Male Lead, Let Go of That Heroine—Let Me! [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

“Sister Song Lan, do you understand what Yan Hui meant just now?” Fang Xiaoxiao was somewhat dazed by Yan Hui’s attitude.

Song Lan took the contract, scrutinized the terms, and sighed. “The three of you don’t need to go on this variety show; Yan Hui can go by herself.”

“Huh?” Xiao Su said worriedly, “Sister Song Lan, do you really plan to let Yan Hui go alone? With her temper, if we aren’t there to hold her back, things will go off the rails.”

“Heh, is there any use in holding her back?” Song Lan took a deep breath. “With Yan Hui’s dog-like temper, who can stop her? Every time you try to stop her, you just end up getting hurt yourselves. This time she made the mess herself, so it’s time she cleaned up her own disaster.”

Fang Xiaoxiao looked at Zong Yue and asked, “Captain, don’t you have anything to say?”

Zong Yue gave a meaningful look toward the direction Yan Hui had left, shook her head, and said, “Let’s follow Sister Song Lan’s arrangements.” She looked at the others in the meeting room. “Please don’t spread what happened today to the outside. Everyone should act as if they know nothing about this, okay?”

The crowd nodded silently.

“Alright, it’s late. Everyone disperse.” Zong Yue looked at He Jie. “Wipe your tears. Don’t let people see them and give them something to gossip about.”

He Jie wiped her tears and nodded. “Okay, I’ll head out first.”

Once Xiao Su saw He Jie helping Sister Song Lan out, she finally asked the question she’d been wondering. “Why didn’t Yan Hui lose her temper today? Sister Song Lan shouted right at her just now. If it were before, Yan Hui would have gone up to hit someone, but just now… she didn’t look angry at all? Is that girl holding back a huge explosion?” Xiao Su thought of Yan Hui’s threat to He Jie and shuddered. “What she said to Xiao Jie… she wouldn’t really kill someone, would she? What do we do? Captain, I’m scared!”

Fang Xiaoxiao’s heart also skipped a beat at her words. She swallowed hard. “Xiao Su, don’t let your imagination run wild. What are you talking about? Killing is illegal. No matter how overbearing Yan Hui is, she wouldn’t go as far as killing someone. Don’t scare yourself.”

“But she’s acting very abnormally. Sister Song Lan was pointing at her nose and scolding her, and I didn’t see her curse back or get mad. My heart is terrified,” Xiao Su held out her palm. “Look, I’m sweating. I was truly afraid Yan Hui would hit Sister Song Lan earlier; I’m still shaking now.”

“Look at you, so spineless.”

Xiao Su looked at Fang Xiaoxiao’s legs and sneered, “If you’re so brave, stop your legs from shaking.”

Fang Xiaoxiao pressed down on her thigh. “I’ve been standing too long; it’s a cramp, okay?”

“Tch.” Xiao Su looked at Zong Yue, worried. “Captain, what do you think we should do?”

Zong Yue understood what Yan Hui meant by her “solution” earlier. Yan Hui wanted to draw all the fire onto herself, but based on her understanding of this person, Yan Hui couldn’t be that selfless. This behavior felt more like she had an ulterior motive.

“Alright, don’t overthink it. You two get some rest. Our concert is in a month; practice the dances and songs well. As for Yan Hui, I’ll go check on her in a bit. Let’s head out.”

Xiao Su and Fang Xiaoxiao went back to their room first. Originally, the company’s artist dormitory provided two people per room, but Yan Hui didn’t want to live with anyone, so Zong Yue, Xiao Su, and Fang Xiaoxiao were squeezed into one room.

The two rooms were not on the same floor; theirs was on the third, while Yan Hui’s was on the fourth.

Zong Yue stood at the door, sighed, and knocked. She expected to hear the sound of something being smashed against the door, but instead, an answer came from inside.

“Come in, the door is unlocked.”

Zong Yue walked in and saw Yan Hui standing in front of a full-length mirror wrapped in a bath towel, drying her hair. Her back was turned—a slender neck, a fair back, smooth and graceful butterfly bones, long legs, and even her ankles and heels stepping on the carpet were white with a hint of pink.

A fan’s comment from Weibo instantly flashed through Zong Yue’s mind:

-If you discard Yan Hui’s disgusting personality and mad-dog temper, looking only at her face and figure, she really is irresistible.

“Is something wrong?” Yan Hui turned around and asked.

Zong Yue’s gaze slid briefly over her collarbone before she said calmly, “Sister Song Lan was in a fit of anger just now and said some harsh things. I hope you won’t take it to heart.”

Yan Hui sat on the bed, crossed her legs, and leaned back casually on her hands. “That’s it?”

Zong Yue glanced at her crossed thighs and nodded. “Mhm.”

“If I did take it to heart, what could you do about it?” Yan Hui raised an eyebrow.

“I can’t do anything,” Zong Yue said coldly. “After all, you have the final say in some matters.”

On the surface, Fengxiang Entertainment and Q&K had managers and a captain, but in reality, the person who truly called the shots was the young miss standing before her.

Yan Hui smiled. “Zong Yue, you know you can’t change me, so why did you come to plead for Song Lan? What kind of fluke are you hoping for?”

According to the character information transmitted by the system, Zong Yue thought carefully before doing anything. If she had come solely to plead for Song Lan, then the words she just spoke to Yan Hui were essentially a deliberate provocation.

“I’m hoping you’ll show mercy for the sake of Sister Song Lan’s hard work.”

Song Lan worked very hard for Q&K. Ever since their debut, she had personally begged for every show and every performance opportunity. However, because of Yan Hui’s existence, Song Lan’s career as a manager had become much more difficult. But… even in such a difficult situation, Song Lan managed to make Q&K famous despite having a tumor like Yan Hui. This proved that Song Lan was not only capable but also truly poured her heart and soul into Q&K, even if their reputation was currently a total mess.

“Furthermore, Sister Song Lan is very capable. She has sacrificed a lot for Q&K this past year.”

Yan Hui spread her hands. “What does that have to do with me?”

Zong Yue gave her a deep look and said in a heavy voice, “Fine. Then get some rest, I’m leaving.”

“Wait a moment.” Yan Hui called out to Zong Yue as she was walking out. “Did I say you could leave?”

Zong Yue turned around. “Is there something else?”

Yan Hui stood up, grabbed a hair dryer from the side, and handed it over. “Dry my hair.”

Zong Yue frowned. “You don’t know how?”

“I’m lazy.”

Zong Yue: “…”

“Isn’t this reason particularly punchable?”

Zong Yue: “…” At least you know.

Yan Hui placed the dryer in her hand and sat on the bed with her back to her. “Dry my hair for me, and I won’t pursue the matter with Song Lan. If we calculate the ledger, I’m the one losing out more.”

Zong Yue looked at the dryer in her hand and Yan Hui waiting for her hair to be dried. She walked over, turned it on, and adjusted it to a warm setting.

Yan Hui felt Zong Yue’s hand brush through her hair. She could see Zong Yue’s expressionless face in the mirror; drying her hair looked like she was completing a mundane task. “You look very unhappy?”

Zong Yue’s hand paused. “I’m not.”

“You are,” Yan Hui said. “You just pulled my hair.”

“Sorry.” Zong Yue didn’t dare to continue. “Maybe you should do it yourself. I don’t know my own strength.”

“Keep drying,” Yan Hui looked at her in the mirror. “Dry it for me with a smile.”

Zong Yue looked directly into the mirror, meeting Yan Hui’s eyes. “…I don’t sell smiles.”

“Then do you sell your body?” Yan Hui turned around. Her fingers were long, and with a light grip, she could seize Zong Yue’s wrist. “How much?”

Zong Yue stood up and set the hair dryer aside. “…Get some rest.”

“Hey, my hair isn’t dry yet!”

Zong Yue gripped the doorknob tightly. “Is it fun to toy with people?”

Yan Hui sprawled onto the bed, laughing maliciously. “It’s very fun to toy with you.”

Yan Hui was met with the sound of the door being slammed. She burst out laughing. Having traveled through so many worlds, this was the first time she had encountered such an interesting female lead.

Zong Yue hadn’t controlled the force of the door well; when she left just now, it felt like she was slamming it. Although she really wanted to slam the door, given the current situation, she had lost control a bit to be so provoked by Yan Hui.

She felt Yan Hui had changed; she was harder to deal with than the previous version who just threw tantrums and acted up.

When Xiao Su saw Zong Yue walk into the room with a cold face, she went up and asked, “Captain, how was it? Did Yan Hui blow up at you?”

“It’s fine,” Zong Yue shook her head. “How is Sister Song Lan?”

“Xiao Jie said Sister Song Lan has already gone to sleep,” Fang Xiaoxiao said. “Did Yan Hui say anything? About Sister Song Lan?”

Zong Yue couldn’t understand Yan Hui’s intentions right now, but thinking about the half-dried hair and the door-slamming exit, they must have had a fallout.

“Not great.”

Xiao Su said aggrievedly, “Yan Hui wouldn’t really plan to settle scores with Sister Song Lan, would she?”

“I think Sister Song Lan’s words earlier were just said in anger. She wouldn’t want to leave Fengxiang; she was just provoked by Yan Hui,” Fang Xiaoxiao said.

Zong Yue washed her face. “You know Yan Hui’s temper. I’ve done all the scolding and talking I could. We’ll see about the rest.”

Fang Xiaoxiao looked at Zong Yue and asked, “Captain, if Sister Song Lan really leaves, will you leave Fengxiang with her?”

Zong Yue wiped her face. “No.”

Xiao Su asked in confusion, “Why? Sister Song Lan is very good to us. If we follow her, maybe we’d be better off than we are now?”

“I need Fengxiang Entertainment.” Zong Yue lay down on the sofa and closed her eyes.

To be more precise, she needed money. As long as she stayed at Fengxiang Entertainment, her resources and salary wouldn’t be low. Only this way could she escape from that black hole.

Fang Xiaoxiao and Xiao Su glanced at each other. Seeing Zong Yue closing her eyes to sleep, they didn’t ask further.

Yan Hui was woken up by knocking. The knocking was very light, likely because the person was afraid to use force—once every three seconds, and very gently.

Yan Hui opened the door and saw He Jie, who seemed to be shaking. “What’s wrong?”

He Jie held a notebook and said in a trembling voice, “To… today we have to arrive at the recording site for ‘Simulated Life’ at 6:00. It’s already… already 4:30. We… we have to leave. It’s not good to be late on the f… first day.”

Yan Hui yawned and said lazily, “It’s not like I haven’t been late before. What’s there to fear?”

The original host was a frequent offender when it came to being late, whether for variety shows, concerts, or fan signings. Once, during a commercial shoot, she was late for an entire morning. Her teammates and the whole crew were waiting for her. That day she was late because she woke up late, and she showed no remorse when she arrived. The director couldn’t afford to offend her background, so he could only silently endure and finish the shoot. However, this incident was leaked by staff on-site, causing Yan Hui to be cursed out on the trending searches.

He Jie: “….” Why do you sound so proud of that?

“The recording site is quite far, so… if we leave early, the road… the road won’t be too congested.” He Jie opened a map and pointed to the route she had drawn. “See… see? It’s quite far, right?”

The recording site was in the suburbs of B City. Leaving from the company now would take at least an hour at the fastest, assuming there was no traffic.

“But I’m still so sleepy, what should I do?” Yan Hui’s eyes flickered as she pointed to the corner of her eye. “Look, I’m so sleepy that tears are coming out.”

“We… we can sleep in the car?” He Jie looked at Yan Hui nervously. “There are blankets and pillows in the car; it’s very… very comfortable to sleep there.”

“Is it as comfortable as a bed?”

“C… comfortable.”

Yan Hui blinked. “Alright then, let’s go.”

“W… what?” He Jie didn’t react for a moment.

Yan Hui went back to her room to grab her phone. She was wearing loungewear that could pass as outerwear, so she didn’t bother changing. “Let’s go. Didn’t you say we can’t be late on the first day?”

He Jie looked at Yan Hui walking ahead. Realizing Yan Hui was actually going to the recording, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief and followed.

As soon as she got into the car, Yan Hui immediately went back to sleep. The driver and He Jie didn’t dare make a sound, silently driving toward the recording site.

‘Simulated Life’ was an adventure reality show. The first episode would be broadcast as a live stream for viewers to watch online, and then later converted into an edited broadcast. The variety show had 6 episodes in total, each with a theme. Today’s theme was zombies.

There were five guests in total: three men and two women. The three male MCs were the triple-crown Best Actor Lu Sheng, popular idol Ou Jie, and skit actor Li Weige. The other female MC was the dual Best Actress Tan Yingying. Along with Yan Hui, they formed the adventure team.

When ‘Simulated Life’ first announced the guest list, it sparked intense discussion. The public had no issues with the other four, but they wondered why the production team would invite Yan Hui—wasn’t this just asking to be cursed at?

As a result, that day, ‘Simulated Life’ went straight to the number one spot on the trending searches and real-time searches, instantly generating heat and topics.

Today was the recording of the first episode. The site was filled with fans, and at a glance, not a single one was a fan of Yan Hui.

Security had already cleared a path. When the car stopped at the intersection, some sharp-eyed fans immediately recognized its owner.

“Yan Hui is here! Look, she actually isn’t late?”

“It really is Q&K’s car. Something’s not right? Yan Hui actually managed a day without being late? Did the sun rise from the west?”

“She’s coming out, she’s coming out! Wow, is Yan Hui bare-faced? Look at her!”

Yan Hui had just woken up and simply washed her face before coming; she didn’t have time for makeup and would rather sleep more. Originally, He Jie wanted to touch up her makeup in the car, but the thought that she might wake Yan Hui up made her fear for her life.

“She really is bare-faced. Her skin is so good; no pores at all, and it’s fair and translucent. It’s such a pity.”

“A waste of such good looks on such a person…”

He Jie looked at Yan Hui, fearing she would get angry at the fans’ comments. But Yan Hui ignored them. With her hands in her pockets and wearing cloth shoes, she walked lazily toward the site without even giving a glance to the fans nearby.

“Don’t you guys feel like Yan Hui is a bit off today?”

” I thought I was the only one who felt that way.”

“Yan Hui looks very calm today. Did she get some kind of shock?”

“Maybe she heard the first episode is a horror theme and got scared?”

“Who knows? But this lazy look of hers is kind of cool. I’ll take a few photos to post on Weibo for some engagement…”

“I want to take some too…”

Yan Hui walked into the hotel. Except for the production crew, none of the other guests had arrived.

The crew was also surprised she arrived so early. They explained the main points of the first episode; recording would start at 7:00 sharp.

Yan Hui checked the time; it was already 6:30. She was still the only one in the waiting room.

“If the others aren’t here by 7:00, are we still recording?”

The director nodded. “Naturally. We are a live variety show, so we must broadcast on time. Otherwise, what would the audience watch?”

Yan Hui nodded, sat on the sofa nearby, leaned back, and closed her eyes to finish her sleep. The director didn’t say anything about it.

At 7:00, the other four were stuck in traffic and couldn’t arrive on time. However, the live broadcast time was set, so the crew had to start the broadcast at 7:00 sharp.

The national audience held high expectations for this show, mainly wanting to curse at someone since Yan Hui was on it. Just as they thought they were about to see some exciting scenes…

When they opened the live broadcast app, they saw Yan Hui alone lying on the sofa, fast asleep. Her sleeping posture was decent, but as for the other four guests, there wasn’t a trace of them. If they hadn’t seen the notice from the production team, they would have thought Yan Hui had driven the other four away.

“Four people are late, and only Yan Hui arrived on time?”

“No, I heard she arrived early.”

“What is she doing now? Catching up on sleep?”

“Probably. She looks like she’s sleeping quite soundly; I’m getting a bit sleepy myself.”

The number of live viewers quickly broke ten thousand. Tens of thousands of viewers were watching Yan Hui sleep, including the members of Q&K.

Xiao Su pointed at the screen in surprise. “Yan Hui is sleeping?”

Song Lan was speechless. “I knew it. She gets itchy if she doesn’t act up for even a day. Sigh.”

Just as the audience was getting sleepy watching her, Yan Hui woke up. She slowly sat up, rubbed her eyes, and her voice was a bit hoarse.

“Has recording started?” she asked.

The director nodded. “The program has been live for half an hour.”

Yan Hui stretched. “So you’ve been filming me sleep for half an hour?”

“Yes. How was the sleep?”

Yan Hui rubbed her shoulder. “The sofa is a bit hard. Next time, I’d be very happy if it could be replaced with a bed.”

Director: “….”

“Hahaha, toxic-tongued Yan Hui is online! One sentence and she silenced the director.”

“Yan Hui just waking up… I actually find her a bit cute. Someone wake me up.” “Hit me too, I think she’s a bit cute as well.”

“Where are the others?” Yan Hui saw that the other four still hadn’t arrived. “Are they late?”

The director felt a hint of schadenfreude in her tone. “Yes, they’re stuck in traffic.”

Yan Hui curled her lips. “Hehe, and I thought I was the only person in the world who was ever late.”

Director: “….”

“Is Yan Hui responding to her previous lateness issues?”

“Last time during the commercial shoot, she definitely deserved to be scolded; the whole crew was waiting for her.”

“Well, isn’t the whole crew waiting for the other four people now? The person above is being too biased.”

“Is the person above a fan of Yan Hui? Why are you speaking up for her?”

“Yan Hui wasn’t late this time; you can see she’s correcting her mistakes.”

“Hehe, haven’t you heard that ‘a leopard can’t change its spots’? I bet Yan Hui will definitely be late for the next recording.”

“The person above is too hostile…”

“When does the recording start?” Yan Hui asked.

Director: “We have to wait until everyone is here.”

Yan Hui sat back on the sofa. “Then I’ll sleep a bit more. Call me when everyone is here.”

Director: “….” Do you even remember you’re recording a variety show?

“Oh, by the way?”

“What is it?” The director thought Yan Hui was done sleeping.

Yan Hui frowned. “Do you have any blankets here? The air conditioning in this room is making me a bit cold; it’s not comfortable to sleep in.”

Director: “……”

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