Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

The matches in Group A are this morning.

Mo Tao's exhibition match was ribbon gymnastics, and she was as strong as ever.

【Ribbon Rhythmic Gymnastics】As a discipline of rhythmic gymnastics, it has attracted the attention of countless viewers with its unique charm and high level of artistry.

In rhythmic gymnastics, compared to trainees who have never had a rhythmic gymnastics background, Mo Tao, who comes from a rhythmic gymnastics background, can be considered a relatively professional "competitor".

The girl wore a dark blue gymnastics outfit studded with fine diamonds, and blue and orange eyeshadow with floral and bird patterns was applied to her eyes. The warm yellow light slanted down, and her eyes were both enchanting and beautiful as they moved.

Mo Tao gave an elegant bow, deftly twirling the ribbon in her hand.

The fans screamed.

The girl knelt on the ground, her eyes closed, her soft-soled dance shoes stepping on blue and orange ribbons, her swan-like neck gracefully raised.

Wow, what a different daughter she is!

I love this eye makeup so much! Does anyone know why?

[My daughter walked in so confidently! Mom loves it!]

The energetic young woman chose a catchy tune called "Break the Sword of Justice."

The orchestral music and bass drum intertwine, creating a lively and rhythmic sound.

The rhythm began, and Mo Tao, supporting herself with her right hand, nimbly flipped herself up, the ribbons swaying like snakes.

The girl abandoned her usual sweet demeanor, her eyes focused and sharp, as if paying tribute to her profession, as she held the ribbons in her hands and drew huge spiral arcs in the air.

Wow, that's a powerful aura!

The stadium was brightly lit, and the audience's eyes were focused on the girl in the center of the arena.

A perfect fusion of movement and flowing ribbons.

The ribbons seemed to come alive in Mo Tao's hands, displaying various beautiful shapes as she jumped, spun, and stretched.

Do you miss it? It's an extremely familiar feeling.

Everything before her eyes seemed to overlap with her teenage years, and she sensed an unusual, tense atmosphere in the air.

Mo Tao didn't know how she felt; she just felt like it was all a dream.

A dream filled with regret.

But this time——

Mo Tao smiled, her eyes sparkling. With elegant dance moves and precise technique, she controlled the ribbon in her hand to draw dazzling trajectories in the air.

Perhaps the ribbons represent her unfulfilled dreams.

The rhythm changes—but she doesn't follow the rhythm; rather, it's as if the rhythm follows her.

This performance routine includes a variety of complex techniques and movements, such as throwing and catching, circling, or creating waves and spirals. These movements test the performer's physical fitness and, more importantly, their fine skills in controlling the ribbon.

[Oh my god? A fairy has descended?]

[I'm so upset, this is Peach's unfinished match!]

[Tears streaming down her face. Little Peach injured her ankle during training, and then she couldn't jump during the competition, which caused a second injury to her ankle, preventing her from continuing the performance.]

You took a two-year break back then, right? Are you alright now?

Bo Bing also looked at the energetic girls in the arena, somewhat touched by their unrestrained emotional performance.

He was familiar with this competition format.

Because this was a proposal that Feng Tianhan had worked on—although at the time he didn't know it was a plan for the program's flow, he simply glanced at it and handed it over to his secretary to handle.

Even before Yin Su showed it to him, Bo Bing already had a general idea of ​​the competition format and the rules of the subsequent competition.

He was just waiting.

Can a butterfly in its past life also cause tsunamis and typhoons?

Bo Bing looked at Mo Tao in the middle of the stage.

— Genuine feelings are the most touching.

Her performance was full of rhythm and creativity, with ribbons fluttering around her like a dazzling rainbow.

During the climax of the music, she completed a difficult combination of movements, including continuous jumps and spins, with ribbons fluttering and flashing like mysterious spiral symbols.

This was the spot where Mo Tao had failed to jump that year, but this time, the girl landed steadily on the ground.

The girl danced, like a flower growing out of a desolate place.

The ribbons reflected a warm yellow light, forming a huge ring behind her, like a blazing sun representing the laws of justice.

Then, in an instant.

The music stopped, and Mo Tao ended her performance with an elegant landing.

The entire audience stood up and applauded, cheering for her outstanding performance.

【Your Highness! I love you!】

Oh my god, I'm crying my eyes out!

[Thank you to the production team for making my little peach's dream come true!!!]

[Qu Long, I love you so much!]

Wen Yuan and Bo Bing couldn't help but applaud.

“Xiao Yang and Wen Qing are in trouble now,” Wen Yuan said with a sly smile. “Xiao Yang is probably quite flustered right now. It’s his fault for not coming to box with me.”

“After all,” Bo Bing smiled, “there was a gem first.”

With such precious gems, others naturally pale in comparison.

Mo Tao bowed, her face beaming with an undisguised smile, pure and vibrant.

She couldn't escape the shadow of her failure; ten years of practice had all come to naught, something no one could ignore.

She had practiced this gymnastics dance countless times in private. It was intense, technically difficult, and had a fragmented rhythm, but she could almost recite every pause by heart.

After learning that the program team was going to give her this opportunity, she spent every day in the gymnastics training room.

This is the stage she has always dreamed of.

Yin Su smiled and looked at Bo Bing on the stage.

Before Bo Bing could even look away from Mo Tao, she saw her adopted son's meaningful gaze.

Their eyes met briefly before looking away.

Bo Bing suddenly lowered her head, pretending nothing had happened as she looked at the LED strip at her feet.

There was a strange feeling.

Yin Su seemed to have become a link between his two lives, giving him a strange sense of peace. Perhaps it wasn't peace of mind, but rather the feeling that someone could satisfy his desire to confide in someone.

Was I actually someone who was afraid of being alone?

He couldn't explain it clearly.

My past life was like a dream, Bo Bing thought.

A dream filled with regret.