Qingqing's Rage, Su Yang's Support (3)

"You're right," Xie Yanqiu sneered, her fingers cracking, "I'm just itching to fight, and here they are, serving their heads on a platter."

After Xie Yu finished speaking, Xu Xiyun also tossed his chest badge to the ground, stepping on it disdainfully. "Brother Xie, I'm with you. I don't care for this at all. Worst comes to worst, I'll just set up a stall on the overpass and be a street merchant."

Ye Qingyou pressed his lips together, removing his chest badge as well.

The audience was in an uproar.

These were the real top three, the strongest among the nine.

With these three withdrawing, what was left of this boy group?

"They don't want to debut anymore?" Xu Jingshan, infuriated yet ironically amused, declared, "Fine, if they don't want to debut, let them be blacklisted! Blacklist them all!"

He had never been so challenged by trainees in his life.

Such audacity.