Black Kitten Bag

June sighed as he heard Lin Zhi's voice over the speakers of the television in their room. Each team was given singular rooms this time, where they could watch the other team's performances without being spoiled by their outfits and concepts. 

June had just finished with hair and make-up, and he was the last one of his team to get dressed. There wasn't any rush for them, though. 

His team got to perform last again. The order was done by drawing lots, and Ren was lucky enough to draw the last number. 

"Our team has worked very hard for this performance," Lin Zhi said, his voice shaking a bit.

Even if June couldn't see his face, he could already imagine the pitiful act that Lin Zhi was putting on. 

Lin Zhi choked back a sob, and 'awws' filled the venue. "I'm so happy that I've come this far, and it's all thanks to your guys' support. Please continue to support me—I mean, us, until the end of the competition. Thank you so much."