CEO's Sweetheart is a Super Idol-Chapter 317 - 310: Reading Youth
The one-minute countdown ended.
"Alright, voting is over." Long Zitao’s words instantly made everyone tense.
"Now, let’s move into the segment of unforgettable youth memories."
Long Zitao’s announcement left everyone confused—this wasn’t part of the rehearsal!
Actually, this was indeed part of the show’s planned process, but it had been kept hidden.
During the first show, the stage crew mistakenly gave Long Zitao the wrong script, so it wasn’t mentioned at that time.
"Let’s have Senior Xiong Xiong and one contestant from Wu Zixuan’s team randomly select a founder’s card for sharing on the spot."
Wu Zixuan’s eyes widened at that moment—what kind of process was this? Do I have to pick someone?
Luckily, Long Zitao handed the tricky task over to Senior Xiong Xiong: "Please, Senior, choose someone."
Suddenly, Wu Zixuan’s fans in the audience screamed wildly, their voices almost shattering eardrums.
Senior Xiong Xiong had to follow the popular sentiment: "Alright, our sweet Zixuan!"
Wu Zixuan immediately felt overjoyed, unable to contain her smile on her face.
The others exchanged dim glances, but they couldn’t compete.
"Alright, everyone pick one card."
At this moment, staff pushed out a transparent little box filled with folded slips of paper in various colors.
"Blue, blue!"
The fans shouted loudly from the audience. Completely immersed in excitement, Wu Zixuan didn’t even realize what her fans were chanting. She directly picked a yellow slip.
When she raised it with her signature sweet smile, she finally heard her fans’ voices and instantly felt unbearably awkward.
"I’ll take this one. You pick another blue one." Senior Xiong Xiong stepped in to help ease the situation.
Wu Zixuan felt deeply grateful and reached into the box again to grab another slip.
The two began reading the words written on the slips aloud.
Senior Xiong Xiong: "The most worthwhile thing I did back then was through a radio..."
He paused for a moment: "Radio! For this age group..."
His tone implied surprise—still chasing these little sweet beans at this age? Seems like men are forever young at heart!
"Through a radio, I discovered media and started writing letters to radio stations without wavering."
Wu Zixuan also felt embarrassed—are there really so many middle-aged uncles among her fans?
She didn’t have time to think too much and started reading the slip in her hand:
"Alright, back in high school during the national exams, the senior and first-year classrooms were in opposite buildings. On a dark and windy night..."
This instantly piqued everyone’s interest. An intrigued Long Zitao even leaned forward to look.
"...we cheered for our friends across the building, hang in there!" Wu Zixuan instantly felt it was anticlimactic.
"We all rushed out to watch and joined in the cheering. That moment passed, and it felt bittersweet to let it go." It turned out to recount a small event.
"Alright, sharing is over. Now the results from earlier voting have been finalized."
At that moment, Luo Junxiang and Tian Jiaxuan, who had been watching the show, were suddenly called out:
"Brother Zhu, Sister Jiaxuan, who do you think is this round’s Like King?"
Both froze—was Long Zitao deliberately putting them on the spot?
Several girls and the audience’s attention instantly shifted toward them.
"It’s hard to say, really hard to say, impossible to choose." Tian Jiaxuan quickly dodged the question.
"But didn’t you just write down who you thought was the best?"
Long Zitao continued to press, clearly aiming to create a dramatic effect for the show.
"The person I chose isn’t in this group."
"Mine isn’t in this group either." Luo Junxiang immediately chimed in, full of survival instincts.
The entire crowd burst out laughing—the two of them were hilariously evasive.
"Alright, congratulations to Wu Zixuan."
Wu Zixuan, who had been holding her breath, suddenly let out a sigh of relief. This time, she finally earned the Like King title she wanted.
"Thank you, thank you!"
"I’d like to especially thank everyone who has accompanied me in chasing my dreams. Along the way, I’ve had doubts, felt heartbreak, suffered, and questioned myself."
"But as Teacher Tian Jiaxuan once said, we have to be our own unique selves."
These words came straight from her heart, though she knew she still couldn’t become her authentic self. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
She had been fixed into the "sweet sister" persona. How could she ever be a cool girl?
Unless, of course, she no longer wanted to secure her spot to debut.
"Up next, we have a performance from Meng Meixuan’s team."
Long Zitao’s announcement immediately stirred loud cheers from the audience—Meng Meixuan’s popularity was still soaring.
"Joining them is Senior Xiao Xiao."
This statement excited many girls, while some were displeased.
The unhappy ones were Meng Meixuan’s "girlfriend fans."
To them, male seniors were always viewed with suspicion.
As the group took the stage, their style was very Hong Kong and vintage, resembling characters on the covers of 1980s movie magazines.
Amongst the group, Liu Feiyu stood out the most—she was tall, elegant, and beautiful.
Senior Xiao Xiao was also strikingly youthful, like a dashing boy straight out of a manga.
Meng Meixuan shone brightly today too, wearing two earrings roughly half the size of her hands.
Meanwhile, Jiang Mengqi donned twin ponytails, likely aiming to showcase her youthful side.
But the hairstyle didn’t suit her—her round face looked heavier on camera.
Her forehead was prominent, and her nose was short, which highlighted her facial shortcomings.
Her most flattering hairstyle involved something that concealed her forehead or didn’t draw attention to her face.
"Hello everyone, we are the most beautiful..."
"Senior Xiao Xiao and your girls!"
Meng Meixuan led the introduction, while the others joined in a shout, drawing roaring cheers from the crowd.
The training process had been mostly smooth, except for Gao Ziyi.
To maintain her "comedian" persona, she frequently did baffling things that undermined the group’s collective interests.
Rather than focusing on serious training, she always wanted to take breaks, inserting jokes and interruptions.
In her mind, singing and dancing were secondary—her persona was what mattered most.
She even secretly imagined herself as Lv Fangxin’s character.
At times, she even considered the idea of initiating a CP pairing with Lv Fangxin.
Amidst this, Meng Meixuan could only coax and scare Gao Ziyi into compliance.
Thankfully, her identity as the "big boss" still kept everyone in line, and Gao Ziyi’s background in girl groups gave her an instinctive deference to leadership.
Jiang Mengqi from the same company felt embarrassed by Gao Ziyi’s behavior.
As a girl group member, it was shameful not to train properly. Where was the sense of collective honor?
Still, Jiang Mengqi couldn’t speak up—soft words wouldn’t help; harsh ones would hurt feelings.
Moreover, others might just laugh at her, considering they came here together.
Wang Tingting also had issues with Gao Ziyi.
Ever since winning the Like King title during the second public performance, her confidence had soared.
She practiced obsessively every day, feeling she might have a shot at making it to the third public performance.
She wanted a flawless presentation on stage.
But as she wasn’t the leader, she couldn’t say anything. Instead, she chose to train alongside Li Zimeng, who wasn’t skilled at dancing, and the two got along well.
As the previous Like King titleholder with the most wins so far, Wang Tingting’s pressure was unimaginable to outsiders.
Although her good habits kept her graceful every day, her heart remained weighed down.
She had heard many people call her "royalty"—a heavily promoted pick.
Though exceptionally talented, she considered this label a disgrace.
On top of that—she was a foreigner.
She suspected Penguin might consider the foreign market and give her a debut spot.
But with no domestic popularity post-debut, she wouldn’t receive any local resources.
Why had she traveled such a long distance to pursue fame?
Precisely because of the market here and its vast influence.
She also had Yang Ni, who hailed from the same country as her.
The two knew each other beforehand and were close due to their shared heritage, but they hadn’t exchanged a single word since coming here.
Both understood what the other was thinking—competition was merciless.
She feared that Penguin might ultimately choose Yang Ni over her.
While Yang Ni had a constant stream of scandals, her fanbase far exceeded hers.
Thus, she pushed herself to extraordinary lengths during practice sessions.
