After Cannon Fodder A Accidentally Marked the Cold Film Queen - Chapter 10

Zhu Songning’s neck flushed crimson in an instant, and even her ears were tinged with a rosy hue.

Shit.

Did Shen Qingyu even know what she was saying?

“You…”

She was about to say something but remembered that her microphone was still on, so she swallowed the words before they came out.

Shen Qingyu released the tie she was holding and tidied it up for her.

“Zhu student, please don’t be anxious.”

She flipped the card over, facing the camera.

A dazzling golden “S” was prominent on the card’s face, causing an uproar in the venue.

“Before the show began, the director team specially gave me an S card, saying that if I saw a trainee perform exceptionally well among this batch, I could use it to change that trainee’s rating—”

Shen Qingyu spoke slowly, pausing midway, but no one dared to interrupt.

“Before seeing Student Zhu’s performance, I hadn’t planned on using this card at all.”

“But, Student Zhu is truly a pleasant surprise.”

Shen Qingyu’s gaze swept over her body inch by inch. This wasn’t the first time Zhu Songning had been scrutinized like this. In her original world, as the most famous magician, she was subjected to countless gazes, both benevolent and malicious, every day.

However, when the person looking at her became Shen Qingyu, she suddenly felt uncomfortable everywhere.

One moment she was wondering if the makeup on her face had come off after the dance, and the next she was thinking that the size of the black suit jacket she was wearing seemed a little ill-fitting, too large, completely concealing her toned abdomen!

Shen Qingyu tucked the card into the pocket on her chest, replacing the rose that had vanished.

“I disagree with what Teacher Lu just said. Although I am an outsider in the idol field, I believe extraordinary talent is especially crucial, whether on stage or in front of a movie camera. A genius deserves the rules to make an exception for her.”

“I hope my top student won’t disappoint me either.”

After she finished speaking, Lu Conghuan’s face turned from pale to green, looking terribly upset.

Shen Qingyu’s series of actions clearly expressed her admiration for Zhu Songning, which was undoubtedly a slap in her face.

How could Film Empress Shen take a liking to a good-for-nothing Alpha like Zhu Songning? Could it be… that the person in the presidential suite that night was them?

How was this possible?!

Having said what she needed to say, Shen Qingyu was about to step off the stage and return to her mentor seat.

But her sleeve was pulled.

It was Zhu Songning.

Zhu Songning lowered her head, looking at the sleeve she was tugging on, her expression unclear.

After a moment, she suddenly looked up, flashing a brilliant smile: “Since that’s the case, why doesn’t Mentor Shen give me another reward for a top student?”

Luo Chuanhe, sitting on the second-place seat, furiously slapped the back of her chair, desperately giving Zhu Songning eye signals to tell her not to cause trouble.

Zhu Songning selectively ignored her.

“What reward do you want?”

To touch her hand?

Shen Qingyu wasn’t blind or stupid. Zhu Songning’s sudden change in attitude toward her today and the fervent look in her eyes toward her hand were hard to ignore.

Although she couldn’t figure out the reason just yet.

Now, it wasn’t just her face; laughter also lit up Zhu Songning’s eyes: “Since Mentor Shen appreciates me so much, why not become my trainee mentor?”

Lu Conghuan abruptly stood up from the mentor seat: “That’s against the rules!”

Youth Trainee 2 only had four mentor choices.

Shen Qingyu, as the chief mentor, was not within the selectable range.

Zhu Songning’s gaze was not given to anyone else, but focused solely on Shen Qingyu.

In this matter, what others said didn’t count.

As shown by the S card in Shen Qingyu’s hand, her influence in this program was extraordinary.

Shen Qingyu narrowed her eyes, her gaze shifting slightly, like a lazy cat.

But no one would really mistake her for a small, harmless cat.

“Then your subsequent mentor collaboration stage…”

“Will only be with you.”

Zhu Songning answered matter-of-factly and decisively.

There would definitely be many tasks in the future similar to holding hands, so she had to find every possible way to gain opportunities for private interaction with Shen Qingyu.

Rehearsals, asking her mentor for guidance—these were simply great opportunities waving at her.

“Is that so…” Shen Qingyu dropped her playful demeanor, and Zhu Songning clearly felt the temperature around her seemed to drop a few degrees.

“A very bold move.”

“However… I like it very much.”

The cold expression on Shen Qingyu’s face melted away. Her pale complexion seemed to gain a hint of human warmth because of it, and a dim flame burned in her obsidian eyes.

“Those without ambition don’t deserve to be associated with me. I hope we can enjoy our time together from now on.”

She and Zhu Songning brushed past each other, moving in two different directions. As they passed, not even the edges of their clothes touched.

“I think so too.”

Zhu Songning’s reply was lazy.

The rankings in the trainee seats changed again.

Xu Zhe vacated the first-place seat, yielding it to Zhu Songning. Luo Chuanhe, on the other hand, dropped from second to third.

Zhu Songning sat in the most central and highest position among the trainees, gazing across at Shen Qingyu in the center of the mentor seats.

The presence of everyone else seemed overshadowed by the two of them, fading into the background.

It was as if—A King and a King Do Not Meet.

This thought quickly popped into some people’s minds but was just as quickly suppressed.

What a joke. How could Zhu Songning, a rookie who hadn’t even debuted, be compared to Film Empress Shen?

During the subsequent trainee performances, Zhu Songning mostly just rested her head in her hand, occasionally chatting with Luo Chuanhe beside her.

Only when Song Yu came on stage did she lightly frown.

If the feeling Song Yu gave her last night was just similar, then on stage today, the similarity between her and Shen Qingyu went from 2 points to 6 points.

Song Yu’s voice was naturally low, while Shen Qingyu’s was a delicate, thin voice. However, on the stage today, Song Yu was deliberately pitching her voice higher.

When it came time for their group to choose a mentor, Song Yu, looking up from the audience, fixed a fervent gaze on Shen Qingyu:

“Actually, I’ve always been a fan of Film Empress Shen… I wonder if I could also have the honor of becoming Mentor Shen’s trainee!”

“?” Luo Chuanhe perked up, nudging Zhu Songning with her elbow, “Someone’s coming to steal your mentor.”

Zhu Songning was speechless: “…She’s stealing a mentor, not a wife. You really don’t need to look like you’re on the front lines of gossip.”

“What? You want Film Empress Shen to be your wife too?!” Luo Chuanhe, as a rapper, had her own unique ability to grasp key points, “Dream on!”

Zhu Songning: “…………”

So frustrating.

She badly wanted to throw the marriage certificate in her face.

Then, thinking of her confiscated marriage certificate, her head hurt even more.

Shen Qingyu naturally refused, her words as cold as ever, and she didn’t even bother to give a reason for the rejection.

After sitting still for several hours, just as Zhu Songning felt she was about to go numb, the director finally announced the end.

She still had to move dorms after the end, and she didn’t want to wait a second longer, rushing to leave work. However, Shen Qingyu suddenly appeared from nowhere and blocked her path.

Zhu Songning looked at her with a questioning gaze.

“Where are you planning to go? My top student.”

Shen Qingyu asked her.

“Moving dorms.”

Moving to the A-level trainee dorm.

Shen Qingyu immediately smiled, twirling a set of keys between her fingers, and tossing them to her.

Zhu Songning caught them: “What does this mean?”

“It’s obvious,” Shen Qingyu said, “A small perk for the top student.”

“There’s an empty room next to my dorm, isn’t there? You didn’t want it yesterday, so I specifically applied to the director for it as a courtesy for the S-level trainee.”

“What is the other key for?”

Zhu Songning inquired.

The bunch Shen Qingyu tossed her had two keys jingling on it.

“As for the other one…” She thought about her wording, “A small perk for my little wife? Our dorms are connected, and this is the key to that secret door.”

Zhu Songning: “??!”

What was going on?

How could the production team install such a secretive device when renovating the rooms?

As if seeing through Zhu Songning’s thoughts, Shen Qingyu explained: “This place was originally a property of mine, lent to the production team.”

Zhu Songning: “Oh.”

No wonder.

She wondered how Shen Qingyu was so familiar with the place, acting as if she had returned to her old den.

Turns out, it was her territory all along.

“Don’t worry, the production team doesn’t know about the secret door.”

Shen Qingyu turned and saw the production team members heading their way, so she changed the subject.

She put on a serious face.

“You need to work hard. Don’t you dare embarrass me with your future performance.”

Zhu Songning witnessed a major shift in the Film Empress’s expression and turned her head: “…Got it.”

She didn’t have much luggage, so she carried a single box and left. Luo Chuanhe wanted to see her off but was politely declined.

Luo Chuanhe was overjoyed: “Okay, then you go ahead.”

Zhu Songning: “Where’s the friendship?”

Luo Chuanhe quickly shook her head: “Our shallow friendship is nothing but floating clouds under the pressure of Film Empress Shen.”

“Aren’t you her fan?” Zhu Songning glanced at her.

“That’s different. I’m still a career fan and a beauty fan,” Luo Chuanhe showed a look of longing and adoration, “I’m already very satisfied to look at a beautiful woman a few more times. I don’t want to be frozen by an ice mountain.”

“You didn’t see it, but when Song Yu left the stage later, she couldn’t even walk straight.”

Finally, she briefly summarized: “Perhaps all the stunningly beautiful people in this world are poisonous.”

“But I think Goddess Yu is quite nice to you, not holding a grudge over your rudeness this morning.”

Luo Chuanhe patted her shoulder.

“You work hard, do a good job.”

Zhu Songning didn’t say anything, but thought in her heart: Do what? What can she do?

After all these days, Zhu Songning had come to realize something about herself.

She was only capable of being manipulated by Shen Qingyu!

Sigh! Such is life!

After settling into her new dorm, Zhu Songning first took a shower, then headed over to visit Shen Qingyu precisely at nine o’clock.

She politely knocked a few times and heard Shen Qingyu’s “Come in.”

The key turned twice in the secret lock, click, and the door separating the rooms opened.

Shen Qingyu’s room, like her as a person, was a large, empty, cool-toned space, appearing clean yet desolate.

Zhu Songning’s footsteps echoed from behind her, approaching step by step.

Shen Qingyu seemed to be getting ready to wash up. The buttons of her usually impeccable clothes were now unfastened a few times, perfectly revealing her sharp collarbone and a tantalizing expanse of skin beneath.

Her silver-white hair was loose, and the scent of jasmine tea wafted from her hair, subtly penetrating Zhu Songning’s nostrils.

“It’s so late, why are you still here.”

She turned her head, tilting it back to look at Zhu Songning.

“The ends of your hair are still wet,”

The Omega’s pale fingers lightly touched the Alpha’s carelessly dried hair.

“You’ll catch a cold easily like this. I’ll blow-dry it for you some more.”

Zhu Songning felt an itch where her hair was touched.

She silently reached out, capturing Shen Qingyu’s restless hand by the wrist.

So thin.

She could easily circle it with one hand.

The bony wrist pressed against her palm. Zhu Songning advanced aggressively, and Shen Qingyu slowly retreated.

Until Shen Qingyu’s legs hit the table behind her.

The table was about the same height as her legs. Having nowhere to retreat, she reluctantly half-sat on it.

Zhu Songning pulled her hand down, tracing her hand down her wrist until their palms met. The Alpha’s fingers forcefully spread the distance between her fingers, and her long fingers smoothly interlocked with hers.

Fingers laced together.

[Ding, the host’s time-limited mission has been completed.]

The white gloves weren’t made of a soft, smooth material; they were somewhat stiff. Shen Qingyu frowned slightly, feeling a faint sense of foreignness and friction between their hands.

“What do you mean?”

Zhu Songning didn’t answer but countered with a question: “What do you mean?”

The other hand held the two keys, pressing them against the hem of her skirt.

“Earlier today, did you really get wet?”

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