"Wow, she’s absolutely stunning! Are we sure this girl is from our school?"
"Yeah, how co we’ve never seen her before!"
"Does anyone know which class she’s in? What’s her na? Tell ! I’m desperate!"
The crowd instantly erupted, the level of commotion no less intense than the scene earlier when Xia Shiyi had appeared.
The girl wore a pair of crystal-like high heels, luxurious yet understated.
She was dressed in a red Lolita princess dress, the layers of skirts cascading downward.
Chestnut-colored wavy hair flowed loosely down her back, with a small black hat clipped atop the left side of her head.
The dress wasn’t particularly figure-hugging, yet it accentuated her shapely and delicate physique.
She had the appearance of blunt bangs paired with an innocent, doll-like face.
But her figure? Absolutely stunning! A perfect golden ratio.
Eyes were fixed onto her porcelain-like face, so flawless it resembled a doll’s features.
Oh my god, oh my god...
So of the guys present had already started wiping at their noses...
An Ran’s voice trembled with excitent, "Xi..."
"Shhh—"
Xiyan blinked her left eye and raised a finger to her lips, signaling An Ran to hold back from calling out her na.
To match the princess dress, she wore long white gloves, and with this motion, this expression, she was sheer enchantnt.
She curled her lips into a smile that was radiant as the stars.
"The trump card is usually revealed last—doesn’t that make the slap-in-the-face ga much more fun?"
An Ran quickly clamped her hand over her mouth, tears began to well up.
But she was just so excited—what could she do??
Oh my god, oh my god, her bestie is the most beautiful in the entire universe!
She’s Sumr. Sumr has truly returned!!
Just monts ago, watching Xiyan walk over like a princess, An Ran felt the urge to cry.
She couldn’t stop herself from wanting to cry.
Because An Ran could already see the future—Xiyan, no, Sumr—standing once more under those dazzling stage spotlights.
Just like five years ago.
She would win back the admiration of everyone!
An Ran held back her tears by sheer willpower, "I’ve already scouted out the venue for you. Let take you to your interview group now..."
-
She escorted Xiyan to the entrance of the seventh interview group.
Standing outside, An Ran waved her little hands, "Good luck! I’ll be waiting for you here, praying for you."
"Okay." Xiyan turned to glance back and flashed a dazzling smile.
That smile instantly obliterated the group of boys trailing behind her.
"Holy crap, she just smiled at !"
"Get lost! Clearly, she was smiling in my direction! Ahhhhh!"
"She really looks like a two-dinsional ani girl, like she walked straight out of a cartoon. I’m dying! Which class is she from? I need to win her over!!"
The unveiled Xiyan was breathtakingly gorgeous.
But she possessed a beauty that held no trace of aggression.
Mu Zeyu had once said that Xiyan’s looks had a natural charm, earning her favorable impressions from both n and won.
That so-called "audience affinity."
So people are simply born to be perforrs.
Just like Xiyan.
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Xiyan was in Group Seven, while Xia Shiyi was participating in the first group’s audition round.
Her interview went incredibly smoothly; she was practically passed in seconds.
Xia Shiyi’s gaze arrogantly swept over the surrounding contenders.
Hah, this audition was absolutely trivial.
These people were absolutely out of their league.
The final spokesperson would undoubtedly be her!
She was going to be bigger, brighter, more famous.
A hundred tis more famous than Xia Xiyan had ever been five years ago.
She was going to climb to a height that Xia Xiyan could never even dream of reaching!
Just then, two girls walked past Xia Shiyi while chatting idly.
"Hey, have you heard? Over at Group Seven, a girl suddenly popped up who’s insanely popular!"
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