CEO's Sweetheart is a Super Idol-Chapter 446 - 438: The Superior and Inferior Decided Immediately

Chapter 446: Chapter 438: The Superior and Inferior Decided Immediately

Waiting Room

"We got here first." Lu Shanshan, dressed in a casual denim shirt and shorts, looked around curiously.

It was just a partitioned area with a few long wooden benches and simple cabinets.

Inside, there were cameramen and directors, but they all seemed like NPCs in a video game.

"Let’s find a spot to sit!" Zhao Yixue, the member with the highest altitude in Galaxy, whose demeanor could be as elegant as a rose or as fierce as a lion, said with a smile.

"I wonder who else will come. Is this section segregated by gender?" Yang Peijie, wearing a white T-shirt, asked cautiously.

The three of them sat down somewhat awkwardly, sensing the oppressive atmosphere in the room.

At that moment, the door opened.

"Hi! Hello, is this the blue area?"

With a bright smile on her face, Meng Meixuan walked in, followed by Fu Xiaoyu.

The three Galaxy girls were taken aback and then delighted, not expecting to share the same zone with the C-lister from Natural Girl.

"Yes!" Lu Shanshan responded with a smile.

With beaming smiles, Meng and Fu walked in.

Meng Meixuan immediately noticed that the prime seats in the room had been taken by the three Galaxy girls. A trace of displeasure flickered in her eyes.

This event was hosted by Penguin,

and not only were they considered the "crown princesses," but they were also top-tier influencers.

Yet these nobodies, with zero recognition in the big leagues, dared to take the prime seats.

Zhao Yixue, a second-wave member of Galaxy, who had a calm demeanor and more industry experience, quickly sensed Meng Meixuan’s displeasure. She smiled and gently tugged her two teammates to sit at the far end of the room. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"You can take these seats!" Zhao Yixue smiled kindly.

Fu Xiaoyu, thinking it was just a polite gesture between groups, was about to sit down when Meng Meixuan pulled her aside.

"These seats are too conspicuous; let’s play it safe," Meng Meixuan said, leading Fu Xiaoyu to the seats on the far right.

Fu Xiaoyu’s heart skipped a beat.

With the cameras filming, sitting there might spark accusations of bullying newcomers. Realizing this was a Penguin production unlikely to set them up, she finally relaxed.

Lu Shanshan stared at Meng Meixuan with excitement; she adored her.

By contrast, Yang Peijie looked a bit disappointed—her favorite was Wu Zixuan.

The two wanted to strike up a conversation, but after Meng and Fu sat down, they exchanged only a few words among themselves.

Zhao Yixue grew anxious, realizing they clearly did not want to engage with her group.

Her teammates were far too naïve, thinking this was really just a college sporting event!

"Why don’t you all introduce yourselves?" the director suddenly suggested.

At once, Meng Meixuan, who had been holding a cold expression, turned on a bright smile. "I’m Meng Meixuan. And you are?"

The three already-nervous girls instantly stood up. "We’re the Galaxy Girl Group from Galaxy Media!"

The trio even demonstrated their group’s hand gesture.

Meng and Fu froze for a moment. "We’re Natural Girl."

"Since this is everyone’s first meeting, maybe we should hug?"

Lu Shanshan suddenly blurted out, staring intently at Meng Meixuan.

This was actually a common practice in Galaxy for welcoming newcomers.

But in this setting, it was beyond awkward.

Meng Meixuan kept smiling on the surface but was fuming inside, thinking they were trying to leech off her popularity.

Fu Xiaoyu was equally displeased. What kind of impudent girl was this?

"Let’s skip the hug and just stay seated—it’s too hot for that," Zhao Yixue interjected to diffuse the awkwardness.

Yang Peijie seemed eager but was stopped by a sharp glance from Meng Meixuan.

Another Room

Yu Qingjia and Xu Mengchen were chatting with Zhang Zijing and Duan Yuxin.

The situation was similar to Meng Meixuan’s group; Yu Qingjia remained somewhat reserved.

As part of Galaxy’s first wave, she had a bit of fame in fan circles, so she wasn’t overly proactive.

Xu Mengchen, by contrast, was brimming with enthusiasm, making small talk with a wide smile.

Zhang Zijing listened politely, while Duan Yuxin gave sporadic, half-hearted responses.

If not for the necessary process, neither would have bothered engaging with Yu Qingjia’s group.

Next Room

"Hello, I’m Lv Fangxin of Natural Girl."

"Hello, I’m Jiang Mengqi of Natural Girl."

Wang Yiran, seeing the polite enthusiasm of newcomer Lv Fangxin and the sweet Rainbow girl Jiang Mengqi, felt a swell of pride and vanity, as though her ego had just been inflated.

At the same time, she felt uneasy and cautiously introduced herself in return.

"Will there be boys joining us here?" Lv Fangxin suddenly asked the scriptwriter in their room.

Wang Yiran was startled. Was it okay to ask something like that?

Wasn’t it forbidden to casually talk to the staff during recording?

To her surprise, the scriptwriter immediately confirmed it.

"Then we’d better remain composed and ladylike."

Jiang Mengqi instantly adopted a ladylike sitting posture, with her back straight, legs together, and hands neatly placed.

Watching them, Wang Yiran instinctively tensed up and imitated their overly proper posture, feeling abnormally awkward.

"Haha! Haha!"

The two unrestrained and hearty laughs made her feel like an absolute fool.

These two were clearly putting on a show.

Wang Yiran’s face flushed so red she could feel the heat radiating off her cheeks.

Though she’d made a name for herself as a quick-witted MC in small programs, today, she was completely outclassed.

These two girls had a natural knack for variety shows, seemingly in perfect sync with each other.

Meanwhile, her own group members playing the "sweet and dumb beauty" trope paled in comparison.

Embarrassed, she quietly slipped out, heading to Yu Qingjia’s room to observe the situation there.

"Let’s hide and scare whoever comes in next!" Lv Fangxin suggested.

"Sure! Let’s find a spot to hide!" Jiang Mengqi agreed eagerly.

Lv Fangxin ducked behind an advertising board at the back of the room, singing loudly.

She even exaggeratedly deepened her voice, pretending to sound like a man.

This instantly elevated the comedic effect of the scene, ensuring maximum airtime during post-production.

As Wang Yiran walked through the hallway, the singing snapped her out of her hazy thoughts.

"Wang Yiran, are you out of your mind? Lv Fangxin is the hottest one here—sticking with her means more screen time!"

Realizing this, she hurried back. "What are you up to? Playing hide-and-seek?"

"We’re planning to scare whoever comes in," Jiang Mengqi replied with a grin.

"Let me cover for you guys!" Wang Yiran finally regained her wits.

It wasn’t even ten seconds later that two young men walked in from outside.

"Hi, is this the Pink House?"

One of them, a tall and handsome guy named Ling Xiao, greeted them while glancing around.

The other guy seemed a bit stiff and reserved.

Wang Yiran was extremely nervous. Years in a girl group had left her with almost no close interactions with regular men.

Seeing two handsome guys now, she froze, standing like a soldier at attention, her words clumsy and rigid.

"What kind of ridiculous room name is that?" The self-proclaimed tomboy Wang Yiran detested the phrase "Pink House."

"But you’re in the right room, and I’m the only one here," Wang Yiran continued.

Ling Xiao nearly burst out laughing. Wasn’t this basically admitting to hiding something?

The director watching shook his head discreetly, deeming the whole scene too chaotic to salvage smoothly.

If not for wanting to preserve Lv Fangxin’s prank session, he’d have suggested cutting this part altogether.

Jiang Mengqi and Lv Fangxin exchanged glances, their only mutual thought:

If this girl joined the talent show "Destined Idol," she’d probably get eliminated in the first round.

"Ling Xiao!" Jiang Mengqi shouted from her hiding spot.

"Rainbow!" Ling Xiao’s face lit up with surprise, though he hadn’t spotted her yet.

The two had previously collaborated on a sports film, co-starring in one of its storylines.

The cameraman immediately adjusted the angle.

"Is that Jiang Mengqi?"

"Nope!" Wang Yiran pretended to be cute.

"Impossible! It’s definitely her!"

Ling Xiao ignored Wang Yiran, striding toward the back of the room.