Chapter 27: Not Everything Goes as Planned

  Night falls quietly, the stage lights have begun to flash, and there are too many participants and non-participants gathered below, but more are onlookers.

  I and Liang Xue sat quietly at the bottom of the stage, waiting for Zhao Jun's appearance after more than ten seconds.

  In a flash, Zhao Jun appeared under the suddenly lit strobe light.

  He stood with his back to the audience, wearing a black hip-hop windbreaker, and a large hat on the windbreaker covered his head, looking like a mysterious masked guest.

  The music suddenly started up, Zhao Jun still had his back to the audience, and the song was a melody of Korean music.

  Although I couldn't tell what song it was, the strong rhythm was enough to make people dance along.

  We see Zhao Jun's body start to move in rhythm with the music, his limbs moving mechanically as he slowly turns around to face the audience.

  After Zhao Jun turned around, the brim of his hat covered half of his face, but those two dimples were still faintly visible, as well as his sexy lips.

  At this moment, a scream erupted from the entire audience.

  Zhao Jun's opening dance was accompanied by an electronic music piece that mobilized the atmosphere of the entire venue from the first few dozen seconds.

  I suddenly feel that he is indeed a person who is difficult to fathom, normally showing us the appearance of a decent young master, but now it's a playful and unscrupulous tone. What kind of potential or story does he have to have such a charming personality, making Jiang Yun crazy like warm water, and Liang Xue infatuated with his aura?

  I turned my head to look at Liang Xue beside me, and gave her a hard push. My action obviously startled her, she was really too absorbed in watching.

  Liang Xue glared at me fiercely and said: "What's wrong with you! You scared me to death!"

  "Do you know where Jiang Yun went? She should be here too, it's such a big show for Zhao Jun, she shouldn't miss it."

  "I don't know! I should probably go take a peek somewhere. Haven't you heard? After she returned that black umbrella to Zhao Jun for you that day, she became sulky again, as if Zhao Jun had told her that there was no possibility of them being together."

  After listening to Liang Xue's words, I looked around in all directions, trying to find Jiang Yun's figure, but it was too dark and there were too many people, so I couldn't see the people around me clearly.

  I suddenly feel that Jiang Yun is too small, in the crowd and even more so in front of Zhao Jun. She always plays the role of a weak and fragile person, a crazy lover, a person who throws an egg against a rock. My heart aches for her one-sided love, but I am powerless to help.

  Zhao Jun's opening dance has ended, the lights have gradually dimmed, and after another round of applause from the audience, some calmness was finally restored.

  As the audience's applause gradually subsided, suddenly, a "Zhao Jun I love you" came from the back of the crowd, the voice was sharp and powerful but somewhat hoarse.

  After hearing the sound, everyone turned their heads together and looked towards the source of the sound. Amidst the crowd, I seemed to have caught a glimpse of Jiang Yun's frail figure standing upright, swaying slightly.

  Of course, the audience didn't pay much attention to this "I love you Zhao Jun". In their eyes, it was just a small joke.

  But at this moment, Liang Xue and I looked at each other, then simultaneously let out a deep sigh. Because we knew Jiang Yun too well, so we pitied her and felt heartache for her.

  Soon, the top ten contestants all completed their dance smoothly. I watched as each contestant stepped down from the stage with a flushed face, looking relieved and carefree from the inside out.

  I nervously fiddled with the number 15 sign in my hand, watching as the competition was soon to be mine, followed by Zhu Yang and Li Yue's Latin dance at number 17.

  Although I don't have a must-win determination, for me, having the opportunity to go on stage is already very good.

  I took off my jacket, stretched a bit and got ready to go backstage.

  Just then, the phone rang inopportunely.

  I opened my phone and it was Fang Wenke's call. He must be calling to cheer me up, even though he was drunk.

  But things don't always go as planned in this world.