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Chapter 72

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Ji Cheng and Lui Chien-chien stopped arguing with Zhou Linna and went to watch the livestream.

The number of votes for Black Swan in the live streaming room shot up like a rocket …

"F * ck, which great god is this justice from the heavens?!"

The rhythm of the bullet screen also changed in an instant.

[Black Swan is so handsome!]

[Black Swan is so powerful!]

[I vote for Black Swan if I have to bow down to beauty!]

[Young Master, you are right, let's vote for Black Swan!]

[Black Swan is more handsome than Young Master, let's vote for Black Swan!]

….

Zhu Xiaoqin saw that Gu Weiwei's votes were rising rapidly and were about to catch up with Zheng Yuan's.

Zhou Linna's exquisitely made-up face was contorted in anger.

"What is going on?!"

Before Zhu Xiaoqin and Ye Mei could figure out why the votes were rising, the girls in the dance class screamed excitedly.

"Ahhhhhh, it is Shiyi!"

"Shiyi is watching the livestream, Shiyi is supporting Mu Weiwei!"

"Wow, he is indeed my idol!"

….

Who was Shiyi?

He was one of the most popular young men in Hua Country and even in Asia. He had 50 million fans on Weibo and was very good-looking. His concerts were always sold out and he was the spokesperson for all the famous brands.

More importantly, he was Fu Shiyi, the third master of the Fu's Enterprise, the most powerful financial group in Hua Country.

Lui Chien-chien could not believe it. She clicked on the Weibo page and saw that Shiyi had shared the livestream with one sentence.

[Black Swan is more handsome than me, I am not convinced!]

Then two of Fu Shiyi's friends in the entertainment industry also reposted the post.

[Black Swan is indeed more handsome than you!]

[Black Swan is indeed more handsome than you + 1]

The livestream, which had only been watched by 200,000 people, was now watched by almost a million people within a few minutes and the popularity was still rising.

Gu Weiwei, who had been behind by hundreds of thousands of votes, was also gaining in votes within three minutes and had surpassed Zheng Yuan.

Ji Cheng, Lui Chien-chien, and the girls from the dance class hugged each other excitedly, jumping and screaming.

Zhou Linna and Zhu Xiaoqin were obviously not convinced and snorted disdainfully.

"So what if you have more votes? Surpass Zheng Yuan if you have the ability."

"That's right. I've already tagged the Capital Ballet Troupe and the Royal Ballet Troupe on their official Weibo accounts. They're very clear about their amateur and professional skills!"

On the stage.

Gu Weiwei and Zheng Yuanshi performed a five-position spin to the music, hugging a leg, jumping in the air, and other difficult challenges.

Zheng Yuan gritted her teeth inwardly when she saw Gu Weiwei landing gracefully after the jump.

"Since it's hard to determine who's better, then let's compete in the most difficult one, which is to swing the whip."

Gu Weiwei had an elegant figure. Coupled with the enchanting makeup on her face, she was as arrogant as a queen.

"As you wish."

The music suddenly changed into a variation. The two of them stretched out their arms at the same time and lifted their right legs to spin.

Zheng Yuanshi's record was 26 revolutions. She was confident that Mu Weiwei could not beat her in this unique skill.

She thought that Mu Weiwei would give up after 10 revolutions. However, after 20 revolutions, not only did Mu Weiwei not stop, but his every movement was so standard and perfect that it could be described as a textbook.

Zheng Yuanshi was anxious. She spun faster, trying to break the record and beat Mu Weiwei.

However, under the sudden force, her left leg suddenly cracked. She could no longer maintain her balance and fell on the stage.

Gu Weiwei finished 32 revolutions gracefully and calmly. Her right leg landed lightly on the ground. She bowed slightly to the audience and the live camera as a curtain call.

The bullet screen was in an uproar.

[What the f * ck, the legendary 32 revolutions!]

[I kneel down with a thud]

[My knees are broken!]

[I kneel down to you!]

[Mom asks me why I'm kneeling down to look at my phone]

[Black Swan is domineering!]



Black Swan spun gracefully. A perfect curtain call.

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