The first episode of the show, although it had a good amount of buzz after it aired.

But the trainees in the show generally didn't have time to pay attention to that.

For them, the most important task at hand was still the theme song assessment.

The forty-eight hours of time wasn't very generous to begin with.

But then they were temporarily informed that the theme song assessment would be judged live.

The five mentors would be sitting below.

And all the trainees would go on stage one by one in order to dance the theme song.

They would not only be watched live by all the trainees and mentors, there would also be several cameras filming them at the same time.

This was obviously a kind of invisible psychological pressure.

Some trainees who didn't have the mental fortitude, even though they had practiced quite well privately, would easily forget the choreography and lyrics when they went on stage.

And the program team was deliberately testing this.

If you can't overcome your psychological barriers on a stage with dozens of viewers.

How will you handle a large stage with thousands or tens of thousands of viewers when you debut in the future?

But Jiang Ye didn't have this problem.

Her personality was naturally born to live under the spotlight and the cameras.

Let alone a stage with dozens of people in the audience.

In her eyes, there were countless potential viewers under every stage.

So, she would always give it her all and seize every opportunity, just to let the whole world see her.

"Hello mentors, I'm Jiang Ye."

Before the music started, she bowed slightly to the mentors' seats, "My goal is to enter the A class, please judge my learning results."

•••

After all the trainees had finished performing.

The mentors would discuss their performances and give their final results.

Most of the trainees in the audience were a bit anxious.

But Jiang Ye was quite satisfied with her own performance.

And she had also watched all the other trainees.

There were only a few who could complete the dance without any mistakes.

Even fewer who could complete the dance without any mistakes and also capture every detail.

So, based on her estimation, she shouldn't have any major problems entering the A class.

Now, she was just waiting for the C-position selection.

"First, we need to announce the five trainees who will enter the A class."

Mu Xingchi held the card in his hand and prepared to start reading the names of the A class, "Jiang Ye."

"Lin Zui, Xue Zhihan, Liang Yu."

"The last one."

Mu Xingchi paused slightly, and finally said, "Tan Meng, congratulations."

The camera focused on these five trainees one by one.

The first few were relatively calm, as if they had already expected it.

Some smiled, some applauded, some celebrated for themselves.

Only Tan Meng didn't move.

She seemed like she hadn't reacted yet.

In the midst of the applause all around, she finally blinked slowly.

Then, she suddenly cried.

The pressure and stress of the past few days seemed to have all been lifted at this moment.

Then, the emotions that had reached their limit finally burst out completely.

She was twenty years old this year.

For other ordinary people, this might be a stage where they haven't yet entered the workforce.

But for idols, this stage was her best, her most crucial age.

She didn't dare to imagine what would happen if she didn't make it this time.

Fortunately, fortunately.

Tan Meng wiped her face forcefully.

At least this time, she had gambled and won.

At least she had proven that she wasn't any worse than anyone else.

She also deserved to be seen, and she deserved to be expected as herself, not as Jiang Ye's teammate from the same company.

•••

After all the rankings were decided, the initial C would be decided from the five people in the A class.

"The theme song C-position, we will use the principle of internal voting among the trainees."

"The five trainees in the A class, please come on stage."

As they went on stage, the large screen behind them started to replay the direct shots of the five people's assessments.

"The other trainees can watch the direct shots of these five people, and then choose one trainee who they think can be the theme song C-position and vote for them."

Jiang Ye also watched the direct shots of the five people.

The direct shots of the five people were played simultaneously on the large screen, so everyone's different performance could be seen clearly.

It was like an invisible comparison.

After all, there's no harm in comparison.

Jiang Ye was very satisfied with her own direct shot performance.

Her detail processing was flawless.

She even added her own unique performance in the parts where she had free rein, it was a complete work.

But to be fair, her number one rival, Lin Zui, also performed exceptionally well.

She maintained her usual standard and displayed the performance quality expected of a debuted idol in just three and a half minutes.

And although the others had also completed the entire dance.

But compared to their performance, they were still a bit lacking.

So, Jiang Ye predicted that the initial C would be decided between her and Lin Zui, unless something unexpected happened.

The trainees in the audience watched the direct shots and went on stage one by one to stick stickers.

Cheng Zhen, because her theme song performance wasn't good enough, dropped to the C class.

But she seemed quite happy when she came to stick stickers, as if she was already very satisfied with not dropping to the F class.

"Come on, Jiang Ye, go for it!"

Jiang Ye also smiled and nodded, "I will try my best."

She was calm on the surface, but her peripheral vision subtly swept over Lin Zui next to her, and she started to calculate the number of stickers on each person.

As she counted, she suddenly felt something was wrong.

Not enough.

Jiang Ye froze for a moment, then immediately turned her head to count the number of stickers on Xue Zhihan.

...Eleven, twelve, thirteen stickers.

What's going on?

There are more stickers for Xue Zhihan than for her and Lin Zui.

Why?

Xue Zhihan's direct shot performance was unremarkable, there were no outstanding features.

Jiang Ye's blood ran cold.

She froze in place, thought for two seconds, and understood.

Because the initial C position brought too many benefits.

Every trainee had their own selfish interests.

They didn't want a contestant who was already popular to get this C position.

This trainee would definitely have a strong central top snowballing effect, thus creating a large gap between her and the others.

Driven by these benefits, some trainees would choose a trainee who wasn't as popular initially, and whose direct shot performance wasn't very eye-catching, as the theme song C-position.

Then, Lin Zui, who already had a fan base, could be passed.

Jiang Ye, who was now rising in popularity after the first episode aired, could also be passed.

Jiang Ye's heart sank.

If she remembered correctly, Xue Zhihan had gotten this initial C position in her previous life.

And then, using the advantage of the initial C, she had become the final C-position.

Would everything repeat itself exactly the same way this time?

All the trainees finished voting.

Yang Jingjing came over to calculate the final vote count.

But Jiang Ye had already counted everyone's stickers before that.

She couldn't help but feel a bit heavy.

It was like something she had been preparing for a long time, working hard for a long time, failed not because of her own reasons, but because of some inexplicable external reasons.

She felt a bit of frustration and disappointment.

"Xue Zhihan, seventeen votes."

"Jiang Ye, sixteen votes."

"Lin Zui, thirteen votes."

When the vote count got to this point, Lin Zui suddenly raised her hand.

"I have a question."

"Can the trainees competing for the C-position vote for themselves?"

Yang Jingjing froze for a moment, "Yes."

She smiled, "Otherwise, they could just vote for themselves, what do you want to ask?"

"If that's the case, then I'm withdrawing from the competition now."

Lin Zui said, "And I'll give my vote to Jiang Ye."

Jiang Ye: "?"

Everyone in the audience: "???"