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The car window slowly rolled down, revealing Xiao Moli's enchanting side profile.

He's inviting me to get into his car, isn't he? An Ziqi wasn't quite sure.

Could this guy really be so kind?

However, he was overdoing it with this flamboyant car.

Anything cool about his face turned out to be smoke and mirrors; his heart must be just as over-the-top as his car.

An Ziqi couldn't help but internally cynically criticize him.

"Why are you standing there like a statue? Waiting for flowers to bloom?" Xiao Moli's handsome brows furrowed slightly.

An Ziqi quickly plastered on a fake smile and got into the car.

She wanted to be brave and unbowed, but waiting for a car here was too unbearable.

No sooner had she settled into her seat than the car took off.

An Ziqi blinked at the numbers on the speedometer, mentally chanting a prayer for protection.

She sneaked a glance at Xiao Moli, whose long lashes left a delicate shadow under his eyes, his facial features impeccable.

He was a sight for sore eyes.

Unfortunately, his thin lips were tightly pressed together, obviously not planning to start a conversation.

An Ziqi stuck out her tongue, wisely turning her gaze back to the window.

After an early-morning ride full of speed and passion, An Ziqi finally arrived on time at the training venue.

"Thank you for bringing me here," she said, grinning brightly at Xiao Moli.

"I was on my way, don't flatter yourself," Xiao Moli looked uncomfortable as he turned his head away, speaking in a tone of disgust.

After that, he stepped on the gas and sped away.

An Ziqi's lips curved up. He hadn't even asked where she was going; clearly he was just giving her a ride. So, he wasn't all that bad.

The training took place not at a television station, but at a training facility.

Once everyone arrived, An Ziqi noticed that from the tens of thousands of applicants, there were only dozens left.

Oh my God, survival of the fittest indeed!

With such a high elimination rate, those who remained were no ordinary people.

Competing among this hundred wasn't going to be easy.

Looking at the women who were all dressed to the nines, then at herself in her plain outfit.

These women were all about looking their best, even though this was just training, not a final competition. Was this really necessary?

The first day of training focused on walking and posture.

The instructor gave everybody a bowl filled with water to balance on their heads.

Only if the bowl did not fall, and the water did not spill, would it count as a pass.

Everyone looked at the instructor in confusion. Were they training to be acrobats? Why balance a bowl?

Smiling, the instructor lifted a bowl full of water onto her head as a demonstration.

The water, seeming as if it were attached to her head, did not spill a drop even as she gracefully walked around.

The instructor explained that this exercise would not only train their balance and coordination but also strengthen their neck muscles.

This way, their bodies and heads would not sway, making their catwalk more appealing.

After covering a few more key points, the instructor asked everyone to pair up and practice freely.

Lin Kelan looked over at An Ziqi with a glowering expression.

Picking a fight with her yesterday and daring to show up today was just asking for trouble.

With a cold snort, she walked over to An Ziqi.

"An Ziqi, if you want to live, leave the training ground and withdraw from the competition within a minute," she warned.