Master Zhan, your daughter has gone out to catch ghosts again.

The makeup artist led Jinxi into a clean, tidy, and bright dressing room.

"From now on, you'll be doing your makeup here. This will be your personal dressing room. I'll be your personal makeup artist, and I look forward to working with you." The makeup artist glanced at Jin Xi's makeup, a hint of amazement flashing in her eyes.

"Thank you, please take care of me in the future," Imanishi replied with a smile.

The makeup artist looked at the girl, who always had a smile on her face, as if she had no worries at all.

How did you get here?

Suddenly, Zhan Luya barged in, saw Jin Xi, and said angrily.

Zhan Luya's dressing room was next door. She only found out from the whispers of the makeup artists that someone had arranged for a contestant with no connections to be in the dressing room next to hers. She wanted to see who had such a big face that they could have a dressing room next to hers.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Jinxi, whom I hated the most.

"What's it to you? Do you live by the sea? Why do you care what other people do?"

"You..." Zhan Luya was so angry she couldn't speak, and took it out on the makeup artist, "Get out."

The makeup artist, not daring to offend Zhan Luya, slunk away.

"Jinxi, you're not being kept by some sugar daddy, are you? Otherwise, how could you have a private dressing room?" Zhan Luya looked at Jinxi with disdain in her eyes, finding him unclean no matter how she looked at him.

"Zhan Luya, your mouth is for eating, drinking, and speaking properly. If you dare to spew nonsense again, I won't be polite." Jin Xi retorted, calmly warning Zhan Luya in the face of her malicious rumors.

"you……"

Zhan Luya was so angry that she choked, glaring fiercely at Jin Xi, unable to speak for a long time.

"Then tell me, why are you here?" Zhan Luya asked, linking arms with her.

"What's it to you? It's like you're meddling in other people's business. You've got some nerve." Jinxi saw that it was getting late, so she turned around and sat down at the vanity to prepare for makeup.

"you……"

"What do you mean, 'you, you, you'? Are you stuttering? Can't you speak properly? I have a phobia of stupidity. Get out of here."

Zhan Luya glared angrily, ready to attack.

Imanishi reminded her, "The final is about to begin. Do you want to become my defeated opponent again?"

Zhan Luya glanced at the time, glared at Jin Xi for a long time, and then had no choice but to leave.

There would be plenty of opportunities to teach Jinxi a lesson later, so there was no need to rush. He turned and left.

After Zhan Luya left, the makeup artist came in and started applying makeup to Jin Xi.

Jinxi was also very curious about who had given her special access to a private dressing room.

She asked the makeup artist.

The makeup artist got excited and said, "It's a young man holding a child. He's very handsome. I've never seen such a handsome man in my life. Hey, Ms. Jinxi, tell me honestly, are those your husband and daughter?"

A young man holding a baby—could it be Zhan Guiting and Yoyo?

"Please, sister, I've been single for eighteen years, I've never even touched a man's hand, so where would I get a husband and children?" Jinxi explained.

"But that child does look somewhat like you."

Yoyo and she do have some resemblance, perhaps because they became friends and started to share similarities.

Soon, the finals will begin, and all departments are ready.

In the finals, only ten contestants remained who stood out, but in the final competition, there were only three spots for debut; everyone else would be eliminated from the stage.

Jinxi has no special background, so the production team chose her as the final performer.

Qin Yimo, Zhan Weiguo, and Zhan Guiting sat in the first row, with a wide view.

Yoyo didn't seem interested; she kept eating her snacks without even lifting her head.

When Zhan Luya appeared, Yoyo didn't even glance at her.

Qin Yimo showed her her aunt, but the little girl was only engrossed in snacks.

After what seemed like an eternity, the host mentioned Jinxi's name, and the little girl suddenly looked up, her big eyes darting around the stage, waiting for her aunt to appear.

Amid cheers from the crowd, Jinxi walked onto the stage from backstage. There was no special way she made her entrance; her steps were calm and unhurried, as if she were the master of this stage, her eyes filled with absolute confidence.

The lights focused, and the music started.

Jinxi adjusted the microphone in her ear and began to sing.

Her singing voice, clear and captivating, won over all the audience.

As the music played, her dance captivated the audience; every movement exuded youthful energy and confidence, eliciting screams from the crowd.

In just three short minutes, Jinxi's performance captivated the audience for a very long time.

"Wa ...

Yoyo cheered and applauded for Jinxi, becoming her little fangirl.

Qin Yimo looked at him and thought, "Oh dear, has this child mistaken his aunt for someone else?"

YoYo remained unmoved by Zhan Luya's brilliant performance, yet she cheered and supported this stranger with such enthusiasm.

Qin Yimo couldn't understand why.

Zhan Guiting smiled with satisfaction and clapped his hands.

Zhan Luya, standing backstage watching the commotion on and off stage, was so angry that her long fingernails dug into her flesh, but she didn't even notice.

Why does Jinxi always have to fight and take things from me?

"Yaya, it's time to go on stage."

Someone called her name.

Zhan Luya composed herself, took a deep breath, and went on stage to accept the results.

Ten vibrant young men and women stood hopefully in the center of the stage, ready to face the judgment of fate.

The host received the ranking list, went on stage, and announced the rankings to keep the audience in suspense.

In the end, Jinxi was the champion, Qizhiqi was the runner-up, and Zhanluya was the third place winner.

This ranking was both unexpected and yet perfectly reasonable.

Surprisingly, Zhan Luya was the third runner-up. Given her status, the production team didn't give her the title of champion. After all, champion, third runner-up, and runner-up are all the same; they can all debut smoothly. It's just that the ranking sounds better.

It's reasonable to think that Jinxi is the champion, and it's well-deserved.

Over the past month of recording the program, everyone has witnessed Jinxi's talent and hard work.

Backstage, dressing room

Jinxi is removing her makeup, preparing to attend a celebration banquet.

"Little Auntie~"

A sweet, childlike voice reached her ears, and Jinxi immediately recognized it as Yoyo. She stood up and squatted down in front of Yoyo, saying, "Yoyo."

"Auntie, you're so amazing! Oh my, I love you so much, Auntie!"

The little one hugged his aunt and acted affectionately.

Zhan Guiting looked at the little guy, feeling helpless.

"Thank you Baby."

Jin Xi looked up, noticed Zhan Guiting, and said gratefully, "Thank you."

Zhan Guiting knew what he was thanking her for, so he just smiled faintly and then gave her a bouquet of baby's breath.

Jinxi was overjoyed; this was the first bouquet of flowers she had ever received.

"Thank you."

Jinxi accepted the flowers, tears welling up in her eyes.

This is not just an ordinary bouquet of flowers, but a sign of affirmation from someone.

From childhood to adulthood, Jinxi grew up under all kinds of suppression. No matter what she wanted to do, her family, relatives, friends and everyone around her would verbally attack her, thinking that she was fantasizing and had high aspirations but low abilities.

Now, she has succeeded, and all the grievances she has accumulated over the years have been released.

The dressing room door was open, and Wen Zijin happened to pass by the door and saw Zhan Guiting giving flowers to Jin Xi.