CEO's Sweetheart is a Super Idol-Chapter 327 - 320 Uncle Bao Arrives

This morning, the show invited the film superstar Uncle Bao to help clear up their questions.

The last episode with Uncle Dong was very effective, and this time the production team played this angle again.

Uncle Bao himself is a very humorous person.

His early struggles at the docks refined his sharp tongue, making his words captivating.

And years of experience have added a layer of life wisdom to his speech.

Besides the playful banter with the ladies,

he also shared his life experiences with them.

"Fangxin, do you have anything to say?"

After a few trainees who had raised their hands spoke, Uncle Bao pointed at Lv Fangxin.

This caused some discomfort among those who had spoken earlier, like Wu Zixuan and Gao Ziyi. They had raised their hands to get the opportunity, but Lv Fangxin was singled out directly.

Initially not wanting to speak, Lv Fangxin had no choice but to stand up with a smile:

"This is my first time participating in a reality show. I think it’s already pretty good that I’ve made it this far." Her voice was filled with exhaustion.

The others gazed at her with eyes full of either envy or complicated emotions.

Lu Bingbing sighed inwardly. She knew that Lv Fangxin was not saying this as mere pleasantries.

Although none of the girls in Galaxy had experiences like Lv Fangxin’s, many shared similar fears and uncertainties deep within.

Jiang Meixing looked at Lv Fangxin with a face full of envy, wishing she could have that kind of courage herself.

"Sometimes, I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold on. I wish this show could wrap up quickly."

Her words shocked everyone, but Chen Yinghan’s gaze surged with emotion as she looked at her close friend.

Yesterday, Lv Fangxin had poured out her heart in tears to Chen Yinghan before falling into a deep sleep. She had intended to wake up earlier than Lv Fangxin, but when she opened her eyes, her friend had already gone out to get breakfast for her.

Lu Xiaoman and Wang Qingyu felt some disdain, thinking that Lv Fangxin was putting on a fake persona.

"Fangxin, it seems you’re under a lot of pressure."

"Yes, my stress wasn’t so overwhelming until yesterday."

"But after yesterday, I really started to feel that intense pressure."

"I used to believe I could dance well, but now I feel completely defeated."

Lv Fangxin’s smile carried a deep bitterness.

Uncle Bao chuckled and said, "It’s certainly challenging. You’re constantly on a rollercoaster; from being unknown when you first joined, to suddenly becoming a sensation now."

Upon hearing this, everyone glanced at Lv Fangxin with smiles.

"You’ll receive all kinds of attention and judgments—positive and negative—but that’s the celebrity life."

"And you’ve reached this point. Could you really go back to an ordinary, quiet life?"

Uncle Bao looked at her seriously, and Lv Fangxin solemnly nodded.

She understood that he was right. She truly couldn’t adapt to a plain lifestyle anymore.

"I believe no matter the outcome, you’ll experience significant growth."

"Thank you, teacher."

Lv Fangxin bowed and sat down.

"Yinghan, now that Fangxin has finished, why don’t you share a few words too?"

Uncle Bao’s words brought about a new set of smiles and glances.

This made Chen Yinghan a bit embarrassed.

Out in public, the two were often referred to as the "Number One CP Duo" of the show.

"I’m just feeling a little anxious!"

"I want to stay here longer because there are people here I don’t want to part with."

As soon as she said this, even Uncle Bao chuckled.

"I hope my fans will make an extra effort to send me to the finals."

Her words immediately stirred unease in some hearts.

Lu Bingbing was one of them. She was well aware of the frenzy among CP fans.

Among those present, aside from the top four contestants, there were two major favorites, and nobody could confidently say they’d secure a spot in the final 22.

If Lv Fangxin’s fans were willing to allocate votes, Chen Yinghan would most likely make it into the 22.

"Best of luck. I’m sure you and your friend will both stand together in the finals." Uncle Bao smiled.

"Yuwei, you’ve been called the Number One Star Idol. Do you have anything to share?"

Uncle Bao’s comment caused Wu Zixuan’s warmth to instantly freeze into resentment, though she quickly masked it with a smile.

Ye Yuwei felt slightly surprised; Uncle Bao’s comment could easily paint a target on her back.

"Thank you for the compliment, Uncle Bao." Ye Yuwei smiled and bowed.

"It’s exhausting here, but what isn’t exhausting?"

"When I was a regular idol in Galaxy, I had to work part-time as a waitress because I couldn’t even afford the cost of living."

"That was tiring too, but it held no promise for the future—this place does."

"I want to become a star, a superstar like you."

Ye Yuwei’s tone was firm, and her eyes brimmed with confidence.

Uncle Bao couldn’t help but laugh, "Excellent. A soldier who doesn’t aspire to be a general isn’t a good soldier. In our line of work, you either want to be a superstar or want more people to witness your creations."

Ye Yuwei was very grateful to Uncle Bao. His response made her ambition seem less arrogant.

The other contestants were also brought into conversation one by one.

Zhang Zijing raised the mic and stood up:

"To be honest, when I first came here, I felt very insecure."

"I’m bad at socializing and grew up without any friends. I didn’t know how to make friends."

"But coming here, I stepped out of my comfort zone and formed my own bonds."

"At the same time, I feel very attached to this place. I love it here."

Zhang Zijing’s words brought a knowing smile to everyone’s face.

While Zhang and Ye Yuwei famously avoided cameras and showed no public signs of closeness, off-camera, the others understood their relationship.

"After this experience, you’ll make even more friends. That’s a reward in itself."

Uncle Bao didn’t fully grasp what Zhang Zijing wanted to convey, so he simply offered these words.

Actually, Uncle Bao could only call out the names of four or five individuals.

This was an indication of their top popularity among the contestants.

Time keeps moving, never pausing.

The next day, all the girls were ordered to board business vehicles.

Although the production team didn’t disclose the purpose of this trip, everyone could guess it was to announce which 22 of them had made it to the finals.

The previous night, everyone had rested well, and the ride was filled with laughter and joy.

Strangely, as farewells loomed, the atmosphere seemed to improve dramatically.

When the vehicles stopped, they found themselves at a dock.

A cruise ship was anchored nearby.

"Could this be a fan meet-and-greet? But isn’t that a cruise ship for tourism?"

The usually quiet Li Shihan suddenly had an outlandish idea.

"Maybe it really is!"

"It does seem plausible. Why else would we be brought to a cruise ship?"

"There must be fans onboard and lots of food, and we’ll probably give them a performance."

Ye Yuwei listened to these wild guesses, thinking that the girls’ intelligence had dropped to unimaginable levels.

Still, she understood. Many of the Galaxy girls had the same mindset.

Being cocooned for so long had caused a disconnect in their understanding of society.

Additionally, brainwashing by fans and agencies had made them develop hard-to-grasp patterns of thought or become trapped in fantasies that the world adored them.

As Ye Yuwei was lost in thought, someone took the initiative.

All the girls ran excitedly toward the cruise ship, and Ye Yuwei had no choice but to follow them, despite finding it ridiculous.

"Yuwei, what song should I sing? If it’s a fan meet-and-greet, we might have to perform solo!" Zhang Zijing asked enthusiastically.

"Probably," Ye Yuwei didn’t have the heart to shatter her friend’s dream.

"Yinghan, let’s perform together when the time comes! I can’t do it alone."

Lv Fangxin glanced at her close friend worriedly.

"Sure! Let’s sing that song, ’Youth.’"

Chen Yinghan, equally excited, had already fallen in love with performing.

Everyone rushed forward with excitement, and upon reaching the deck, they saw there was indeed a large stage. The decorations matched the signature design of their training base.

However, there was no sign of food or fans.

Just as they began to wonder if they’d be surprised later, Long Zitao stepped out.