Volume Ten: Those Few Years After She and I Broke Up
Ability
The examiners for the second round of selection were still those five people.
Wen Nuan and her group were the first musical troupe to be assessed; Cong Hui gave their musical troupe a name.
[Miracle]
Wen Nuan had asked her the implied meaning of this name. Cong Hui spoke very simply; she felt that the four of them being able to gather together was a miracle.
Wen Nuan: “…”
They sang a newly written English song by Cong Hui. Judging from the examiners’ expressions, their interpretation was perfect.
Sure enough, after the three musical troupes performed, Wen Nuan’s musical troupe was the highest in both examiner scores and public voting.
Then came the scoring for individual performances. The examiners and the public gave scores and votes based on the contestants’ performance within the band, finally selecting the top six contestants with the highest combined team and individual scores to enter the final selection.
Wen Nuan watched as she firmly occupied first place again and said helplessly, “Do you guys think that bunch of netizens just likes scolding me this much? They do not want to let me leave the entertainment circle?”
The three people pondered deeply, then nodded in unison.
Wen Nuan: “…”
After the first round of selection, the program team edited their dormitory life and the second round of selection into two episodes.
After these two episodes aired, Wen Nuan’s Weibo1 fans had already broken through five million. Hot spots and word entries regarding Wen Nuan went on the Weibo hot search every three to five days. Wen Nuan’s appearance and Wen Nuan’s personality were hotly discussed by netizens, saying she was a “ruthless-hearted, poison-mouthed snake-scorpion beauty”2 and “as long as she opens her mouth, aside from singing, it is just attacking people,” causing Wen Nuan to become this year’s most explosive artist.
“I am ruthless-hearted and poison-mouthed? I am a snake-scorpion beauty? I only know how to attack people?” Wen Nuan looked at Weibo in disbelief.
Cong Hui had a face full of agreement: “What they say is correct.”
Wen Nuan: “…”
An Siya knocked the drum once: “Are you not exactly this kind of person?”
Wen Nuan: “…”
Zhai Yi slightly raised an eyebrow: “Same as above.”
Wen Nuan: “…”
Wen Nuan got angry. This bunch of damaging friends, each one was more wicked than her.
She picked up her cell phone to send a WeChat3 to Yi Jing, wanting to seek comfort.
Yi Jing heard the notification sound and picked up the phone for a look.
No Heart No Lungs4: [Xiao Jing, people are scolding me wuwuwu.]
Yi Jing took off her glasses: [What?]
It was truly rare that someone could scold Wen Nuan until she cried.
No Heart No Lungs: [People on the internet are scolding me for being ruthless-hearted and most poisonous, a snake-scorpion beauty. My teammates are even standing on their side, saying I am just like this. This person is super sad wuwuwu.]
Yi Jing: [Are they saying anything incorrect?]
No Heart No Lungs: [Ah?]
Yi Jing hooked the corner of her mouth: [You are indeed ruthless-hearted and poison-mouthed, a snake-scorpion beauty. This batch of netizens at least does not open their eyes to tell blind lies.]
No Heart No Lungs: [Hmph, I am unhappy. Without Xiao Jing coaxing me, I will not get better.]
Yi Jing: [Then don’t get better.]
No Heart No Lungs: […]
No Heart No Lungs: [You are so fierce, not gentle to people at all.]
Yi Jing leaned back, fingertips tapping lightly: [How do you want me to be gentle?]
No Heart No Lungs: [Kiss kiss hug hug lift up high5.]
Yi Jing’s fingertips trembled slightly; she closed her eyes briefly: [Are you this fawning to everyone who spends money on you?]
No Heart No Lungs: [?]
Why did the topic suddenly turn to the moral level?
Wen Nuan did not react to why Yi Jing would suddenly say this sentence to her. Could it be she said something wrong just now?
Yi Jing: [Before, I wanted to hold your hand, and you were always cowering and shrinking, afraid of being discovered by others regarding your relationship with me.]
As if she were a person who could not see the light, rejected in ten thousand ways by Wen Nuan, resisted and alienated.
Yi Jing: [Now you want to kiss kiss hug hug lift up high with me; you are really working hard.]
No Heart No Lungs: [Working hard at what?]
Yi Jing: [The appearance of you working hard makes me feel the object exceeds the value. For the sake of you working so hard, I will transfer another hundred thousand yuan to you in a moment.]
No Heart No Lungs: [You think I am joking?]
Yi Jing sneered: [Otherwise what?]
Yi Jing exerted force with her fingertips: [Do you dare?]
Yi Jing waited for several minutes, but did not wait for Wen Nuan’s reply.
Yi Jing: [Escaping again?]
Yi Jing’s brows furrowed tightly.
Yi Jing: [Wen Nuan?]
Yi Jing’s expression was cold and sunken. The cell phone was thrown onto the table, emitting a muffled thud.
【Why not reply anymore?】 The System watched the female lead’s blackening value fluctuate in small amplitudes, heart frightened and gallbladder trembling.
Wen Nuan’s finger slid across the screen. “No matter how much I say, she will not believe it.”
Yi Jing’s distrust of her was even higher than her love for her.
【Then what do you plan to do?】 The System looked at the blackening value that remained high and asked worriedly.
Wen Nuan hooked the corner of her mouth, a strange light flashing in her eyes: “Some things, only by doing them out can one make people believe.”
The System comprehended for a moment: 【You want to make love with the female lead?】
Wen Nuan: “…”
“This comprehension ability of yours is truly causing people to sigh in admiration.”
The System smiled shyly: 【Hai, it is all set off by peers. I know I am very awesome.】
Wen Nuan: “…”
There were three days left until the final selection. This time it was an individual battle; picking the top four names would allow them to form a team and debut.
Linguan Entertainment stressed high efficiency. From the public mass selection to the official team debut, it only took one month’s time. There were a total of three rounds of selection, with the number of eliminated people decreasing in turn, efficiently and quickly selecting the talent the company wanted. This way, it would not consume the public’s heat and passion for the talent show.
The viewership ratings after the program aired hit a new high for the day every time. At this time, the public had already selected four debut contestants in their hearts. On the internet, the voting scores for these four debut contestants remained high, steadily occupying the top four places.
But the last selection would no longer take the previous voting scores as the standard. Linguan Entertainment planned to clear all scores this time, establishing a “one hour” voting time. Linguan Entertainment’s technology department would detect cheating behavior, prohibiting ticket brushing and other abominable acts. When the time arrived, Linguan Entertainment would immediately close the voting channel, and everything would settle into dust.
Facing such a thrilling and stimulating voting reform, everyone waited in full battle array, except for Wen Nuan.
Ever since Wen Nuan stopped replying to Yi Jing’s messages, Yi Jing also began to maintain her previous indifference. The two people remained deadlocked like this.
Wen Nuan glanced at the wall clock in the main hall. When the minute hand landed on “30,” she stood up and walked outside.
Zhai Yi had just walked in from outside the villa and saw Wen Nuan swaying leisurely as she tried to go out.
“At this point in time, where are you going?” Zhai Yi glanced at her wristwatch; it was almost ten o’clock.
Wen Nuan did not turn her head, waving her hand: “Going to eat a late-night snack.”
Zhai Yi raised a query: “Do you have money?”
Wen Nuan’s body clearly paused. “Going to mooch a late-night snack.”
Zhai Yi: “…”
At this point in time, there were no buses. Relying on this deceptive face of hers, Wen Nuan called a car, telling the driver her wallet was lost and asking him to take her to a place to find a friend to get money to pay the fare.
The driver immediately felt pity in his heart for her. With one foot on the gas pedal, he delivered her directly downstairs to the Feili Group.
He even intimately comforted Wen Nuan, smiling like a flower, speaking with a mouthful of out-of-town dialect: “Little girl, don’t be too anxious. Uncle isn’t in a hurry; you take your time.”
Wen Nuan picked up her phone and sent a video call request to Yi Jing.
Yi Jing was still holding an international video conference. In the quiet environment, the ringing of a WeChat video call suddenly popped out, immediately causing some sounds of discussion and curious gazes.
Yi Jing thought it was someone else’s phone, so she did not pay much attention. After all, no one would send her a WeChat video call.
Until that ringing sounded incessantly, Secretary Li helplessly nudged Yi Jing.
“Boss, it is your cell phone’s video call. Do you want to connect?”
Yi Jing had not expected it was her own phone’s WeChat ringing. Her phone had been placed with Secretary Li ever since the meeting started, and usually, no one would send her WeChat video calls.
Her number of WeChat friends did not exceed ten people.
Yi Jing took it over for a look; the four big characters [No Heart No Lungs] were printed in her pupils.
Meanwhile, Secretary Li looked at her with a face full of strangeness.
Yi Jing stood up, glancing at the others. “You all continue the meeting.”
She looked at Secretary Li. “Make a summary at the end.”
Secretary Li nodded: “Okay.”
Yi Jing picked up the phone and walked out. The moment she exited the door and was just about to connect the video voice, the opposite side hung up.
Yi Jing wanted to dial back, but the video call from that side dialed over again.
The video connected, and Wen Nuan’s pretty little face appeared on the screen.
Yi Jing’s brows, which had been furrowed from holding meetings continuously for a day, instantly smoothed out. Seeing that Wen Nuan’s background was outside, her face sank. “Something the matter?”
Not in the dormitory at this time point—how could she be outside?!
Wen Nuan nodded: “Indeed, there is a matter.”
“You are outside?”
“En-en, wanted to eat a late-night snack.”
Yi Jing sneered: “What? Have you forgotten the words I said?”
Wen Nuan did not understand: “What?”
“I do not want the thing I spent money on to be contaminated by others.” Yi Jing carefully observed Wen Nuan’s background, seeing a taxi behind her, the driver inside still stealing glances at Wen Nuan.
“Return to the dormitory before ten o’clock, otherwise your debt will be doubled.”
“…” Wen Nuan curled her lips. “Can’t go back.”
Seeing Wen Nuan openly resisting her, Yi Jing’s brows knitted together. “Wen Nuan, don’t make me angry.”
“Then let me make you happy happy, okay?” Wen Nuan turned the camera around; Feili’s large building appeared before Yi Jing’s eyes.
“I am downstairs at your company. I took a taxi over, but the money in my pocket isn’t enough to pay the fare. Can you come down and pay the fare for me?”
Di—
Wen Nuan looked at the hung-up video call and sat on the curb to the side, waiting for Yi Jing.
Yi Jing hung up the phone and immediately took the President’s elevator straight to the first floor. Seeing Yi Jing walk out, the receptionist was just about to step forward to welcome her when she saw her own boss walk hurriedly toward the main gate without even looking at her.
Yi Jing had just walked to the doorway when she saw the taxi and Wen Nuan by the roadside at a glance.
Her footsteps paused. She turned and walked to the reception desk. “Do you have cash?”
The receptionist started, then reacted: “Have… have some. President Yi, how much do you want?”
“Do you have 100?”
The receptionist immediately took out a wallet, nervous hands trembling. “I have it. Here you go.”
“Thanks.” Yi Jing took it. “I will return it to you tomorrow. You get off work early.”
The receptionist was overwhelmed by the favor: “Okay, thank you, President Yi.”
Yi Jing turned to leave, walking out of the main gate.
Wen Nuan saw Yi Jing at a glance. She did not walk toward her but first paid the car money to the driver. The driver was just about to find change when Yi Jing waved her hand largely, saying a line from the Overbearing President6 quotes.
“No need to look for change.”
The driver cheerfully took the money and left.
Leaving only the two people staring blankly at each other in the car exhaust.
Yi Jing looked at Wen Nuan, who was resting her chin in her hands and blinking her eyes, and said helplessly, “What did you come here for?”
“Wanted to eat a late-night snack.”
“My place here is not a restaurant.”
Nor was she a cook.
Wen Nuan said one word at a time: “I wanted to eat a late-night snack with you.”
Yi Jing’s breathing went chaotic. She looked deeply at Wen Nuan, pondered for a moment, and said, “This is your ability?”
Deliberately coming downstairs to her company, wanting to eat a late-night snack with her.
Things she had never done with her before were appearing before her eyes one by one today.
Wen Nuan clapped her hands. “No.”
She hooked the corner of her mouth and extended a hand toward her. “Give me a pull; my legs are numb, can’t get up.”
Yi Jing extended her hand. The moment they clasped, she felt a giant force dragging her over.
“You—” Yi Jing was tightly hugged in her embrace, sitting on her lap in full view of the public.
She said in annoyed shame, “You let go!”
Wen Nuan embraced her slender waist, hot lips falling on her collarbone that was half-exposed due to the struggle.
Yi Jing’s pupils dilated; she felt that scorching heat in disbelief, scalding her until she could not breathe.
Her earlobes seemed to be ignited by Wen Nuan’s breath; her voice was low and husky: “Xiao Jing, this is my ability.”
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