After Cannon Fodder A Accidentally Marked the Cold Film Queen - Chapter 14

A passionate kiss for five minutes.

The simple two words landed with resounding impact.

Everyone in the room was, without exception, plunged into a state of shock and silence.

Shen Qingyu’s public image had always been one of cool aloofness and arrogance, as if she looked down on everyone and everything, indifferent to people and events.

With a successful career, an unfathomably deep family background, and her transcendent beauty, she had never lacked a variety of excellent Alpha suitors.

But they had all, without exception, been rejected by the Shadow Empress Shen Qingyu.

This was the first time anyone had witnessed the Shadow Empress Shen show such obvious… favoritism and protection toward anyone.

—It was as if she were truly standing up for this obscure little Alpha trainee.

“Of course—it was just a joke.”

Mentor Yangyang, who had been listening with trepidation, quickly stepped out to smooth things over after receiving a look from the director.

“Our Youth Trainees 2 adheres to the principle of fairness and impartiality. Where would a backer come from, haha…”

The show’s director timely emerged to take control, first playing the theme song’s music and dance video for everyone.

It was indeed a youthful and energetic style.

It could be said that it was starkly different from the style Zhu Songning usually adopted.

After a full day of practice, the song and dance weren’t very difficult, considering the skill levels of most people. The only difficulty for her was how to perfectly integrate into this style of music while also showcasing her personal charm.

A sweet style…?

Frantically searching her mind for material, Zhu Songning suddenly recalled a movie she had once accompanied Lu Conghuan to see in the cinema.

In the film, Shen Qingyu played a teenage killer.

Her long hair was tied into pigtails, she always had a lollipop in her mouth, and she looked playful and spirited when she looked at people, yet she could also laughingly pull the trigger and take a life in three seconds.

The movie was mediocre, one of Shen Qingyu’s earliest works.

But Zhu Songning was deeply impressed by the character she portrayed, so much so that she dreamed of that “teenage killer” for a month straight.

In the dream, she smiled, crunched the candy with a crunch, playfully stuck out her tongue, and then aimed the gun at her.

Click.

Zhu Songning was lost in thought alone in the practice room late at night, her steps instinctively following the music. She didn’t even notice the door being gently pushed open at some point.

A cool hand touched her waist.

“Here, the movement is wrong.”

Shen Qingyu’s voice sounded behind her.

“Your waist needs to go a little further to the left.”

Hearing her voice, Zhu Songning snapped back to reality and immediately took several steps back.

“You…”

She wanted to mention the morning incident but paused, skillfully changing the subject.

“It’s so late. Why are you here?”

“Want to know the reason?” Shen Qingyu walked a few steps closer to her, the distance controlled to a position that was slightly ambiguous yet polite. “I have the official explanation and my personal explanation. Which one do you want to hear?”

“Forget it if you don’t want to say.”

Why the teasing?

Shen Qingyu: “Forget it, I won’t tease you anymore.”

“Officially, as a mentor, what does it look like for one of my trainees to be practicing alone late at night in the practice room?”

“As for privately—”

“I just wanted to spend some alone time with you and, incidentally, praise you.”

“What you did this morning was very good.”

Zhu Songning listened to her say it in a calm tone, but an inexplicable ripple stirred in her heart.

Her mind was in turmoil.

What did that mean?

What did Shen Qingyu mean by that sentence?

Was she so happy about using her this morning?

Zhu Songning couldn’t quite figure out her thoughts: “…I’m sorry.”

“Sorry for what?” Shen Qingyu sat down on a chair in the practice room and poured herself a cup of water. “With me, praise is genuinely praise. It means I am very satisfied with you.”

She understood Zhu Songning’s thoughts.

In today’s society, connections are the best bridge upward. With her backing, Zhu Songning could navigate this show, or even more exaggeratedly, this entertainment industry, without fear.

She could give her good resources, high exposure, and perhaps use some controversial methods to cement her fanbase, quickly building her into a shining, rising star in the domestic entertainment scene.

This was not a difficult task for Shen Qingyu.

But Zhu Songning was precisely not that kind of person.

She appeared cunning, worldly, and perhaps a little fond of money.

But in reality, she was stubborn, persistent, and adhered to her own notions of fairness and justice.

She was as inflexible as an unyielding stone.

“I know you don’t need extra help from anyone.”

Shen Qingyu slowly raised the teacup and smiled faintly.

“But at least I hope when you feel wronged, you can learn how to cry out to someone.”

“Even children know to cry and fuss to their mothers when they get hurt. Don’t keep silent, alright?”

Zhu Songning’s hands, hanging at her sides, suddenly clenched.

Inside the room, the clock continued to tick, and her heart also seemed to be enchanted by the person in front of her, beating wildly, thump-thump, over and over.

After a long time, she finally looked up: “Thank you.”

Shen Qingyu hummed in response, her rosy lips touching the cup as she tilted her head slightly to drink the water.

“Wait—”

Zhu Songning suddenly remembered something and quickly stepped forward to stop her.

That cup of water had several packets of white sugar poured into it, according to her preference.

She had a sweet tooth, but this level of sweetness might not taste good to others.

“Pfft—”

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The moment Shen Qingyu took a sip, she couldn’t help but sputter it out, choked by the rich sugar water.

It just so happened to spray all over Zhu Songning’s face.

Oops.

Now she’s a soggy little puppy.

“…………”

【Ding.】

【Congratulations to the host for triggering time-limited mission three. Please passionately kiss the target for five minutes! Time limit: 24 hours.】

Zhu Songning: “?”

No, what do you mean by issuing a mission at a time like this?

The System chose to play dead strategically.

“You wait!”

Shen Qingyu, completely unaware of what had just happened, was busy looking for tissues on the table.

Zhu Songning gritted her teeth.

It’s better to complete this nonsense task sooner rather than later.

There might not be another opportunity tomorrow.

Watching the flustered Shen Qingyu, she abruptly stepped forward. Her damp hair hung down both sides of her face, and the sugar water dripped down the black tips of her hair, landing on Shen Qingyu’s rose-colored lips and slipping into the gap between her lips.

Zhu Songning steeled herself, closed her eyes, and kissed her.

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