After gender swapping, my best friend and I hardcore BL (Boys' Love) became top influencers.

The first performance was "Fireworks".

Led by Su Xingran, the seven trainees on stage were all dressed in black and gold performance outfits.

Then, combined with the red background of the stage behind them, it creates a very beautiful picture. Just like the name of the song "Fireworks", they are about to explode in silence and burst into the most dazzling flames.

But despite the stage design that clearly cost a lot of money to create, the entire performance fell apart when the trainees started singing on stage.

As mentioned before, "Fireworks" is the most difficult of the three songs, and it also puts the singer's vocal skills to a very high level.

Singing well in the recording studio, or even while standing still and singing, doesn't guarantee you'll sing well on a live stage.

Because the environment of a live performance is the most uncontrollable.

Sometimes the difference is due to the quality of the recording equipment, and sometimes it's because each person's voice isn't at its best. Not to mention, they also have to add dance moves while singing.

Therefore, the first stage of tonight's final night will be a major disaster.

The camera pans out, showing each person taking turns standing in the middle and then making an unpleasant sound.

[My goodness... how much audio editing did the production team do for them before?]

[The live broadcast stage is truly a giant mirror that reveals true colors. Su Xingran's team still has the nerve to compete for the center position? If the center position is this bad, this lousy show should just be shut down.]

[This is truly a collective disaster! What kind of vocal powerhouse is Bai Shuyang anyway?]

[He's got a knack for acting, but his singing skills are completely lacking.]

To be fair, it wasn't too bad; at least there were no cracks or off-key notes. It felt more like the show's sound recording was sabotaged.

When the song reached the chorus, the voices of the individual singers could finally be heard in the chorus.

The pyrotechnic installations at the edge of the stage exploded in the air along with the music.

The dancing fireworks filled the sky, a dazzling display of light and color; the splendor of this moment was already more than enough.

Next up is "Puppy Love," starring Ji Yan.

The refreshing music, like the afternoon sun in early summer, carries a warm, grassy scent.

For the first time, Ji Yan abandoned his typical futuristic outfits typical of boy band members on stage, opting for a denim outfit with a shirt and white T-shirt, allowing others to directly experience his youthful charm for the first time.

Just like this song, it's about a tender first love, puppy love, a love as innocent, naive, and even reckless as a puppy.

Good heavens, Kid Bro was absolutely on fire tonight!

It's so strange. Usually, when he acts so cool and suave, I just find it funny. But today, he's so captivating.

[Can we just keep this makeup look? Throw away that overly dramatic, thunderous eyeliner you had before!]

This group's song was the easiest, and coupled with the good looks of the members and their complete performance, they cleverly achieved a very good live effect.

The difference between the two sets of stages almost caused the smug Yan fans and the furious Ran fans to fight on the spot.

The production team quickly brought up the last group.

This was truly a master strategist; no one could outmaneuver him. Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, a deafening roar of cheers and shouts instantly drowned out the conflict.

There was no way around it; the people on stage were dressed way too outrageously.

This group has the fewest members, with only four trainees.

Ling Tinglan and Jiao Wangshu stood in the very center, one on the left and one on the right.

They were all wearing black satin shirts with the collars plunging low, revealing the full shape of their collarbones, exuding wealth and generosity.

Moreover, the contrast between the dark and light skin on that exposed area inexplicably gave rise to some slightly unsettling thoughts.

The two people next to her, Byun Ha-min and Chin Ka-wai, were wearing the same style of red shirts, clearly indicating that this was a four-person stage with two people paired up.

Talent is truly a cruel thing...

【Our Hamin, didn't anyone stop you from choosing the stage? How dare you?!】

[Our Hamin relies on her talent and inner beauty; she's never been an idol who relies on her looks!]

To be fair, Bian Hewen was the one who chose this song first, and when he saw Ling Tinglan and Jiao Wangshu, he probably didn't have fans who were devastated.

[I really couldn't hold back anymore. Qin Jiawei was actually begged by Bian Hewen to join this group, saying that there was no one more compatible with him than him in the entire trainee group.]

I can't tell if it's a compliment or an insult... This Byun Ha-min might not be as good at witty banter as I am.

[Isn't Qin Jiawei going to hit him? I think he's too kind-hearted.]

[This time it's a clash between inner beauty and outer beauty. I'm superficial, I want outer beauty (seriously waiting)]

……

The discussion on the live chat continued, but the stage had already begun to change.

"Using ambiguous words is the most foolish thing to do; it's too cruel to me—"

This is Jiao Wangshu's voice. His eyes, lowered, casually met the camera's gaze.

His eyes were completely empty, cold, and devoid of emotion—just a fleeting glance.

But everyone who caught that look in his eyes gasped for breath, their very souls seemingly leaving them behind.

Then Ling Tinglan appeared.

"I'm always both awake and lost at 7:03—"

His voice was deep, and with a flick of his wrist, the distance between them disappeared.

Even during rehearsals, they had gotten so close to each other countless times.

But at this moment, in this setting, with their breaths mingling and their faces now representing each other's ideal type...

Both Ling Tinglan and Jiao Wangshu felt a mix of awkwardness and excitement that were hard to explain.

The more nervous Ling Tinglan became, the more expressionless he became. In fact, under this influence, his originally indifferent face now carried a fierce aggressiveness.

Jiao Wangshu was drawn by these emotions, dodging and trembling. The stark contrast between strength and weakness was, in the eyes of the crowd, an unparalleled and intense tension.

"Am I really supposed to wait for someone I shouldn't be waiting for at 7:03?!"

The bitter murmurs turned into angry questions; their dance steps were identical, their breaths disordered, and their skin pressed together.

The stark contrast between black and white represents the ambiguous nature of lust.

Who is whose prisoner? And who has fallen for whom?

In the end, all that remains are ambiguous kiss marks and lingering, unfocused warmth.

So, in the last second before the note fell, Ling Tinglan pressed her finger against Jiao Wangshu's lips.

A misplaced kiss landed.