Hmm~...Su Jian, what are you doing?!"

First, she let out a subconscious gasp, then her face flushed with embarrassment the next second.

Xu Momo glared at herself, and Su Jian quickly withdrew her hand.

"I'm so sorry, I... I didn't mean to."

Xu Momo's expression gradually softened, and she smiled helplessly, "Never mind, I was just joking with you. After all, we're all girls, what's the big deal!"

"Ah...yes, they're all...they're all girls."

Embarrassed and feeling guilty, she lowered her head, looking down at her five fingers while unconsciously squeezing them.

Strange... why did I just suddenly...?

Could it be one of my passive skills?

Su Jian was completely baffled.

"I have to go up now, wait for my good news!"

Su Jian only snapped out of her daze when Xu Momo's footsteps faded into the distance, staring intently at the stage.

Under the spotlight, Xu Momo walked nervously in the light, coughing a few times with obvious anxiety.

"Hello mentors, my name is Xu Momo."

"Begin your performance."

The show had been filming for several hours straight, and the mentors' patience seemed to be wearing thin, making them somewhat indifferent.

Xu Momo seemed to become even more nervous due to the cold attitude, and Su Jian couldn't help but frown.

"Strange... Hasn't Momo participated in many talent shows? Why is she still so nervous?"

Xu Momo on stage was extremely reserved, as if she were performing for the first time.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, she began to sing shakily into the microphone, but even a layman like Su Jian could hear that her voice was trembling.

When the performance ended, there was only a few scattered applause from the audience.

Su Jian craned her neck anxiously and saw that Xu Momo was still gripping the microphone tightly with both hands, her face pale and somewhat distraught.

"Your voice is very good, and you can tell you have a solid foundation, but you're too nervous."

Xu Momo finally received a passing score of 8 points and hurriedly returned to the backstage area.

"Su Jian!" As soon as she stepped off the stage, Xu Momo immediately hugged herself, her expression panicked: "I just..."

"Why are you so nervous?" Su Jian was both surprised and delighted to be hugged by a girl, but she remained calm on the surface. "Haven't you participated in several competitions before?"

“But…” Xu Momo sighed, “Sigh! Every time I get eliminated, it’s because I’m too nervous!”

"what?"

It turns out that Xu Momo didn't debut because of a lack of talent, but because...

"Sigh! I just can't overcome my stage fright, but... I really want to debut."

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's okay..."

Su Jian was also at a loss as to how to help Xu Momo in this special situation.

Fortunately, although her performance was not good, Xu Momo still managed to pass the assessment, which was a relief.

Time passed steadily as the filming progressed, and the people in the studio gradually went from initial excitement to eventual exhaustion.

Su Jian could clearly see that the girls backstage went from being fully focused at the beginning to becoming lazy and disorganized at the end.

Unless their own names are called, almost no one reacts much; everyone just stares blankly at the stage, observing the "enemy situation."

"Next, number 65."

A figure slowly walked onto the stage. Su Jian took a deep breath and suddenly felt her heart racing.

"You're next, Su Jian."

"Um……"

Nodding to Xu Momo, Su Jian nervously swallowed.

I wasn't that nervous before, but now...

The thought of stepping onto the stage and facing the gaze of countless people, while having to disguise herself as a girl, made Su Jian feel lost and helpless.

But time seems to pass very quickly when you're feeling lost.

"Next, number 66."

"Su Jian, it's your turn!"

"Huh? So fast?!"

I was only distracted for a few seconds, how did it become my turn?!

Su Jian hurriedly stood up and looked at number 65 walking off the stage, frantically trying to catch her breath like a headless fly.

"Don't be nervous!" Xu Momo, who was also very nervous when it was her turn, but was unusually calm when advising others, pointed to her chest. "Come on, take a deep breath like me."

"Heave--" Su Jian took a deep breath.

“Then exhale.” Xu Momo nodded. “This will help with nervousness…”

Snapped--!

Before she could finish speaking, the buttons on Su Jian's chest seemed to give way to the inner pressure, and with a bang, they burst open and smashed against the wall.

"I go!"

The buttons on her chest popped open, revealing a narrow, suggestive curve to her previously tightly concealed cleavage.

Su Jian awkwardly pulled her sleeves tight, and Xu Momo, also taken aback, quickly came over.

"Ugh! This clothing is such poor quality!" She scratched her head. "What am I going to do... Su Jian, should we hurry up and..."

"Number 66, it's your turn. Hurry up and come up!"

"I……"

"Go, go, go!"