The night grew deeper.
In the cramped and shabby room.
The young man was disheveled, with stubble covering his chin, his former glory nowhere to be seen.
"I won't let you off."
The computer screen, still aglow, reflected his fierce face, madness flickering in his eyes, "Zhao Qi, if I can't have peace, neither will you!"
Ever since his uncle was fired, Ji Ze lost his support in the company, got shelved, and even occasionally faced mockery and ridicule.
He was on the brink of success!
He was so close to that debut spot.
It was all because of that bitch Gu Danyu who appeared out of nowhere!
Ji Ze licked the corner of his lips, a calculating glint flashed in his eyes, he muttered under his breath, "Whether I can turn the tables depends on you."
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The next morning.
The young men had practiced all night for the stage performance.
Finally getting a break, they took out their phones to scroll through Weibo.
Only to see "Idol Reborn" trending again.
