Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 141: The Human Red Rose

The form of mime was unsurprisingly well received by the audience, as the thunderous cheers shook the cameras around the audience seating.

Yu Xia left Xie Qingci amidst the screams, another spotlight guiding the red rose to the sofa at the center of the stage.

There sat a frail young man whose eyes were covered with a ribbon.

This time, the rose slid from Song Xi’s forehead down to his nose, and as it passed by, Yu Xia untied the ribbon, revealing Song Xi’s eyes.

Her gaze was aggressive, and Song Xi truly embodied what it meant to coyly shy away, as the ribbon slid off his shoulder when he turned his head.

Another wave of screams surged, and the live stream chat was flooded with comments.

[My god! Is this really what I can watch with a $3 membership?]

[I want to be Yu Xia! I also want to toy with Xie Qingci using a rose!]

[This song is perfectly adapted for their dance, the music teacher is amazing!]

[I’m done for! With such excitement right from the start, how can I possibly put my phone down to go to the bathroom!]

[Yu Xia is so beautiful! She’s the earthly red rose, Queen forever!]

[Indeed, anyone else trying to lift someone’s chin with a red rose would feel greasy, but Yu Xia pulls it off with her playboy charm.]

[Song Xi without glasses has a kind of vulnerability, sob sob, I want to be that ribbon.]

[Holy cow, these are wounds caused by the thorns of a red rose, really fitting the theme, Xie Qingci’s scar aesthetics are superb!]

[Ahhhhh brother is awesome!]

[Let me play with them! Tear the rose off and throw it at them!/Security can’t restrain the wild.jpg]

[Absolutely stunning, this stage should take the top spot!]

The special awakening method stirred the audience, and when the music started, as Yu Xia put her arm around Xie Qingci’s shoulder, another wave of excited screams erupted.

However, Song Xi, who was supposed to rest his hand on her shoulder, maintained a gentlemanly demeanor, merely holding his hand nearby without touching her skin.

But where there was fabric covering, it was different; Song Xi wrapped his arm around her waist, and the two swayed their hips back and forth, then he lifted her hand high as if they were ballroom dancing, with Yu Xia spinning several times under his lead.

Spinning and slightly moving, she finally fell into Xie Qingci’s embrace.

It was still the embrace, but Xie Qingci and Song Xi were completely different.

Song Xi, wary of the difference between genders and perhaps having a lingering shadow towards her, did not hold her tightly at all.

In contrast, Xie Qingci had no such concerns, his palm firmly pressed against her waist and abdomen, controlling the arch of her bend, and as he looked down at her, his dark, deep eyes made one’s heart race.

Those eyes seemed to say he wished he could be even closer, forever leaving the warm touch of his hand on her waist.

Fortunately, the dip was just for a moment, her long hair unfurled in a beautiful arc, and then she stood up straight again, stood in the middle of the lineup, extended her long leg, and with her black high heels, drew half a circle in front, as Song Xi and Xie Qingci on both sides reached out to support her, lifting her up from behind the sofa, where she sat alone.

Red rose and white knight, thorns and wounds, dominance and submission, blooming and awe, solitary fragrance and proactive approach—all of which are encapsulated in this performance, just as the lyrics sing—

"What rose doesn’t have thorns, the best revenge is beauty, the most beautiful blooming is counterattack"

Yu Xia sang the climax effortlessly, her high notes igniting the most enthusiastic cheers.

"Yu Xia! Yu Xia! Yu Xia!"

"Yu Xia, you’re amazing!"

A breathtaking performance concluded perfectly as Yu Xia pulled out a gun that shot a golden rose to end it.

The cheers and screams in the studio continued, and the continuous waves of sound echoed throughout the performance center, prompting the production team to urgently adjust the sound equipment.

Xie Qingci and the others returned to the waiting area, met with astonishment by the others.

Song Xi walked at the front, humbly conversing with others, while Xie Qingci stayed behind, accepting the tissue that Wei Yaoyao squeezed through to hand over to Yu Xia.

Yu Xia, still riding the excitement, gave him a good-natured look.

"Your shirts are soaked, hurry up and wipe off, or you’ll catch a chill when the wind blows."

Dancing and singing really took a toll physically, sweat pouring down, she could see the sweat on Xie Qingci’s forehead was about to drip into his eyes.

Xie Qingci took it as if the words were for him alone, obediently asked Wei Yaoyao for another tissue, sitting in the back slowly wiping his sweat, while his coat appeared once again draped over Yu Xia’s legs.

She was in a great mood, chatting with Shu Ran and the others. From Monday until now, it was the first time she felt so relaxed.

They were undoubtedly first.

Sure enough, in the final voting results, their team got the highest score overall, with the highest individual votes also in their team, and this time, it was intriguingly a tie between Xie Qingci and Song Xi, sharing the first place.

Online, topics like #YuXiaRoseBoy#, #XieQingciSongXiScaraesthetics#, and related discussions shot up like a rocket, powerfully making their way to the top of the trending lists.

The show’s discussion level rose another notch, breaking records for its outreach, and meanwhile, Xie Qingci’s name dominated the screen under Changhui’s manipulation, gaining unprecedented attention.

Yu Xia got on the car after changing clothes, Mei was excited and thrilled, gesturing wildly as she shared her thoughts on the performance.

"It was simply stunning! I couldn’t help but scream when you came out!"

He Ci, who also watched the entire show, teased, "So impressive, back when she was doing period dramas, her classical dance was even more beautiful... But this stage, with the audience screaming in coordination, truly felt different, it made me excited too."

Yu Xia tried hard to suppress her smile, waving her hand, "Oh, it was just okay."

He Ci rolled her eyes at her: "You’re practically over the moon. What, did you enjoy using roses to tease the little brother every day in rehearsals?"

"What are you talking about, I’m not that kind of person," she held her phone far away as if reading it with presbyopia, then exclaimed, "Fans sent back pictures, tsk tsk tsk, how can this woman be so beautiful."

He Ci: "..." Shameless.

"Fortunately, we did our best to clear up your rumors before, or with this kind of stage, you’d have gotten a few more scandals. After all, your teasing technique is just so practiced."

Like a butcher who’s been selling pork for ten years at a slaughterhouse, even if the actions are insincere, it can still be seen as hot and thrilling.

"So there’s completely no hint of a scandal this time?" she asked.

Mei pulled out her phone to search online, saying, "There are a lot of fans shipping CPs, but no one takes it seriously. It’s just a stage after all, with plenty of intimate moves, people wouldn’t think too much."

She then changed her tone, hesitatingly enlarging a picture.

"But this is quite real, the way Xie Qingci looks at you is infatuated and fiery. If I didn’t know there was nothing between you two, just based on this photo, I’d fall into the CP pit myself."

Yu Xia’s heart skipped a beat, "What photo? Let me see."

Mei handed it over for her to see.

It was from the beginning of the performance, where she lifted Xie Qingci’s chin with the rose, and he looked up to meet her gaze in the screenshot.

Indeed... a bit infatuated.