The Plan to Save the Villainess Supporting Actress [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 9

[Task: Host is requested to help the female supporting character secure the backup position for this recording session.]

Nan Zhi subtly raised an eyebrow.

Even if the system hadn’t mentioned it, she had already intended to do so.

For the theme song MV recording, all trainees except those in Class F could participate. When the final camera sweep passed, the scene was spectacular.

As for the Class F students, only a very few could be selected as backups, placed in peripheral spots to fill gaps in the formation. The rest could only serve as cheerleaders offstage, dancing along or cheering from below.

Though they were merely backups, those who performed well might still get one or two shots in the MV.

Even if they didn’t get any screen time in the MV, all participants would receive their first individual fancam something the cheerleaders wouldn’t get.

Nan Zhi turned her head, her eagerness so intense it seemed to scorch the air.

Even the little furball system couldn’t help but clench its tiny paws.

Everyone was nodding at Zhu Ran.

But she remained silent.

Xu Silan glanced at her watch, her beautiful brows knitting together as she spoke coldly.

“Zhu Ran, giving up is easy, but you’ll have to bear the consequences. That’s it.”

Just as Gao Hongzhe had said, the stage was precious.

Whether they were trainees or debuted artists, those who didn’t cherish the stage or respect opportunities wouldn’t go far.

She certainly valued Zhu Ran’s talent, but she valued attitude even more.

Someone who was constantly swayed by external influences and couldn’t stay true to themselves would eventually falter, no matter how strong their abilities or gifts.

Xu Silan furrowed her brows, cast one last glance at the girl on the hospital bed, then turned and walked away without hesitation.

Nan Zhi suddenly spoke up loudly, “Teacher Xu! Can I compete for this opportunity?”

Xu Silan paused by the door, half-turning with a raised eyebrow.

Nan Zhi repeated, “Teacher Xu, I want to compete for this opportunity.”

“You?” Xu Silan chuckled lightly and shook her head.

“Teacher Xu, there are still 30 hours left before the final recording. If I can meet your requirements by then, can I be considered for the backup position?”

Xu Silan crossed her arms, her expression thoughtful.

“Roommate, being in Class F doesn’t mean they lack skill. Some of them might just have had bad luck. Why should I give this chance to you? Are you confident you can outperform the others in Class F? Or, how much are you willing to sacrifice for this opportunity?”

“No matter what it takes, I’ll give it my all.”

Xu Silan wagged her index finger.

“Effort alone isn’t enough, you need results. What’s your name?”

“My name is Nan Zhi.”

Nan Zhi.

Xu Silan tapped her chin lightly, her gaze shifting between Nan Zhi and Zhu Ran as she fell into thought.

Meanwhile, Nan Zhi’s expression was so earnest it even startled the system.

[Host, are you really going for the backup position?]

[Yes, I want to prove something to Zhu Ran.]

Prove what?

Nan Zhi herself wasn’t sure.

The sudden fluctuations in the blackening value every time Zhu Ran and Shen Jiaying met.

The call Zhu Ran had hung up before collapsing, the contact name was Shen Jiaying’s mother.

It was strange.

Someone who had longed for the stage so desperately, who had pushed herself to the point of exhaustion in practice.

Why had she given up on the evaluation? And why was she giving up the MV recording opportunity now?

Nan Zhi had a vague feeling about it.

Zhu Ran’s descent into darkness had its reasons; it was definitely not just the sudden mention of “jealousy” in the original text.

For the first time, she felt an intense curiosity about the relationship between Zhu Ran and Shen Jiaying.

“I’ll give you 24 hours. If you can reach Group A’s level, I’ll agree.”

Group A?!

Nan Zhi looked utterly incredulous.

That demand was way too… difficult, wasn’t it? QAQ

[Quq, System, can you…]

The System silently lit a candle: [No, sweetie. You’re on your own.]

With -10 points, what more could she expect?

She’d have to train herself.

Xu Silan curled her lips slightly. “What, giving up already?”

Nan Zhi shook her head like a little rattle drum.

“Good. Tomorrow at 7:30 p.m., come find me in the classroom at the end of the hallway.”

The infirmary door creaked again, and Nan Zhi clutched her head in agony, rolling on the floor.

Why! Did! She! Volunteer! For! Overtime!

Zhu Ran hesitated before asking, “Are you okay?”

“It’s all your fault!” Nan Zhi shot up from the floor.

“Huh?”

“If you had just accepted Teacher Xu’s offer, I wouldn’t have to work overtime!”

“Overtime?” Zhu Ran was confused.

Nan Zhi plopped down angrily. “Anyway, that’s how it is.”

“But,” Zhu Ran shifted her gaze, “whether I agree or not doesn’t seem to have anything to do with you working… overtime, does it?”

“Of course it does! How could it not? Look, if you had gone, I wouldn’t have gotten my hopes up. But since you didn’t, the opportunity is just too tempting.”

Nan Zhi’s logic was shaky, but her tone was bold. “So, you have to take responsibility.”

Zhu Ran nearly choked. “What?!”

“You have to take responsibility and train me to Group A’s level.”

Not giving Zhu Ran a chance to refuse, Nan Zhi continued, “Anyway, you’re not participating in the recording, so you’ve got nothing to do. I helped you film short videos before, so now you help me secure this backup spot. We’ll call it even.”

Nan Zhi patted Zhu Ran’s shoulder with a grin, but her palm accidentally bumped against Zhu Ran’s bony frame.

This girl was way too thin, clearly needed more feeding.

Lost in discussing meal plans with the System, Nan Zhi didn’t realize she had muttered those last two thoughts out loud.

Nor did she notice the fleeting spark in the girl’s eyes on the bed.

Like a meteor streaking across the night sky.

–

Though Xu Silan hadn’t given her much time, Nan Zhi forcibly kept Zhu Ran in the infirmary overnight, instructing her to meet at the practice room the next day.

With the theme song MV recording just around the corner, every practice room was packed.

Girls in differently colored class uniforms clustered in small groups, helping each other with moves and timing. In some rooms, the chants even drowned out the music.

So youthful!

Passing by the Class C room, Nan Zhi couldn’t resist peeking through the window.

Shen Jiaying, in a light-green uniform, was diligently following an A-class trainee, dissecting the dance details.

If she remembered correctly, Shen Jiaying was the center for both Classes C and D in this MV recording.

The backup spot from Class F would also fill in at the corners of these two classes.

Meaning, if Zhu Ran took the stage, she’d be standing in the same area as Shen Jiaying.

The System timely reminded her, “Host, your mission has already failed. Zhu Ran gave up the opportunity.”

Nan Zhi confidently tossed her ponytail and walked away from the Class C room.

“Not necessarily.”

Two classrooms ahead was the Class F practice room.

As soon as Nan Zhi stepped into the F-class classroom, she was stunned by the perfectly synchronized dance moves of the girls. She stood at the doorway, watching with great interest.

Then, someone suddenly poked her shoulder. Nan Zhi turned her head sharply, it was Zhu Ran.

“You came! I thought you weren’t going to show up,” Nan Zhi said, delighted.

“I promised you, so I came.”

Nan Zhi grinned, her eyes crinkling. “When did you promise me? I seem to remember someone saying yesterday that they didn’t want to take responsibility for me?”

Zhu Ran raised an eyebrow. “When did I say that?”

Before Nan Zhi could retort, a scream erupted from the dancing crowd.

“Zhu Ran is here! Quick, save us!”

The cheerful music came to an abrupt stop. The lead girl rushed toward the two at the door, enthusiastically wrapping Nan Zhi in a bear hug before pushing her into the classroom.

“Zhu Ran, are you feeling better? Are you here to practice with us?”

Nan Zhi stumbled a couple of steps before turning back, furious.

What the hell?!

Upon closer inspection, the person clinging to Zhu Ran’s hand was none other than Tang Keyue, Zhu Ran’s little fangirl, who had stood next to Nan Zhi screaming during the theme song evaluation.

“Oh, right, I haven’t introduced myself yet. I’m Tang Keyue, just call me Xiaoyue!”

As Tang Keyue practically glued herself to Zhu Ran, Nan Zhi swiftly stepped between them, arms outstretched to separate the two.

“Let go, let go. She’s my personal coach.”

Tang Keyue pouted, looking displeased. “Nan Zhi, you’re so stingy. We’re revolutionary comrades who joined the club together yesterday, how can you hog all the benefits?”

“You already have Xue Zhi, you fickle woman!”

For this recording, the girls from A-class had voluntarily spread out to help students from other classes practice their dance routines.

Standing in front of F-class’s mirror with a gentle smile was Xue Zhi from A-class.

Someone in the classroom caught the keyword in Tang Keyue’s words and asked, “What do you mean by ‘joined the club’?”

Nan Zhi lunged forward to cover Tang Keyue’s mouth, but she was too slow.

“It’s the Zhu Ran Fan Club! We’re the president and vice president.”

So embarrassing.

Nan Zhi let out a muffled groan, covering her face as she collapsed to the floor.

She had only wanted to gather some casual fans for Zhu Ran to lower her “darkening” value.

But now that Tang Keyue had blurted it out right in front of Zhu Ran, why was this overwhelming sense of shame surging up?!

Zhu Ran looked down at the person writhing on the floor in embarrassment and felt an unexpected warmth in her chest.

Recruiting fans among competitors…

Such an absurd thing,only this idiot would do it.

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