Starting with "The Demonic Cultivation," I had no choice but to pretend to be a magical gi

Even if there is just one person...

Just when everyone thought that this beautiful contestant number one was about to set a new record for the fastest elimination in history, they discovered that there was still a light on in the corner.

This is the last lamp.

The number above is clearly "91".

Backstage, Gu Yun looked at the girl on stage who, though swaying precariously, still stood stubbornly upright, and revealed a knowing expression.

"Was this part of your plan?"

After figuring out the whole story, the nightingale broke out in a cold sweat, feeling that this was the pinnacle of strategic maneuvering.

After all, Lin Zhixia doesn't know Gu Yun's true identity, and if there are many people to choose from, she might not be able to choose Gu Yun.

His deliberate actions towards Lin Zhixia served two purposes: firstly, to create a dramatic moment, and secondly, to completely cut off Lin Zhixia's remaining options, forcing her to team up with him.

Nightingale thought this man was terrifyingly deep-seated, truly a born devil.

"Maybe."

Gu Yun neither confirmed nor denied this.

"that……"

The young woman sitting next to Gu Yun, dressed in a white suit skirt, glanced at the light still on in Gu Yun's direction with a complicated expression.

Almost everyone else had turned off their accounts, but his account was still lit up, making him seem out of place and attracting almost everyone's attention.

This caused her, who was sitting next to this person, to feel quite stressed at the moment.

She hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't help but lean forward slightly, her voice extremely low.

"Actually... it's not too late for you to back out now."

She spoke with the earnestness of someone who had been through it all.

"Anyway, there are still many contestants to come. Someone who dares to say they hate magical girls right from the start is obviously a troublemaker who wants to grab attention but hasn't thought about how to back down. If such an unstable factor really takes the stage, wouldn't the backlash from public opinion be like pushing themselves into a fire pit?"

"Thanks for reminding me, but I still want to give it a try."

Gu Yun spoke politely, then turned his gaze back to the bewildered girl on the stage.

"I plan to wait and see before making a decision."

The female agent was taken aback and rolled her eyes.

"What's the use of just being pretty? Magical girls aren't just pretty faces. The best potential stocks are those that are obedient, have a persona, and have some commercial value. It's hard to motivate someone like this who offends everyone the moment she opens her mouth."

"Thanks for reminding me, but I still want to give it a try."

It's practically a human-computer dialogue.

The female agent was completely at her wit's end, so she simply stopped paying attention to him.

At this moment, Lin Zhixia on the stage, also separated by the somewhat dazzling spotlight and the dark crowd, had her gaze fixed on the only blue light.

She saw the owner of the lamp, the boy she had met at the door earlier. A strange feeling welled up inside her, making her subconsciously want to avoid eye contact.

But she can't.

Lin Zhixia took another deep breath. The air conditioning in the venue was on full blast, and the icy air filled her lungs, causing a slight stinging sensation.

"I know... it's ridiculous of me to say these things."

Her voice sounded muffled.

"If you hate it, why are you standing here and participating in the selection for magical girls?"

The scene remained quiet, even the whispers had ceased, and everyone was waiting for her to give a reasonable explanation.

Lin Zhixia lowered her head and looked at the floor beneath her feet.

The girl's mind was filled with thoughts: her mother and father, her life over the past few years, and the figure in purplish-black robes choking her.

"Because..."

She raised her head, her tone quite calm.

"Someone wants me to become a magical girl."

This explanation is almost as good as no explanation at all, but it does bring out the sense that there's a story behind it.

The next thing to see is whether some of the experts can open the boxes fast enough and uncover the background.

The countdown of half a minute has ended.

Lin Zhixia walked down from the stage, moving very slowly.

The strength she had mustered on stage had dissipated, and now her steps were unsteady, as if she were recovering from a serious illness.

"Sigh, what a wonderful girl, how did you manage to ruin her because of your KPIs?"

The nightingale sighed softly in its mind.

Gu Yun still ignored her.

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When the girl walked up to Gu Yun, everyone around quietly moved their chairs aside, afraid of being tainted by bad luck.

Gu Yun didn't move; he was thinking about what would be appropriate to say now.

Oh, it's not a wind chime anymore? Then it shouldn't be a problem to be a little more considerate...

He hesitated.

Lin Zhixia had already stopped in front of her, her hands tightly gripping the hem of her skirt.

The girl with long flaxen hair looked at the boy, who was a complete stranger except for a brief encounter at the door, and for a moment she didn't know what expression to use to face him.

Gratitude? Perhaps a little. Doubt? It can't be completely eliminated.

Finally, all the words stuck in my throat.

Lin Zhixia lowered her eyes, her voice barely audible.

"……Thank you."

After saying those words, as if she had used up all her strength, she silently walked over to sit down next to Gu Yun, quickly took out her phone from her pocket, and her fingers flew across the screen.

Gu Yun tilted his head slightly and caught a glimpse of her typing in the chat box with Feng Ling.

"I did it..."

Are you watching?

Gu Yun, of course, did not receive the message.

To prevent this from happening, he had turned off the backup machine long ago to ensure everything was foolproof.

It's a pity that Lin Zhixia is destined not to receive a reply from Fengling now, and her mood has visibly dropped even lower.

"Next up, contestant number 2, Lilia!"

Jin Qing's voice once again drew everyone's attention back to the stage.

Lighting changes.

Some familiar little figures appeared in the center of the stage.

Lilia wore a custom-made lace-trimmed tulle dress, her long, golden, wavy hair cascading down her back, and a dazzling sapphire necklace around her neck.

Judging by her outfit alone, someone who knows her would think she's a contestant, while someone who doesn't might mistake her for a magical girl on stage.

She wasn't intimidated at all, excitedly waving at the camera with undisguised confidence and liveliness, instantly dispelling the oppressive atmosphere that Lin Zhixia had just created.

"Hello everyone, I'm Lilia."

Lilia didn't even use a microphone stand; she just grabbed the microphone and her voice was as clear and crisp as a lark's.

"I'm here for only one purpose—to become the coolest and strongest magical girl, just like Sister Wind Chime!"

The stage lights flashed, and the dazzling special effects, combined with the exciting background music, instantly ignited the atmosphere.