Chapter 128: Creating Miracles

She waved her hand, and the music paused. Su He, panting slightly, stood before the two women with a polite demeanor.

"I wonder if I have passed the audition?"

Seeing the young girl’s cautious expression, Shen Qingli suddenly felt a playful urge. She rested her chin on her hand, looking troubled. "Well, regarding that... it’s currently, ah, but, ah..."

Watching the woman’s reaction, Su He’s heart sank instantly. She glanced at Sang Ji, who was standing nearby; she was unwilling to give up this opportunity and longed to train under her.

"Please, give me another chance. I will study diligently and will never let you down. I can even... even work without pay."

The final sentence caught Shen Qingli off guard. She recalled the file she had read on Su He: an orphan with sparse background details who had spent years volunteering at an orphanage. Far from having money, Su He barely earned a thousand or two a month, all of which she donated to the orphanage, leaving her in such a destitute state.

Previously, Su He had tried to carve out a path for herself, but she had encountered Chu Li. One was wealthy and well-connected, while the other was penniless and ignored. The organizers naturally knew who to choose, favoring Chu Li simply for the money. That was why Chu Li had always been jealous of Su He—because Su He’s talent was simply too exceptional.

Shen Qingli glanced at Sang Ji, who caught the unspoken message. Sang Ji stepped forward and looked at Su He closely.

"You must be aware of the Global Dance Competition in two months. Do you have the confidence to help me secure the championship within these two months?"

When Sang Ji mentioned the championship, a flash of hidden pain crossed her face. Though she was a master of dance, she could no longer perform herself. An accident had stripped her of the ability to dance—a talent no less than Su He’s, stolen away by misfortune.

"I am willing! I will definitely win the championship!"

The girl’s resolute, iron-clad response caught both women by surprise. Seeing the light in her eyes—that unwavering determination to strive—Sang Ji saw a reflection of her former self. Winning a championship in two months was not impossible, as Sang Ji herself had once been that very miracle.

As for the future... Shen Qingli sighed. Thinking of the car accident and looking at the current Sang Ji, she couldn't help but feel a sense of regret.

"The little girl certainly dares to speak her mind. In that case, stay and give it a try." Sang Ji chuckled, a flicker of her old radiance returning to her eyes.

"We provide room, board, and cover all expenses," Shen Qingli added perfectly, causing shock to ripple across Su He’s face.

"I... I will work hard!"

Seeing the gratitude on the girl’s face, Shen Qingli patted her shoulder. "Don't thank me. Whatever level you reach in the future will be the result of your own hard work. Learn well from your idol and strive to create miracles just like her."

After patting the girl’s shoulder, Shen Qingli asked Dong Yang to take her to handle the paperwork and, incidentally, to buy her some clothes and give her a makeover. Now that she was signed, the company would need new posters and promotional videos, and her image certainly couldn't be lacking.

After speaking a while longer with Sang Ji, Shen Qingli departed to check on the other new signees, each of whom showed their own unique promise. As for how far they would go, that was entirely up to them.

...

Meanwhile, Rong Qiaoyi sat in her boss’s chair, looking down with disdain at the young girl standing before her.

"Didn't you refuse when I invited you before? Now that you've been rejected by Shen Qingli, you think of coming to me? Do you really think my place is a dumpster?"

Chu Li looked at the woman who was infinitely more arrogant than herself. Even though she was furious, she dared not say a word. "I have no other choice now. I can give you whatever you want, but there is one condition: you must make me a star."

Glancing at Chu Li’s rigid requirements, Rong Qiaoyi let out a mocking laugh. "Making you a star is quite difficult. However, if you can get me something I want, I might be able to try."

Chu Li frowned. "What is it?"

Rong Qiaoyi smiled, placed the auction brochure on the desk, and pointed at a withered tree. "If you can get this for me, I will make you a star—famous enough to make Shen Qingli look up to you."

The item in the brochure appeared to be a withered tree, but it was essential for restoring Rong Qiaoyi’s Deer Spirit power. The object contained a trace of spiritual energy once left behind by the Deer Spirit; that single spark was enough to allow her to cultivate the power.

Because of this, even though the tree looked withered and leafless, it still radiated a faint vitality. That was why it commanded a price in the hundreds of millions.

Rong Qiaoyi could have obtained it herself, but doing so would inevitably arouse Shen Qingli’s suspicion. If Shen were to intercept it, the loss would outweigh the gain. Thus, having Chu Li do it would draw no suspicion.

"Are you sure that if I get this for you, you will make me famous?" Looking at the unremarkable dead tree, Chu Li felt a wave of speechlessness. She had wondered what Rong Qiaoyi wanted, but it was just a broken tree. It only cost two or three hundred million; surely she could manage that?

"Of course. I keep my word." Rong Qiaoyi smiled, her eyes filled with a look of certainty. She had done her homework; it had taken great effort to find this item. Shen Qingli cared nothing for such things, so Chu Li would surely succeed.

Once her Deer Spirit power was restored, why would she need to worry about Xie Jingchuan not listening to her?

"However, there is one thing you must do for me first. Shen Qingli has signed someone with much better talent than you. Spread some rumors about her in advance; it will be beneficial for both you and me."

Hearing this, Rong Qiaoyi arched an eyebrow, clearly pleased. "Very well, I will handle that. You just make sure your father delivers this item to me as soon as possible."

"Rest assured, you are the only one under my wing in this company, so all the best resources will go to you. No one will be here to divide your share."

Upon hearing this, Chu Li finally wore a smile. "In that case, I wish us a pleasant cooperation."

She turned and left, her arrogant demeanor causing Rong Qiaoyi to raise an eyebrow.

She sneered, "A young lady who knows only how to be overbearing. I will make you suffer in the future. If you can't take it and want to leave, don't blame me for not recommending you."

She spoke softly, her gaze resting on the auction brochure as the corners of her mouth curled upward.