The Seductive Beauty Breaks the Insecure Bottom Script [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 17

Before Song Mingjiao drifted off to sleep, he had a “heart-to-heart” talk with the system the kind that didn’t ruin his mood, of course.

Why did you say you’ve never been in a relationship? Host, your relationship with the male lead counts as one.

Song Mingjiao said with great feigned surprise, “Wow, the male lead and I are actually considered to be in a relationship? I thought it was a relationship between a hypocritical ‘purity-faker’ and his licking-dog tool oh, no, wait, it’s a benefactor and his lover. Look at me, I remembered it wrong again.”

The system had been silent for quite some time because it discovered that every time it showed up, it was only to be snarked at by Song Mingjiao. Furthermore, after system training, all the threats and inducements it tried were useless; Song Mingjiao continued to do as he pleased, not giving the system’s main mission a second thought.

Host, ignoring the male lead to provoke other men completely deviates from the “inferiority complex” persona! Please, host, turn back before it’s too late!

Song Mingjiao was burrowing into his blankets at the time and said quite righteously, “What do you mean ‘provoking men’? Even if you’re a system, you can’t just go around slandering people. They’re the ones sticking to me; it’s not like I’m the one begging for them. Do you think everyone is like your male lead, who has absolutely no self-awareness?”

“Just as well, before you go back to playing dead, let me see how many points I have and what the world progress is.”

Congratulations, Host. Through your hard work these past few days, you have earned 0 points. Truly worth celebrating.

The system’s cold mechanical voice was now tinged with a deep sense of sarcasm.

“Thank you. This is the medal I deserve.”

“So you see, System, the facts prove that even without relying on the point mall, I can still flourish in this world. Honestly, what use are you systems anyway?”

Song Mingjiao wasn’t surprised by the number of points at all. Given his current actions blacklisting Mo Qinan, suppressing his career, and releasing dirt on him he had to thank the point recalculation system. If points were deducted into the negatives one day, they would reset to zero the next. Otherwise, he’d probably owe the Quick-Wear Bureau points for several lifetimes.

As for the Host’s inferiority persona, it has now collapsed to -37%. Please give it high priority. The persona must reach the 100% completion level before this world can be settled.

Song Mingjiao kept his eyes closed, his hand fumbling around blindly on the nightstand for a few moments. Finally, he found the switch for the bedside lamp. With a soft click, the entire room plunged into darkness.

“Thanks for the reminder. I’ll keep working hard!”

Whether he was working toward positive 100% or negative 100%, however, was anyone’s guess.

Host! If you never complete the mission, you will stay in this world until you grow old and die. You won’t be able to leave until the male lead, who is the pillar of the world, disappears. Are you sure you want to waste decades? Or even face the punishment for mission failure?

The system was still frustrated, trying to coax Song Mingjiao back onto the “inferiority” track.

But the system’s words gave Song Mingjiao a new idea. He had originally closed his eyes to sleep, but now he opened them. In the bedroom, lit only by dim moonlight, his eyes were exceptionally bright.

His voice held a hint of eager excitement: “Great idea! System, tell me, if I make the male lead physically disappear ahead of schedule, can I fail the mission early and go play in the next world?”

No, you can’t. Just… keep working toward negative 100%.

See? Everyone is willing to compromise even systems.

When Song Mingjiao said he planned to break the inferiority persona down to -100%, the system naturally jumped up in protest. But when Song Mingjiao planned to just kill the male lead, the system suddenly felt that -100% wasn’t so unacceptable after all.

Also, this is a mission, not a game!

Meanwhile, in a certain group that had sprung up overnight and was constantly expanding:

The “Drawing a Blade is Naturally Fast” Group

The World’s Only Career Fan]: Heavyweight news! Through my unremitting efforts, I finally found the Young Master’s company Sky Shadow Entertainment! So he’s actually the boss of an entertainment company. Does this mean the Young Master’s appearance on this variety show is actually a business trip on the company’s dime?

Soft Candy: That was fast! Digging up the company in one night, you truly are “The World’s Only Career Fan”!

Green Land: I’ve never heard of this entertainment company before. But since the Young Master is so young, his career must be in the startup phase. Go, go, go! We’ll all be veteran fans from now on!

Soft Candy shared: External Link — A beautiful edit of the Young Master. I want to be his leg garter!

Soft Candy has withdrawn a message.

The World’s Only Career Fan: How dare you! Who dares to defile our Young Master? Can he be compared to those people in the entertainment industry? Our goal is to witness the Young Master’s company grow, go public, and reach the top!

Niu Industrial: Support! Where is the company? What’s the address? Let me go work there! I want to contribute to the Young Master!

Soft Candy: My hand slipped, ahhh! Believe me, I really am a career fan, don’t kick me out of the group!

Soft Candy has been kicked out of the group.

The “Wife is My Spouse” Group

Soft Candy: I couldn’t pretend to be a career fan for even a single day. Sisters, here’s a pure enjoyment VCR of the Young Master’s waist that I just edited. Please watch.

Green Tea Bobo: It’s not your fault. Anyone who looks at Baby’s face and still thinks about a career is insulting his natural beauty!

Great Chaos: Lick lick lick. Hehe, his waist is so thin. Hehe, so white. Hehe, he even has back dimples. Hehe, I’m going to sleep while clutching this clip.

Love to Eat: Zoom in! The leg garter is digging into the skin. So sexy, so sexy. Can he really not do some singing and dancing? I don’t even dare to imagine how beautiful he would be with that body, that temperament, and that face, all wrapped up in various stage outfits.

Superblog Hot Search:

According to leaks, the 6th guest of “Heartbeat Signal” is the boss of Sky Shadow Entertainment. This editor wants to know, do bosses have to go into battle personally these days?

It’s over, sisters! The sky has fallen. I went to check, and under Sky Shadow Entertainment’s name, there’s actually Mo Qinan’s Studio!

So Song is Mo’s boss? But Mo was so sarcastic to Song when they first met. I ruled out a relationship between them immediately.

Is it another script? Could it be that Mo invited Song, and He has been an outsider the whole time? Please, no!

What exactly is the relationship? Mo never mentioned Song before. And as the boss, isn’t Song going to do something about the public outcry his artist is currently facing?

Mo fans, get out! Mo did those things himself; no one forced him.

Online public opinion continued to ferment. The relationships between the guests became increasingly blurred, and a war between fans and haters broke out.

Heartbeat Signal had dominated the Superblog hot searches since it started broadcasting. Looking at the real-time data, the director’s face was splitting with a wide grin.

#Heartbeat Signal Live# #Song Mingjiao CEO# #Song Mingjiao Invitation Relationship#

The schedule for the second day included a heavyweight segment that the audience loved to watch: the wake-up call. The viewers found it incredibly difficult to wake up for their own 8 AM classes, but when it came to watching others being woken up in various ways, they were all for it.

Originally, the staff members were responsible for the wake-up call, but on Song Mingjiao’s side, it was replaced by the assistant he brought his bodyguard, Li Yuanhua.

Eh? Why has the cameraman changed? This is the bodyguard who was following Song the other day, right?

Waking Song Mingjiao up was not unfamiliar to Li Yuanhua. At home, he often took on this task. However, the thought of filming Song Mingjiao’s sleeping face for everyone to see caused a subtle wave of dissatisfaction to rise in Li Yuanhua’s heart.

But then he remembered that Song Mingjiao had personally reviewed and agreed to the entire variety show process, so he could only suppress the reluctance in his heart.

The person holding the camera was, after all, not a professional photographer. From the audience’s perspective, the camera shook slightly. After pushing open the bedroom door, the entire room was captured by the lens.

This included the small mound huddled in the middle of the bed.

Oh my god, he’s so small, so cute. I can’t take it, ugh.

I thought of my own sleeping position I definitely wake up spread-eagled with the quilt kicked to the side. There’s really no comparison.

Hurry up with the camera! Hey, why are you filming the ceiling? I want to see my wife!

The bodyguard pursed his lips in silence and finally, slowly, turned the camera back to the bed.

Song Mingjiao’s sleeping posture was very well-behaved. He was curled up, and there was a bulge in his arms likely he was hugging a pillow. He slept peacefully with his eyes closed; only his eyelashes would occasionally tremble. He didn’t look at all like the person who caused trouble with an innocent gaze during the day.

Half of his face was buried in the quilt. Perhaps he was a bit hot, as his cheeks were flushed a faint pink. His hair was fluffy and messy, and a stray strand of hair had fallen near his lips, tickling him. His moist, full lips twitched impatiently twice, and even his brow furrowed slightly.

Song Mingjiao was only wearing pajamas, which hung loosely to reveal half of a snow-white shoulder. The quilt didn’t cover him very tightly; if the angle were changed, one could follow the clear collarbone down to see the scenery further below.

But that was impossible.

Li Yuanhua’s breathing suddenly became heavy. Ignoring the camera, he immediately pulled the quilt up for Song Mingjiao, tucking him in tightly from the neck down so that not even a hint of skin was exposed.

Stop, stop, stop! Ahhh, what’s wrong with this bodyguard? Let me see!

How hateful! Keeping the good stuff for himself? Did he just take the opportunity to touch the Young Master’s shoulder? Just wait, we’ll report you when he wakes up.

Hey, does anyone remember this is the wake-up call segment, not a sleep stream!

Of course, Li Yuanhua remembered the task he was carrying, but he knew even better how Song Mingjiao looked when he was dazed and innocent upon waking. He really didn’t want to show that to anyone else.

When the director noticed the slow progress and asked about the situation through the earpiece, the tall bodyguard clenched his fist tightly and then let go helplessly.

Damn this segment! Damn this production team! And damn He Wang even more for coaxing the Young Master into joining this variety show!

Li Yuanhua patted Song Mingjiao’s back gently through the quilt: “Young Master? It’s time to get up.”

Song Mingjiao felt the disturbance in his dream. His eyebrows knitted together unnaturally, and he let out a blurred whimper. His neck seemed to feel someone’s touch, and he reflexively shrank back, then turned over and went back to sleep.

“Mmh… no…”

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