Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!-Chapter 548 - 30: After Divorce, the Cannon Fodder Joins a Romance Variety Show
"System alert, Heartbeat Value is declining.
Heartbeat Value: -17
Current Heartbeat Value: 21.
Heartbeat Value dropped by seventeen, recovered one hundred points.
Current point balance is insufficient.
Charm points have decreased."
The shrill alert sound rang again, like a soul-stirring bell, stimulating Shang Qingrao’s already tense and fragile nerves.
What’s going on!!
Why has the Heartbeat Value dropped again!
What did I just do wrong? Why is Zhou Luo acting like this!
Looking up, seeing Murong Yan with a dark face in front of her, Shang Qingrao was in a chaotic state of mind, losing the composure and calm she had before Murong Yan.
Due to the drop in Charm Value, every little action in her eyes was exposed, and her facial expressions were flying chaotically, utterly unnatural.
Murong Yan frowned, a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.
Shang Qingrao decided to stabilize him first.
"Yan, Zhou Luo was too nervous just now, so I thought I’d teach him my way to relieve stress."
"So your way of relieving stress is to touch someone else’s hand?"
"I had no other intentions, don’t misunderstand me."
Murong Yan chuckled, the smile carrying some self-mockery.
"Hmm, I’m blind, so I misunderstood you. Well, continue."
Murong Yan turned and left after speaking.
Shang Qingrao stood in place, unable to help taking a deep breath.
Originally wanting to catch up, but then she thought, making him jealous isn’t a bad thing; only then will he feel a sense of crisis and care more about her.
Experienced in dealing with emotions, Shang Qingrao understands men’s thoughts.
Murong Yan being angry proves he cares and likes her.
The more so, the stronger his possessiveness.
So Shang Qingrao was not worried.
Until, that soul-stirring alert sound rang again repeatedly.
"System alert, Heartbeat Value is declining..."
Shang Qingrao was completely flustered.
Standing in place, in this somewhat warm night, her limbs were icy cold as if she had fallen into an ice pit.
What should she do, what should she do?
Why did the method that worked so smoothly before suddenly stop working?
Where did it go wrong?
Finally, someone called her, snapping her out of her daze, forcing herself to remain calm and sitting under the stage, watching the rehearsal of the people above.
It’s okay, the Heartbeat Value hasn’t decreased too much.
She just needs to use the right method, and one glance or one action can bring the Heartbeat Value back to its peak.
The most important thing now is Murong Yan.
What kind does he like?
Quiet, composed, elegant, beautiful.
He personally admitted that he likes women like orchids.
Shang Qingrao then wore a silk-like improved version of a cheongsam.
This was the outfit she specially prepared for this performance, with large patches of hand-sewn orchids, the silver thread usually invisible but able to shine under the lights.
Before going on stage, Shang Qingrao looked towards Jiang Lai’s direction.
She had also changed clothes, into a red long dress, matching her style. Although her chest was well covered, it still had a big backless design.
Seeing this scene, Shang Qingrao couldn’t help but sneer internally.
She thought Jiang Lai’s temperament was simple, but now she sees Jiang Lai was already prepared to outshine her.
With such deep schemes, no wonder Murong Yan abandoned her.
The performance began, with Zhou Luo hosting.
The first show was a song and dance collaboration between Coco and Hu Peiyuan, the synergy between a professional singer and top model indeed produced a perfect spark.
The chat was filled with screams and cheers.
[This is scorching, sister, this is scorching me!!]
[Need to find a way to get this woman]
[Wow! Who said the two of them had no chemistry! Lock them in place for me now!]
The enthusiastic performance ended with Jiang Lai leading the applause and cheers.
Shang Qingrao occasionally glanced at her, the coldness evident in her eyes.
Really good at pretending.
Came to outshine others, yet can still fake sincerity to cheer for others.
Seems she underestimated Jiang Lai’s acting skills.
The second performance was hers.
Unlike the enthusiasm of the first time she took to the stage, the sparse applause all came from Hu Peiyuan; aside from him, the scene was silent, even Murong Yan who always encouraged her had crossed his arms, looked at her indifferently, showing no sign of wanting to clap.
Shang Qingrao kept taking deep breaths.
Her eyes slightly teared up, looking pitiful, accompanied by the music’s sound, in the dim light, the woman’s figure was graceful and slender.
[Wow, beauty is shedding tears; truly exquisite]
[Did you quarrel with the Domineering President? His expression doesn’t look good either]
[I noticed Zhou Luo just now, coming out with the Domineering President from the back, could it be two men fighting for a woman and conflicts occurring?]
[Pretty good looking but lacks some aesthetics]
[Indeed, cannot stand a closer look, feels slightly uncoordinated]
Having lost Charm Value, Shang Qingrao had no idea that her once best dance now lacked its initial breathtaking impact.
Even with the boost from the clothes, every move seemed lacking in composure and laziness, with a hint of over-exertion.
Moreover, those sitting below were all professionals.
In this circle, who isn’t multi-talented? Compared to the explosive opening by Coco and Hu Peiyuan, her dance became boring and tiresome after a prolonged watch.
Yet, the music sound kept lingering.
This was designed by Shang Qingrao herself, a half-hour dance depicting a dancer’s life.
Finally, Zhou Luo leaning against the wall waiting, let out a yawn.
Caught by the camera at just the right moment.
[Too funny, Zhou Luo got sleepy from the dance]
[First time seeing a beauty’s dance tire one’s eyes]
[Friendly question from a passerby, what significance does repeating the same move over and over have?]
[Purely extending screen time, adding scenes for herself, first time watching a thirty-minute dance]
[Oh my, please end sooner, I want to see Jiang Lai]
[How many people are yawning just like me at this moment?]
After half an hour, the music finally stopped.
Shang Qingrao was drenched in sweat, standing on stage, her hair disordered, breath slightly erratic.
She imagined herself as broken beauty at this moment, like an orchid after a storm, delicate yet resilient.
However, those below finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Applause was sparse, given by the staff.
Hu Peiyuan was still generous, calling it good.
[Old Hu has one problem, can’t bear the awkwardness of others]
[Next program is Jiang Lai! Wash your face and wake up from sleepy]
Zhou Luo took the stage, announcing the next program.
"Next, welcome Jiang Lai to bring us a piano solo, ’Grain Dance’."
The experience accumulated from before came in handy.
Jiang Lai lifted her dress as she took the stage, gradually sitting by the piano.
At this time, her long hair was all gently pulled up, secured with a simple chopstick behind her head, loose and lazy, strands of hair hanging low on her neck.
