"In simple terms, our act didn't get selected, but the two of us advanced, right?"
Tang Ming's expression turned strange as he looked uncertainly at Zhang Ye.
"That's the gist of it. During this time, think of another act, don't go too overboard."
Zhang Ye nodded: "Actually, it's good this way. You can perform another act at the college-level gala, giving you another chance to showcase yourselves."
"Hahaha, in that case, the backup acts are even more advanced than the selected ones."
Shao Wuyou immediately laughed, looking smugly at Zhao Yan: "Captain Zhao, did you hear? Tang Ming and Lu Xiaolu also advanced."
"Damn it."
Zhao Yan's face turned livid as he cursed, "Senior, my act was excellent too, why didn't it advance?"
"This... it wasn't my decision, it was the result of a discussion with the school leaders."
Zhang Ye looked at Zhao Yan helplessly: "Your act was indeed great, but its audience is limited, not suitable for the college-level welcome party stage."
"Damn it."
