I'm busking on the streets with my kid, and my domineering CEO is helping me break into the mus

In Yang Xue's view, smearing the other party's reputation with mud is just an appetizer.

The revenge she promised Gao Linlin was based on completely destroying the other person's life.

Is it ruthless...? Perhaps a little.

For Yang Xue, "benevolence" is more like a beautiful garment, a dignified adornment for the upper class as "human beings".

But once you reach the beastly world at the bottom, this veneer of dignity will become increasingly thin.

Yang Xue transitioned from a wild animal to a human, so naturally she longed for a beautiful appearance.

But she still retains her animalistic nature deep down.

She would drag those she hated into the world of beasts and ravage them to death.

The host announced that the accusation of Yang Xue's "plagiarism" had been established.

The group in the square immediately erupted in enthusiastic cheers.

Yang Xue countered the same punch with a backhand, which was truly gratifying.

Currently, the official platform's live stream has reached 60 online viewers, which can be seen on the top page.

The total amount of gifts and rewards given to the two teams reached 40 yuan.

Moreover, both the number of participants and the amount of money donated are still increasing.

Next came the 10-minute voting session.

Hip-hop group faction.

After being rejected by the judges and ridiculed by netizens, everyone looked numb.

And Parker, the group's ray of hope, who loved to show off and be cool, has vanished without a trace...

He made a "tactical retreat" after a hysterical shout.

Of course, many people also looked completely bewildered.

A team with 1500 million followers lost...?

They simply couldn't accept this fact.

"Brothers, please give me some support!"

"When things are really urgent, everyone votes for the hip-hop group!"

"If we win, we will give away 5 yuan in red envelopes in the live broadcast room tomorrow night."

"There's also the perk of one-on-one private tutoring from a senior student!"

At that moment, a team leader in charge of account operations frantically opened a live stream, attempting a last-ditch effort.

In order to gain support, Zou Kai ordered other administrators to remove him from the blacklist.

Among the tens of thousands of fans, many were carrying fan signs; having been detained for so long, they must have realized their mistake.

This vote is their best chance to "make amends".

With this expectation in mind, the management of the account started the vote-soliciting process.

However, what followed was a barrage of sarcastic and mocking comments from haters.

[Haha, the Banana Man team is still thinking of making a comeback?]

[Dude, it's 4202 already, you really don't think all 1500 million followers are just random characters, do you?]

[You don't really think that if you can bribe the people at the scene, you can bribe the entire internet? While you have many fans, you have even more haters!]

[You're only now facing death and desperately seeking help; where has your initial arrogance gone?]

[Heh, plagiarism team! I still prefer your arrogant and unrestrained style.]

There's a saying that really suits you right now: what goes around comes around!

At this moment, more than 15 people are watching the Hip Hop Group's live stream.

But at least half of these people came to watch the spectacle, while the other half came to hurl insults.

Seeing that the square dance team had a 73% approval rating in the data column on the right, while their approval rate was gradually falling behind, the manager finally lost his temper.

"Why! Why can't you stand to see us doing well! Why do you love kicking us when we're down!"

"Why?! What did we do wrong?!"

"You bunch of ingrates! If we hadn't freed you from the blacklist, you would never have been able to speak for the rest of your lives!"

His eyes were bloodshot as he hysterically shouted into his phone.

An indescribable sense of grievance and sadness spread through his heart.

Of course, he wasn't the only one who felt this way.

The average age of the hip-hop group is no more than 22 years old.

They are generally students who are deeply protected by their families.

They were spoiled and pampered from a young age.

They were arrogant and domineering, believing that everything must be based on him and that everything must go according to his wishes.

Even if he has made a mistake, there are people who will carefully remain silent to protect his dignity.

How could they possibly care about other people's feelings, or sincerely repent?

Parents spoiling their children doesn't mean society will spoil them too.

His hysteria didn't bring him comfort, but rather a barrage of ridicule and mockery.

【Ha, why? You should ask the old man at the hospital why!】

[Thank you so much for your magnanimity, no, I should say your "imperial grace"! In gratitude, I cast my vote for square dancing.]

[You all use "laughing" to express how others react to being red-faced, so hurry up and laugh now! Why aren't you laughing?]

[I only said "that's not right" that day, and you banned me. Ha, now you're letting me go to get votes? Have I really become a tool?]

[I donated 3 yuan to the hip-hop group, and you just banned me like that!]

[Huh? So your hip-hop group also has "why" and "by what right" in their dictionary...?]

Think carefully about what you've done in the past, you trash!

Faced with this feedback, Zou Kai, who was slumped in the chair, suddenly stood up slowly, and his eyes regained some of their sparkle.

The intense sense of defeat caused him to lose his ability to think and judge for a time, to the point that he was extremely frustrated during the most crucial campaigning action.

But as his emotions settled, he realized he hadn't completely lost yet, but that would make his victory humiliating and bring him shame to his future career.

Seeing the bewildered looks in his teammates' eyes, Zou Kai still made a decision.

He quietly walked out from backstage and into the emergency exit.

After repeatedly confirming that no one was around, he took a deep breath and finally dialed his father, Zou Dayong's, phone number.

"Dad, I'm sorry, we...we lost the game..."

Zou Kai spoke in a calm and composed tone, expressing the fact he did not want to accept.

His face no longer held its previous vigor; instead, it showed a weariness and haggardness unbecoming of his age.

After a long pause, Zou Dayong's shock and confusion came from the other end of the phone.

What?! We lost the game?!

You lost to a group of elderly women dancing in the square...?

Zou Dayong's tone was filled with strong skepticism.

Zou Kai licked his chapped lips and explained, somewhat aggrieved:

"Dad, the opponent is stronger than we imagined, much stronger."

"Even with senior Parker personally backing them up, they still lost..."

"I...we really did our best."

"Could you handle this on your end...?"

Towards the end, Zou Kai's tone became somewhat pleading.

Your brother has always been good at both causing and resolving trouble.

And you? Every time you cause trouble, you bring it up with me, and I have to swallow my pride and ask you all sorts of questions!

[You can't just sit idly by and take on responsibilities; you're not improving your studies, and you can't even manage the Youth League members!]

Zou Kai wanted to defend himself after hearing this, but he held back.

He was relieved that the place was deserted.

After a few seconds of silence, Zou Kai clenched his fists and said in a slightly hoarse voice:

"Dad, I'm sorry to have disappointed you."

"But we can't lose our business; our annual profits are close to a million. You see..."

A heavy sigh came from the other end of the phone, and Zou Dayong said in an icy tone:

Go back and wait for my letter! Keep an eye on your lackeys from now on, and make sure they don't cause any more trouble!

[Hmph...you're nowhere near as good as your brother!]

The phone call ended as soon as he finished speaking.

Zou Kai leaned wearily against the wall, his body slowly sliding down to the ground.

...

In a zero-sum game, for every person who is sad, there is bound to be someone who is happy.

The square dancers won the round without any doubt, with 82% of the vote.

The crowd cheered and jumped for joy.

The elderly people were so happy that they even started dancing on the spot, which looked quite cute.

Zhu Yan was stunned for a long time, feeling that all of this was too unreal, like a dream.

So, we just got an S-class venue like that?

Unable to believe what she was seeing, she pinched the equally agitated Jiang Xiaolong hard, which angered him so much that he started cursing.

This time, Zhu Yan believed it; it was true!

Gao Linlin, who was lying on the chair, struggled to sit up. With the persuasion of the elderly people, she calmed down.

Having clearly seen Parker's angry departure during the live stream, he finally felt relieved.

To express her joy, Gao Linlin picked up Yang Zhiyao, who was resting nearby, and rubbed and kissed her.

This little girl won two games in a row, which made her extremely happy.

Right now, everyone in the square dance group is all smiles, except for Yang Xue, who is still standing on the stage.

Her expression was serious, her eyes fixed on the VIP section.

Waiting for the real match!