Sheriff Uncle, open the door quickly! I've come to solve a case!

The next day, Anze found Wenyu smoking alone outside the theater.

He mustered his courage and stepped forward: "Um, are you coming to dance practice again tonight?"

Wen Yu exhaled a puff of smoke, glanced at An Ze, and, whether it was An Ze's imagination or not, he felt as if she had moved a little to the side.

"I'm not coming, I have an appointment."

"Do you have a boyfriend yet? Congratulations!"

Wen Yu laughed after hearing this: "How can people in our line of work have boyfriends?"

"That is..."

"The big spender." Wen Yu winked mischievously. "You know Mr. Gu, the investor in our stage, right? That's him."

So she's not coming to dance practice because she's with her sugar daddy?

Anze felt a little disappointed.

Why is it always like this?

Why did they all become like this after becoming chairpersons? It's as if dancing was just a means to enter high society?

No, Anze told himself.

I must be overthinking it; Wen Yu wouldn't do that.

She must have had no choice in the matter.

"Okay, I'll be here for you if you want to practice in the future." Anze said and was about to leave.

Wen Yu leaned against the railing without moving. An Ze heard her say, "I'm not going to practice anymore. You don't need to wait for me."

"Let's not talk to each other anymore, I'm afraid Mr. Gu will see us."

Anze bit his lower lip, nodded, and left.

As Wen Yu said, she never practiced dancing at dawn again.

Not only did she stop practicing dance in the early morning, she stopped practicing dance altogether.

Since getting to know a big shot in the industry, she dresses up extravagantly for work every day, symbolically rehearses and goes through the motions, and is picked up by a luxury car after get off work.

Anze returned to his old ways, repeating the same things every day. Occasionally, he would observe Wen Yu and find that her dancing skills were deteriorating.

Unfortunately, most of the current dance troupe members are newcomers, and no one is yet capable of taking on her position as chairperson. As a result, she has become increasingly lazy despite holding the title of principal dancer.

Anze never saw Wenyu shining on stage again.

Anze could not accept it.

Everyone is belittling her, and Wen Yu certainly didn't want that either; she's just an ordinary person trapped by fame and fortune.

Later, Xu Manqi joined the dance troupe.

She is arrogant and conceited, believing she can jump better than others simply through talent, without any effort.

Rumors are circulating that Xu Manqi will soon replace Wen Yu, and that Xu Manqi is born to be the chief.

Wen Yu then realized the crisis.

So she turned down dates with the big shots and reappeared as the girl who used to practice dancing in the early hours of the morning.

One day, while Anze was packing up equipment, he went to the person in charge's office.

"But my commercial value is higher, isn't it?"

It was the sound of rain.

Anze stopped in his tracks instinctively.

The male manager's voice was merciless: "Do you know what our colleagues are saying these days? They say our dance troupe is full of pretty faces, and the chairman got his position through connections."

"But I became the chairperson because I danced so well..."

"That was before," the person in charge interrupted her. "Look at you now, do you have even the slightest bit of the chief executive's demeanor? Rumors and gossip are flying everywhere; people who don't know better would think this place is a gossip den."

"The Red Show Cup competition is coming up soon. If you can't beat Xu Manqi in that competition, you can forget about becoming the chief."

Anze frowned upon hearing Xu Manqi's name.

Make her the chief? How is that possible?

This kind of rich girl is not worthy of being the chairperson at all; she is not even a fraction as good as Wen Yu.

He absolutely cannot let Xu Manqi become the chairman.

Soon it was time for the Red Show Cup competition, and everyone needed to go on stage to rehearse their positions.

Anze quietly went to Wen Yu's private dressing room.

Wen Yu was chatting with her agent inside when she saw An Ze arrive, and Wen Yu showed an impatient look in her eyes.

"What's wrong? Is there something you need to see our chairman?" Zhao Yuran smiled politely at him.

Anze rarely spoke to anyone other than Wen Yu, and stood there somewhat nervously: "Yes, there's a position I need to confirm with Teacher Wen."

Wen Yu looked away: "Yu Ran, you can go out first. I've remembered everything you said."

"Okay, remember to go after the performance." Zhao Yuran patted her, gave Anze a strange look, and left the dressing room.

As soon as Zhao Yuran left, Wen Yu immediately became impatient: "Didn't I tell you not to talk to me anymore? What if someone sees you like this?"

Anze didn't say anything, but walked over and placed a seating chart in front of her: "Don't walk here during your rehearsal later."

Wen Yu glanced at it, frowning in annoyance: "Where else am I supposed to stand if not here, in the center position?"

"Just this once, the rehearsal won't be affected." Anze said and left, remembering Wen Yu's advice not to let anyone else see.

"baffling."

Wen Yu casually tossed the paper aside.

The rehearsal started soon. As the chairperson, Wen Yu was scheduled to be the last to perform. In order to promote Xu Manqi, the person in charge arranged for her to perform before Wen Yu so that there would be a contrast.

After the third-to-last group dance ended, the stagehands went on stage to clean up the props.

Anze lingered in the center position for a while, but no one noticed because the scene was too chaotic.

Wen Yu was extremely nervous, pacing back and forth behind the curtain next to the stage.

She hasn't been practicing dancing much lately and has gained quite a bit of weight. Will she really be unable to compete with Xu Manqi if this continues?

Seeing that Xu Manqi's dance was exceptionally well-executed, even the staff standing next to her were pleasantly surprised.

"She hasn't been here long, has she? How come she dances so well?"

"You bet, he's a pure talent."

"I feel like he jumped even better than the chairman."

"Shh, don't say it."

Seeing Wen Yu standing to the side with a dark expression, the staff members didn't dare say anything and ran away dejectedly.

Wen Yuhen gritted her teeth in frustration.

Where is your dancing good? Your hands are so unsteady, your feet are so unsteady, you can't compare to her at all!

Even during rehearsals, Xu Manqi shone brightly, her chin slightly tilted back, looking like a proud white swan under the lights.

She danced lightly, slowly moving to the center position.

"what!"

Xu Manqi tripped and fell on the stage, sweating profusely from the pain and unable to speak.

Zhao Yuran rushed onto the stage: "Are you alright? Are you hurt?"

Xu Manqi felt that her ankle bones were dislocated, and she was in so much pain that she was gasping for breath.

Zhao Yuran noticed that one edge of the floorboard next to her was warped.

"Who's in charge of the stage? What's wrong with this floor?"

The stage manager immediately came out to apologize, and a large group of people began to repair the floor.

Zhao Yuran was a little worried and squatted down to ask Xu Manqi, "The official competition starts in an hour. How's your foot? Maybe you shouldn't compete?"

"The competition..." Xu Manqi gritted her teeth and stood up, trying to move a little.

It should be fine...

The person in charge said that if she wins this competition, the chairmanship will be hers.

She absolutely cannot withdraw from the competition.

"I'm fine, manager. I can't compete."

Wen Yu witnessed everything that happened from behind the scenes and was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

She looked at Anze, but Anze was hidden in the shadows of the curtain, and her expression was not visible.