After Cannon Fodder A Accidentally Marked the Cold Film Queen - Chapter 13

The warmth of Zhu Songning’s hand was transmitted directly along Shen Qingyu’s calf, moving upwards.

One step further, and it would be under her skirt.

She had gotten up in a hurry today and hadn’t had time to put on her usual white gloves. Green veins wound their way up her hand from her knuckles to her fingers, like a pale blue river.

Her fingernails were round, and due to long-term hand training, each was evenly slender and long, with a faint pink hue at the joints.

The most striking feature, however, was a tattoo on her right ring finger. Black ink clung to the Alpha’s thin finger skin, which, on closer inspection, could be seen to be shaped like a bite mark, forming a ring around the finger.

Shen Qingyu didn’t know why, but when she saw that tattoo, her eyes felt as if they were stung, and she was inexplicably overcome by a wave of panic and gripping pain.

Zhu Songning stared fixedly at her, the heat in her eyes seemingly enough to burn her to ashes.

Shen Qingyu came back to her senses, her mind surprisingly calm.

She grabbed Zhu Songning’s hair, forcing the other woman to look up at her, while the toe of the foot Zhu Songning had been holding lightly pressed against her chest.

“You speak so fiercely. If you actually dared to do that, I would think highly of you.”

“Go on.”

The pheromones of the S-rank Omega and Alpha collided in the air, and the moment they touched, they spread uncontrollably to the surroundings.

An undercurrent surged, yet because of the former intimacy of the two pheromones, there was a hint of lingering affection.

After a few seconds of silence, Zhu Songning scoffed and released her hand, stepping back.

She picked up a cloth from the nearby table and meticulously wiped her hands, which were now slightly red from the excessive force.

“You pretend to be a cold, unattainable beauty on the surface. Do your fans know that you’re this frivolous and casual in private?”

Perhaps on that one night, she had just treated herself as an emergency plaything.

Zhu Songning casually tossed the cloth into the nearby trash can. It was saturated with the scent of jasmine tea from Shen Qingyu, mixed with her own green floral notes—a bitter, lingering combination.

It smelled terrible.

Shen Qingyu ignored her words, merely snorting through her nose.

“Coward.”

“Reverse psychology doesn’t work on me,” Zhu Songning pulled her jacket from the back of the chair and put it on. “Please move aside.”

“I’m going to eat breakfast. I have practice for the theme song later, and I don’t have time to play these boring games with you. Feel free to do as you please.”

The door of the dorm room closed behind her. She leaned against the back of the door, her long legs slightly bent, and let out a sigh of relief.

She was probably fated to clash with Shen Qingyu. Every encounter and conversation always ended badly.

If it weren’t for the system’s task, she would stay far away from this dangerous person, never wanting to see her again, no matter where they were in the world.

Just thinking about her, Zhu Songning recalled her cold, aloof demeanor in public and the things she had said and done to her.

She lowered her head and sniffed the fingertips that had just touched Shen Qingyu’s leg. Even after wiping them hard, a faint scent of the Omega’s pheromones lingered, and they were inexplicably hot.

She pulled the gloves from her pocket and put them on.

Until they were sealed tight and she couldn’t smell a thing.

After the initial evaluation, it was time for the theme song stage of Youth Trainee 2. After this stage, a second re-evaluation would take place.

As the only S-rank trainee in the initial evaluation, Zhu Songning was undoubtedly the center (C-position) for this theme song stage.

In the original book, this C-position belonged to Xu Zhe. The scene where she practiced until midnight and Mentor Lu brought her water, and they smiled at each other, became a famous moment of the show, attracting a large wave of CP fans for her, and her vote count soared from then on.

Although it was a talent show, the role of CP fans should not be underestimated, in addition to relying on individual strength and charm to attract fans.

Whether between trainees or between trainees and mentors, they could bring in a large amount of traffic.

She arrived at the practice room neither too early nor too late, stepping into the room with five minutes to spare. As soon as she entered, Luo Chuanhe rushed over.

“How was it? I heard the surprise dorm check this morning was for your room?”

“I also heard from the production crew that you were injured? How is it? Is the injury serious?”

She really brought up a sensitive topic.

The bad memory that she had just managed to suppress rushed back into her mind, and Zhu Songning silently moved a step away.

“Thank you for your concern. I’m fine now.”

“Hmph,” Luo Chuanhe saw her look of disdain and distance. “I’m not concerned about you. I’m just afraid that if you were injured and couldn’t make it, some people might covet things that don’t belong to them, like the C-position part? Right?”

When she said the last sentence, she deliberately raised her voice so everyone in the room could hear.

Luo Chuanhe: “Zhu Songning, you wouldn’t believe how awful the things they were saying were before you arrived.”

The faces of the trainees from the same company who were clustered around Xu Zhe immediately darkened.

“What do you mean by that?!” one of them immediately retorted. “We were just stating facts! The theme songs for girl group survival shows have always been sweet and energetic. How does Zhu Songning fit that? This is clearly Zhezhe’s comfort zone!”

“Besides, who doesn’t know that Zhu Songning’s S-rank came through improper means? If it weren’t for her misleading Mentor Shen with that flattering facade…”

“Oh, I haven’t even named anyone, so why are some people already taking offense?”

Luo Chuanhe rubbed her ear, her expression contemptuous.

“Being favored by the Film Empress Shen is also a capability of our little trainee Zhu, alright? Otherwise, why wouldn’t the Film Empress Shen even spare a glance for your Xu Zhe?”

“Heh,” the trainee saw she couldn’t out-argue Luo Chuanhe, so she started to sneer at Zhu Songning. Song Yu, who was nearby, tried to advise her to keep quiet, but was shoved away.

“I’m afraid what she wants isn’t for the Film Empress Shen to be her mentor, but to marry into the Shen family of Beichen as a live-in Alpha!”

As soon as the words fell, the room was completely silent.

“What? You can’t argue with me…”

She was about to say something more but seemed to sense the strange atmosphere and slowly turned to look behind her.

She faced the mentors of Youth Trainee, who had just entered through the door, along with the camera crew and the director team.

“…………”

Zhu Songning’s gaze shifted from her to Xu Zhe beside her.

Isn’t she Shen Qingyu’s niece?

Why did her gaze towards Shen Qingyu hold no trace of affection, but rather one filled with fear and dread?

Before Zhu Songning could figure out the relationship, her view of Xu Zhe was blocked by a flash of white.

“Want to marry into—the Shen family?”

Shen Qingyu faced Zhu Songning, her face cold, and tilted her head to look at her.

“You want to be my live-in Alpha?”

[OMG! OMG!]

[I’m scared awake this early in the morning!]

[Zhu Songning is doomed… The last person who dared to offend Film Empress Shen like that has grass two meters high on their grave.]

[What’s the gossip? What’s the gossip? (Ears perked up)]

[I kind of remember this? It was at a charity gala before, a young Alpha celebrity in the industry got drunk and said the wrong thing, claiming in front of Yu-Mian (Shen Qingyu) that she would marry her and make the Film Empress obey her. Since that day, that celebrity has disappeared from the industry…]

[Holy moly! Offering incense for Ningning…]

[Offering incense +1]

[Offering incense +10086]

“I wasn’t the one who said it, why are you asking me?”

Zhu Songning didn’t want to be the scapegoat.

Besides, what’s all this about a live-in Alpha? Didn’t she already get the marriage certificate?!

Is Shen Qingyu addicted to acting out a role for her?!

“There.”

Zhu Songning kindly and accurately pointed out the person in the crowd.

The trainee who had spoken turned pale, hid behind Xu Zhe, and tugged at her sleeve.

Xu Zhe: “Little—Film Empress Shen, she’s my friend, she didn’t mean to offend you.”

She was about to say “Auntie” but suddenly remembered that Shen Qingyu disliked it when others brought up their family relationship while she was working, so she quickly changed her words.

Shen Qingyu ignored Xu Zhe, merely glancing at her dismissively, which caused her to quickly fall silent.

The trainee was shaking: “I’m sorry…”

“He Yu? I remember you.”

Zhu Songning turned around, looking at the trainee name tag on her chest, and slowly read out her name.

She faced the girl who was cowering behind Xu Zhe, seeing that her earlier arrogance was gone, like a deflated balloon.

“You don’t think that a casual rumor followed by an apology is enough to settle the matter, do you?”

The Alpha suddenly laughed, she didn’t know what she had thought of. The smile was bright and cunning. Her tone and expression were clearly friendly, yet it involuntarily gave others the feeling that they were being threatened by her.

“Or do you think that only you have a powerful backer in this show?”

The reason He Yu dared to be so presumptuous in front of everyone was precisely because she was speaking up for Xu Zhe, and Xu Zhe was backed by the powerful capital of Yuanhe Entertainment, which everyone dared not offend.

So, what did Zhu Songning mean by her backer?

The trainees in the room exchanged confused glances.

A solo trainee, what kind of power could be behind her?

What capital would support her?

Only Xu Zhe’s gaze suddenly froze.

Behind Zhu Songning, the usually aloof, white-haired beauty’s eyelids curved, and the corners of her mouth lifted into a smile as she raised her head, her silver-white hair flowing outward with her movement.

The two of them, one in black and one in white, one tall and one slender, looked strangely well-matched standing together.

Zhu Songning wore an innocent, wronged expression:

“What do you say, Mentor Shen?”

Where did this little dog learn to borrow the fox’s authority?

But putting everything else aside, Shen Qingyu was quite pleased by this.

Her slender, translucent hand gently rested on Zhu Songning’s shoulder, and her eyes first scanned the room. The oppressive aura from the S-rank Omega felt like a storm brewing.

The intense smile only slightly subsided when her gaze swept over He Yu.

Her voice was very cold. Although she was speaking to Zhu Songning, her eyes were cast upon He Yu as if bestowing a favor.

“Of course.”

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