[Will I finally see Foby's names side by side on the official ranking this time? Please!!!]
[Between Luther and Joshua, I seriously can't tell who'll take the second spot.]
[Joshua's rise has been so fast, but he deserves it.]
[I smell gunpowder—war is coming, folks.]
[Alright, no matter who ranks where, they're all my beloved babies. My kids' debut is guaranteed!]
[Meanwhile, my poor child is at risk of being eliminated...]
[Oh no, that's so sad. My condolences, girl.]
As the live broadcast waiting room opened, countless fans chatted nonstop—some arguing fiercely, while others vibed calmly.
At the same time, a tense atmosphere spread among the trainees.
It was completely different from the first day Joshua arrived here.
Leonard pulled Joshua along—this time, they were seated together. Joshua couldn't help glancing at him; Leonard acted as if he'd already known this would happen.
Noticing Joshua's gaze, Leonard shot him a side-eye and frowned. "What?"
