"Sister Ai, you’re gorgeous. You need to play to your strengths—smile! The kind of smile that’s incredibly infectious."

These were all reasons the Booty Dance would go viral. If she could master them, the video’s quality would be very high.

Although he had a special Demonic Dance Heat Card that could guarantee the 12 million likes the Booty Dance had gotten in his past life, that was just the baseline. Hype, the buzz around the current drama, and other factors would all boost the video’s popularity.

A better-shot video would naturally get a bigger boost.

Zhang Ao’ai was a very strong dancer. In no time, she was performing it perfectly. She had the rhythm down, her movements were powerful, and with her stunning looks, that smile wasn’t just infectious—it was captivating.

Seeing that she was ready, he said, "Sister Ai, let’s try filming a take."

"Okay," Zhang Ao’ai nodded.

Lao Chen aimed the camera at her and played the music again.

Zhang Ao’ai had an excellent sense of rhythm. She hit nearly every beat of the music as she began the Booty Dance. She performed the whole routine with incredibly smooth movements, not missing a single key step.

When the music stopped, everyone gathered in front of the camera to review the take.

"Sister Ai, that dance is so demonic, but it’s also really captivating," Li Muchen said instinctively.

"It’s super demonic, but you danced it so well! It’s impossible to look away—everyone’s just drawn to your butt," Lin Leqing praised with a smile.

Chen Jincheng also reviewed the clip. Zhang Ao’ai had indeed danced it well.

The dance moves alone already had the same vibe as the famous dancer Daigula K from his past life. But Zhang Ao’ai’s looks and figure were even better than Daigula K’s, which gave the video an intangible boost.

Chen Jincheng instructed, "Lao Chen, shoot a few more takes, and we’ll pick the best one."

"Got it." Lao Chen nodded and immediately signaled for Zhang Ao’ai to get ready for another take.

They ended up shooting over ten more takes before stopping.

Chen Jincheng sorted through them and picked the best one. "This is it. We can upload this one."

"Mm-hmm!" Zhang Tian’ai nodded.

Soon after, the *Booty Dance* video was uploaded to Zhang Ao’ai’s Tiao Yin account, captioned: "Dance is supposed to make people happy. When everyone is happy, that’s real happiness. And happiness doesn’t require technical skill, don’t you all agree?"

Of course, Chen Jincheng also used the Heat Card!

[You have used a Demonic Dance Heat Card on the current target. The Booty Dance is a valid selection. The popularity equivalent of its past life will be fully granted within 10 hours!]

Thanks to Luo Xiaozhu’s latest video, the buzz surrounding the incident had already reached a fever pitch. Countless people were now following the drama.

Everyone knew the ball was in Chen Jincheng’s court. Would he respond to Luo Xiaozhu? If he didn’t, it would mean Luo Xiaozhu had won with a single strike. If he did, things would likely escalate into a technical dance-off between them.

But to everyone’s surprise, Chen Jincheng did respond with a dance video—just not in the way anyone had expected. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

The caption was a clear jab at Luo Xiaozhu, and what’s more, it made a good point. Wasn’t dance supposed to be about making people happy? Dancers like Taikong Sen and Luo Xiaozhu had amazing technique, but you didn’t see them producing anything as viral or joy-inducing as *Train Opening* or *Subject Three*.

When people clicked on the *Booty Dance* video, they were first captivated by Zhang Ao’ai’s stunning looks. But as they watched her perform the simple, demonic movements of the Booty Dance, their jaws dropped one by one.

Such a beautiful woman, dancing something so... demonic.

Luo Xiaozhu and Taikong Sen had been waiting for Chen Jincheng’s response, so they noticed the *Booty Dance* video the moment it was posted.

Naturally, the two of them saw the caption.

Taikong Sen sneered. "Master Pig, he’s obviously dodging the question of technical skill. And that caption is malicious—if people like the video, won’t they be seen as agreeing with his statement?"

Luo Xiaozhu could see the problem, of course. He snorted. "To think he’d resort to such cheap tricks."

As the soundtrack for the Booty Dance started, Zhang Ao’ai’s exceptional beauty and figure filled their screens. Then she began to move, performing the Booty Dance.

The simple, repetitive two-move sequence made Luo Xiaozhu’s cheek twitch. "This is supposed to be a dance?"

He was stunned. Even if his opponent was too scared to challenge him on technical skill, did they have to resort to a dance this LOW? Just two moves, back and forth. It was utterly ridiculous.

Taikong Sen’s jaw dropped. "If a dance like this can go viral, there’s no justice in the world."

"If he puts out a dance this LOW and people actually respond to it, I’ll quit showbiz and go home to raise fish," Luo Xiaozhu finally spat out, unable to hold back his derision. "A dance with just two repetitive moves? On *This is Street Dance*, it wouldn’t even make it past the first round of auditions."