Transmigrated into the Villainous Scummy Alpha in a Talent Show Novel - Chapter 64

Last time, Lin Qi, ranked seventh, waited quietly. It was all because of that book afterwards, everything revolved around Jiang Ming and Song En, with no mention of the audition show. She had no idea which of the five items corresponded to whom.

Wei Xuanyue took the first step. She glanced at the five individuals who had each claimed one of the five songs. Some didn’t quite match the style of their chosen track, but the first person to pick a song would automatically become the center position. The fifth-ranked contestant was a gentle-looking beta, but for the chance to be center, she joined the snapback group, despite it not being her forte.

Wei Xuanyue had actually wanted to be in Jiang Ming’s group, but she was also genuinely curious about what style the thermos represented. In the end, she went with the thermos group, chosen by the second-ranked contestant.

Next was Lin Qi. She moved toward the veil, only to see Jiang Ming shake her head slightly, clearly signaling she didn’t want her there. Sighing, Lin Qi took a gamble and became the second member of the snapback group.

All she could hope was that the snapback didn’t correspond to the show’s host.

It was almost laughable someone as gay as a paperclip like her now had to avoid even the appearance of impropriety with a man.

She wasn’t very familiar with the fifth-ranked contestant, only knowing her name was Qin Wei. Lin Qi smiled and shook her hand, then immediately glued her eyes back to Jiang Ming.

She hadn’t noticed earlier that Jiang Ming had changed into a blue short-sleeved top, the hem tucked into denim shorts, accentuating her slender waist. Her fair, delicate legs were now exposed. At this moment, Lin Qi realized that the female lead’s height of nearly 170 cm was no exaggeration, it was just that Lin Qi herself was taller, and Jiang Ming was so slim, which made her seem petite.

Finally, Tan Yi joined the headband group. Jing Sha, for some inexplicable reason, looked like she was about to cry from happiness as she rushed to the veil group. Yuan Li, last time’s lowest-ranked contestant, had no choice but to join the veil group as well, though her expression suggested she was quite pleased with the outcome.

And so, the five teams were assembled. Only the veil group had six members, most contestants preferred the cooler, more stylish concepts. After all, the showcased veil was overly delicate and feminine. Among the thirty-four trainees, omegas were relatively few, and most leaned toward edgier styles. Only Jing Sha, that oddball alpha, acted like she’d struck gold as she sprinted to the veil group.

“It seems everyone’s chosen their preferred song? Then it’s time to reveal your corresponding guest mentors!”

The show’s host smiled and glanced outside the room. “First, let’s announce the mentor for the top-ranked contestant Jiang Ming’s choice, the veil. Its owner is…”

The door swung open, and a woman walked in. She had an elegant, dignified beauty, tall and statuesque, dressed in a deep blue shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing delicate collarbones. A faint smile played on her lips as she waved at the stunned trainees.

“That’s right! It’s our youngest Best Actress winner, Pei Zhirong! Didn’t see that coming, did you? Bet you didn’t expect our show to have this kind of budget!”

Aside from Lin Qi, who knew nothing about this world’s entertainment industry, and Jiang Ming, who had only just grasped Chinese, everyone else erupted in excitement. This was Pei Zhirong the sapphic community’s dream, the ultimate alpha female idol!

Jing Sha was practically losing her mind. She jumped for joy, slapping Yuan Li’s shoulder, her voice trembling with emotion. “See? I knew it was Sister Pei! Her first role, Fu Qing she wore a veil!”

Helplessly letting Jing Sha shake her shoulders, Yuan Li shook her head and said, “Amazing, amazing. Just don’t act like this in front of Sister Pei, what if you scare her?”

Watching Pei Zhirong approach step by step, the benefits of frequently acting in period dramas were evident in her dignified posture and elegant demeanor. Jing Sha pursed her lips tightly and, stiff as a board, bowed abruptly. “W-Welcome, Teacher Pei!”

Used to seeing adoring little fans who were both nervous and delighted adorable in their own way, Pei Zhirong wasn’t surprised. Covering her mouth with a gentle laugh, her voice was soft and melodious. “Do you like me that much? No need to call me ‘Teacher Pei,’ just ‘Sister Pei’ is fine. Honestly, I can’t sing or dance, so I should be calling you all ‘teachers’ instead.”

As if her brain had short-circuited, Jing Sha straightened up and shot a pleading look at Jiang Ming, silently begging her to say something and save the situation. Damn it, in her dreams, she could even hug and kiss Sister Pei, why was she completely tongue-tied in real life?

Having learned from casual chats with Lin Qi that Jing Sha was a huge fan of Pei Zhirong, Jiang Ming caught the desperate look from the young miss and couldn’t help but chuckle. “Sister Pei, welcome as our guest performer. I’m the team leader, Jiang Ming.”

“Ah, I know you. I even ship you and Lin Qi the ‘Jiang Lin’ CP.”

Instantly flushing red, Jiang Ming, who had just been laughing at Jing Sha, now found herself in the same predicament. She turned her own pleading gaze toward Yuan Li.

“Sister Pei, what’s the style of our song this time? Does it have anything to do with veils?”

Originally just teasing the seemingly composed but easily flustered girl, Pei Zhirong smoothly shifted topics in response to Yuan Li’s question. “This song leans toward a sensual and alluring style. Oh, by the way, Jing Sha, you’re an alpha, right? Are you sure you can handle it?”

Jing Sha tensed up again, her hands clenched into fists behind her back, her face burning crimson. “I-I can do it! An alpha can’t say no!”

Their group chatted happily, and the program host nodded in satisfaction before announcing the next guest. “Do you know whose thermos this is? You’ve all attended her classes, I’m sure many of you have felt her chill?”

“That’s right, it’s your very own An Zizi Teacher An. Welcome.”

Next was the cane. Lin Qi never expected that the person walking in would be Song En. Though she’d read in the novel that this official love interest had trained in singing and dancing, why would a CEO come as a guest performer?

Was the show lacking drama or something?

And more importantly, she was blind. Could she really dance?

Already feeling relieved that Jiang Ming wasn’t in the cane group, Lin Qi smirked a little unkindly as she watched the seven trainees’ expressions shift between shock and concern. They were probably worrying about how to interact with CEO Song and how the performance would turn out.

Glancing up at the host, only two groups remained: the baseball cap and the headband, both representing a sporty, cool aesthetic. One of them had to be the host herself. Lin Qi secretly hoped she’d land in that half.

“Alright, next up, we’ll announce the guest performer for the baseball cap group Lin Qi”

Suddenly hearing her name called, she froze. “Huh?”

Her dazed expression was adorably silly. The host laughed and teased her, “This guest performer is very close to you. Care to guess who it might be?”

Since he asked that, didn’t it mean she was the unlucky one who drew the show’s initiator?

Forcing out an awkward laugh, Lin Qi guiltily glanced at Jiang Ming, only to find her standing with arms crossed, eyebrows raised as she stared back. This wasn’t just bad luck it was downright cursed.

“Uh… is it you, senior?”

She really wasn’t trying to curse him with the “you” part Lin Qi had blurted it out reflexively while mentally scrambling for a way to explain to Jiang Ming that she genuinely just wanted to showcase a sporty performance, not team up with the show’s initiator.

“Not my mom, no.”

Seemingly amused by teasing Lin Qi, the initiator, famously nicknamed “Daji Alpha” grinned like a sly fox. “But it’s not me either. I’m in the headband group. Next up, let’s welcome the guest performer for the baseball cap group!”

Finally breathing a sigh of relief, Lin Qi turned toward the entrance only to freeze. The woman who walked in was all too familiar, but her style was completely different. She usually wore bold red dresses, yet today, she was clad in all black, a white baseball cap casting shadows over her eyes. Since when did Xia Lian look this cool?

After a moment of awe, Lin Qi suddenly remembered the inexplicable scandal from a few days ago and the sight of Jiang Ming crying in distress.

Yikes… I’d rather have teamed up with the initiator.

Bowing respectfully, Lin Qi kept her distance. “Hello, Senior Xia.”

Xia Lian gave a faint nod, greeting the other members of the group one by one. Whether she was maintaining her new image or genuinely in a bad mood, her expression remained indifferent as she stood by the table of baseball caps, waiting for the initiator to cue the next segment.

The aloofness suited Lin Qi just fine. She glanced at Jiang Ming again great, now it’s even worse. Jiang Ming wasn’t even looking at her anymore, happily chatting with their teammates and Pei Zhirong instead.

When did she realize Jiang Ming was deliberately avoiding her? The moment even Jing Sha, who stood beside her, spoke to Jiang Ming, and she still refused to turn her head.

Lin Qi hung her head low, barely paying attention as the initiator played their new song for them. The second song selection ended, she immediately dashed over.

But Jiang Ming was fast too and her spot was closer to the exit. With over thirty people crowding the doorway, Lin Qi grew frantic, completely missing the noticeably tense and distant atmosphere between Xia Lian and An Zizi.

Finally, thanks to her long legs, Lin Qi caught up to Jiang Ming on the shaded path back to the dorms. She quickly blocked her way, slightly out of breath. “I, I didn’t mean to pick Senior Xia! It really was an accident. Think about it, how would I know the baseball cap was hers? That’s not even her usual style.”

“Mhm, so it’s fate then.”

Damn it, not this “fate” nonsense again.

Lin Qi grabbed Jiang Ming’s hand, lowering her head with a serious expression. “I only like you. I only want fate with you.”

Feeling the warmth of Lin Qi’s palm enveloping her hand, Jiang Ming blushed at the words. She struggled slightly, but when she couldn’t break free, she finally mumbled, “Why so serious all of a sudden? I was just throwing a little tantrum.”

Her hair had already dried, and now her bangs fell down, partially obscuring her lowered eyes. Lin Qi found herself growing fonder the more she looked. She glanced around, unsure if Jiang Ming had intentionally led them to a secluded spot, but there wasn’t a single trainee in sight.

It was as if the heavens were conspiring in her favor.

Lowering her head, leaning in, and closing the distance the motions flowed effortlessly. Lin Qi pressed a kiss to those soft lips, and for some reason, it felt like she couldn’t get enough. Sensing Jiang Ming’s legs weakening, she wrapped her right arm around that slender waist, pulling them even closer as the pressure between their lips deepened.

The sound of heavy breathing grew louder in her ears. Lin Qi pulled back with a laugh, “I really thought you were angry with me.”

With both hands pressed against the shoulders of the slightly taller girl, Jiang Ming’s chest rose and fell rapidly, her flushed face hidden in the darkness of the night. Finally catching her breath, she murmured, “Why do you think I walked all the way here?”

“You guessed I was going to kiss you?”

“Why did you have to say it out loud?!”

Another shove against her shoulders, and the flustered little rabbit quickly strode away. Lin Qi chuckled as she followed behind, thoroughly enjoying this slightly childish lovers’ quarrel.