[Super Girl Hu Ling]

"I'm going to be the Super Girl champion!" Hu Ling vowed to herself in the mirror.
She smoothed her slightly messy yet cute short hair, applied a light dusting of powder and bright red lipstick, enjoying her lively and

energetic look. Pulling on her brightly colored floral dress, she gave herself a confident smile. Yes, confidence!

To be a singer, you need confidence, you need to be able to energize the stage. She could do it, she definitely could.
Since participating in the Super Girl competition, from the auditions and preliminary rounds to the top 20 and then the top 10, Hu Ling

had won every round with ease. She was confident she would win in the top 7 round.
Today, she would compete against Chana to decide whether to stay or leave, and Hu Ling was certain she would be the

one to stay. However, she wanted more than that. She also wanted to secure a spot in the top seven, win the

2006 championship, step onto a stage even bigger than Super Girl, and dedicate her passionate dance moves and beautiful singing

to her fans, becoming a household name and a superstar.
Hu Ling had always been competitive, and this time, at the most important turning point in her life, she absolutely could not allow herself to fail.

She had to win.
Leaving the dressing room, Hu Ling joined the other contestants.
After several rounds of elimination, the remaining ten were all just as skilled as her, some even

better , but Hu Ling was confident she could overcome all obstacles and reach the final finish line.
She pursed her lips and smiled quietly, not joining their conversation.
Quietly, Hu Ling's gaze swept over the group of girls, first landing on the girl to her left.
Her name was Dang Ning. Dang Ning was beautiful, her snow-white skin flushed with a natural blush, her faint smile

revealing a shy unease, her arched eyebrows, lively eyes, and small mouth—she was clearly the

type of beautiful southern girl. She could be described in one word: gentle.
Her gaze swept past Dang Ning and moved to the girl beside her, Li Na, who was smiling softly.
She was a very refined and clean-cut girl, tall, about 170 centimeters,

always listening to others with a smile and focused expression. Although she rarely spoke, her voice was strikingly similar to

Faye Wong's in her prime, and even her temperament was almost identical.
She was the kind of girl who easily won over others, even girls liked to be close to her.

The group of girls surrounding her seemed to confirm this. Compared to other girls, her online

support was clearly much higher.
Li Na was kind and approachable, with a gentle face that made people want to get close to her.

Her performance of a lot of support from netizens and judges. This girl was a formidable opponent.
Her gaze shifted again, and Hu Ling saw a girl standing quietly to the side. She possessed a unique aura—

the air of the grasslands. Hu Ling could tell from her constantly fidgeting hands that she was nervous and

eager to advance.
Hu Ling knew her; her name was Chana, and she was her opponent in tonight's PK (player kill) match. Chana was a potential threat, but Hu

Ling wasn't afraid!
While Hu Ling continued observing the others, the host approached.
Leading the way was Li Xiang, with a serene and gentle demeanor—a typical moonlit beauty.

The male host, Li Xiang, slightly behind her, seemed less composed. His shifty eyes revealed that

hosting the Super Girl competition, filled with beautiful women, was proving a bit difficult for him. Looking back at the previous matches, although he

had spoken more than Li Xiang, his ability to control the pace of the competition needed improvement.
Hu Ling was lost in thought until the host signaled the official start of the PK match, bringing her back to reality.
A moving rendition of "Missing My Mother," imbued with the rich flavor of the grasslands, seemed like a heavenly melody.

Its deeply moving melody unfolded slowly, and Chana's unique, deep voice, coupled with her sincere emotions, made the

listener's heart rise and fall with the song. After the song ended, Hu Ling was deeply moved by the beautiful music and couldn't help but feel sincere admiration
for her opponent . As a singer from an ethnic minority group, to stand out from eight thousand people and enter the top ten must have required a great deal of hard work. 　　Thinking of this, Hu Ling felt a pang of sadness. The road to music was winding and long, but who could compare to her hardships? 　　Years ago, driven by her boundless love for music and to ease the heavy burden on her family, Hu Ling, just after her fourteenth birthday, packed her bags and embarked on her journey to pursue her musical dreams. 　　Fourteen is an age full of hope and dreams. Hu Ling dreamed of meeting a renowned teacher who would help her realize her musical aspirations. However, reality was cruel; she faced setbacks time and time again, being rejected time and again. Seeing her musical dreams about to shatter, she felt both unwilling and helpless. 　　Since no one would teach her, she decided to practice on her own. The stubborn Hu Ling chose pubs as musical journey. But getting a job at a pub wasn't easy. She asked around, and finally , one place offered her a job, but on the condition that she live there and do odd jobs. In Hu Ling's eyes, music was the most important thing; what 　　did odd jobs matter as long as she had the chance to sing ? 　　However, Hu Ling was too naive. Pubs had all sorts of customers—drunk, disruptive, some of whom she couldn't handle. 　　Once, Hu Ling encountered a drunk customer. 　　The intoxicated man, under the guise of presenting flowers, forcibly pulled Hu Ling into his arms and began to grope her. Unable to break free, Hu Ling panicked and slapped the customer across the face. The customer immediately flew into a rage, dragging her out to teach her a lesson. Fortunately, the owner arrived in time and said many kind words, allowing Hu Ling to escape . However, she didn't see the customer give the owner a suggestive look. 　　That night, in a daze, Hu Ling felt as if something was pressing down on her body, making it impossible for her to move. Her mouth was also blocked, and she smelled a strong odor of alcohol. Her face felt slippery and sticky, which was very uncomfortable. She struggled to open her eyes and found the drunken customer on top of her, licking her face repeatedly. 　　Hu Ling flailed her limbs and struggled violently, but she couldn't move the customer at all. Instead, she only aroused the customer's lust more intensely. The customer sat heavily on her, grabbed her hair, and slapped , each slap harder than the last.

Terrified, Hu Ling dared not struggle any longer and gave up resisting. Only then did the customer stop, cursing and swearing.
The customer stripped naked and, without a word, pressed himself against Hu Ling's naked body. Without any foreplay, he like

a savage hoisted her legs onto his shoulders and began a frenzied piston-like motion.

Amidst the creaking of the bed and Hu Ling's pitiful screams, the customer vented his lust on her again and again.
That night, Hu Ling transformed from a girl into a woman. She was heartbroken, she was filled with hatred, but in this unfamiliar

city , she felt so small, so helpless. Under the boss's threats and persuasion, she hesitated for a long time,

but for the sake of her ideals, she stayed.
From then on, the boss frequently climbed into Hu Ling's bed, ignoring her objections and wantonly enjoying her body.
Hu Ling buried this suffocating humiliation deep within her heart, forcing a smile in front of her boss

and the customer. She wanted to sing, she needed a stage to perform, and even with this unbearable life, she would

endure it, because she firmly believed that these hardships were nothing in the face of music.
It was time to go on stage. Hu Ling gathered her chaotic thoughts. She took a deep breath. Having paid

such , she had finally waited for this precious opportunity. Today, she had to succeed. "Cha Na, it

's you who will leave."
Hu Ling walked briskly to the center of the stage. Dressed fashionably, she delivered a powerful performance of "Wan Na Be" with her energetic dance moves, emotional delivery, and

skillful singing.

The audience, who had been somewhat saddened by "Missing My Mother," spontaneously applauded Hu Ling. Hu Ling brought them not only visual

beauty, but also an emotional penetration and a profound impact on their hearts. From Hu Ling, they

saw passion and dynamism—qualities they couldn't see in Cha Na.
The tense and fierce voting began. Hu Ling was initially quite confident, but when she saw

the middle-aged judges casting their votes for Chana, she felt both amused and indignant. This was

a popular , not a goodwill ambassador contest. Did they really think that familial affection alone could win enough votes? Then everyone might as well

sing "Only Mother is Good in the World"...
Eleven to fifteen, Hu Ling was four votes behind Chana, with only five votes left. Hu Ling needed all the remaining

votes to avoid elimination, and there was still an uncle among the judges. Was she really going to be eliminated?

Was she really going to lose to Chana? Were all the years of enduring humiliation and hard work going to be for nothing?
Suddenly, an overwhelming sadness welled up inside her, and tears

streamed down her face, blurring her vision and wetting her cheeks. The glamorous stage was right beneath Hu Ling's feet; perhaps this was the only

chance, and there would be no more opportunities. Was singing in a pub really so rebellious? Why doesn't

anyone support me? What did I do wrong? Is pursuing my dreams wrong?
Just when Hu Ling was disheartened and heartbroken, thinking she was going to be eliminated, the judges suddenly seemed

to become . Including the uncle, all the judges unanimously cast their votes for her.

She couldn't believe this miraculous reversal. She sobbed as she shook hands with each judge, bowing to express her overwhelming

joy .
Hu Ling won! Hu Ling defeated Chana! Even the weakest opponent had been so hard-fought; there were even tougher

competitions to come. Dang Ning and Li Na were both highly popular opponents, not easy to deal with, but Hu Ling wasn't afraid. She

believed in her abilities.
Hu Ling looked around at the magnificent stage. The audience below waved enthusiastically, chanting

her name. How beautiful this moment was! A vibrant life awaited her. Hu Ling's eyes filled with

tears; she seemed to smell the scent of success.
Wait for me, my stage; farewell, sad pub.
[The End
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