Chapter 125 p1
What young dancer! What dance instructor! What teacher!
Didn’t they say hard work is touching! Didn’t they say they would teach anyone regardless of their talent!
She clearly favored the more talented one!
Liar! Bad person!
Just like in those novels and TV dramas, the female lead’s halo was truly terrifying.
As long as Cheng Tingyan continued to shine, no matter how hard she tried, no one would pay attention to her!
Why! She had worked so hard, but everyone still preferred Cheng Tingyan!
Transmigrating into a book, such a great opportunity, she was the chosen one, she wasn’t here to be a supporting character!
Amidst the mist, Cheng Rongrong mechanically scrubbed her body with the soapy bath sponge, her eyes dark, her childish face bearing an expression of coldness that didn’t match her age.
“Rongrong? How’s your shower going? Do you need me to come in and help?”
Su Li’s gentle voice, accompanied by a light knock on the door, pulled Cheng Rongrong back from her spiraling resentment.
“No need, Sister Su Li, I learned yesterday, I can do it myself. I’m almost done.” Cheng Rongrong said, throwing away the bath sponge and rinsing off the soap.
Thinking about yesterday, Cheng Rongrong’s anger flared up again as the water washed over her.
Last night, after settling into the new house, four girls in one room, during the bed selection, that silly Wen Jiangyue actually didn’t follow her lead and let those two stick together again. Wei Maomao was a troublemaker, and Cheng Tingyan, who used to be so obedient and quiet at home, was being led astray by her. Seeing them happily choosing beds next to each other, Cheng Rongrong felt annoyed.
Putting aside the bed selection for now, when it was time for their bedtime showers, Cheng Rongrong realized that she was the only one who needed help from the staff. Cheng Tingyan and Wen Jiangyue were fine, they were five or six years old, they could take care of themselves. But what was wrong with that three-year-old? Thinking about those days in the village, when that younger one at the Wei family’s house was independent and capable, while she was asking Cheng Tingyan to help her shower and being rejected, then being helped by Su Li again and again, Cheng Rongrong was furious.
Being outdone by someone she hated was truly infuriating! And no one even told her! As expected, none of these people were good!
What else could Cheng Rongrong do? She could only pretend to be eager to learn last night and learn it once, she couldn’t keep being outdone!
Wei Maomao, Wei Maomao…
This person who didn’t even have a name in the original novel, she was even more of an obstacle than the female lead!
What went wrong!
Cheng Rongrong thought back, analyzing the events step by step as the water washed over her.
The thing she did after transmigrating here that had the biggest impact on this variety show… was probably that incident.
But it clearly failed, didn’t it?
Shi Dingshan was perfectly fine, still the head director.
Even if this variety show wouldn’t develop as she had anonymously planned with Jin Youliang, it shouldn’t have deviated so much from the original, from the guests to the format.
How could a failed plan cause such an uncontrollable impact?
If she had known, she wouldn’t have chosen to bring down Shi Dingshan, who wouldn’t be controlled by her, and support Jin Youliang, who was ambitious and easy to control. But it failed, and now it was like this… She might as well have just followed the original plot, used her knowledge of the show’s content to build her perfect image.
At least, if she had followed the original plot, there wouldn’t be this stinky fatty, Wei Maomao, to mess things up!
Cheng Rongrong, filled with resentment, finished her shower and returned to the bedroom, her hair still dripping. And as soon as she entered, she saw Cheng Tingyan, whom she hated the most, combing the hair of Wei Maomao, whom she hated even more.
Living together! It was so annoying!
Su Li, worried, also entered the bedroom after Cheng Rongrong. “Do you want me to blow-dry your hair?”
Cheng Rongrong looked at the hairdryer on the bedside table next to Cheng Tingyan.
There was only one bathroom, after their dance practice, they showered in order of age, from youngest to oldest. When Wei Maomao finished showering earlier, Cheng Tingyan immediately picked up the hairdryer and dried her hair.
When Su Li asked Cheng Rongrong this question, Wen Jiangyue, who was next in line for the shower, happened to be passing by with her small basket. She heard Su Li’s words and saw Cheng Rongrong’s aggrieved expression as she looked at Cheng Tingyan.
“The air conditioner is cold, Rongrong, let Sister Su Li blow-dry your hair, you might catch a cold.” Wen Jiangyue said softly, stopping and offering some kindness.
Cheng Rongrong hummed in agreement.
Wen Jiangyue, feeling relieved, continued walking.
But after just two steps, she heard Cheng Rongrong’s voice behind her.
“Older sister, you dried Maomao’s hair, can you dry mine too? I want Older sister to dry my hair…”
Wen Jiangyue paused, but didn’t turn back, she continued towards the bathroom.
She had grown, she wasn’t the same person who, feeling sorry for Cheng Rongrong, took her to the Wei family’s courtyard and even spoke up for her, only to witness their so-called reconciliation turn into an argument!
“I’ll dry it for you.” Wei Maomao said, before Cheng Tingyan could even answer.
Cheng Rongrong looked at Cheng Tingyan with a hint of resentment, her expression a mix of unreasonableness and longing. “I don’t want you to dry it, I want Older sister to dry it.”
Didn’t she like to play the victim? Since they were living together now, let everyone see Cheng Tingyan’s biased heart. Cheng Rongrong felt she had said enough about being real sisters, now it was time to let actions speak louder than words, the public had sharp eyes, and Cheng Tingyan’s favoritism was undeniable.
“Then keep dreaming.” Wei Maomao said, giving up easily, she stopped Cheng Tingyan, picked up the hairdryer, turned it on, and blew her own hair for a few seconds. “Me, three years old, can dry my own hair. You, three and a half years old, can’t. You don’t learn, you just ask your older sister, you’re incapable.”
Who’s incapable!
You’re the only capable one!
If you’re so capable, why didn’t you dry your own hair earlier!
“Older sister will dry it for you!” Cheng Rongrong said, suppressing her anger, but her tone was still a bit harsh.
“Mmm, because I’m cute.” Wei Maomao said, putting on the bunny hood that was hanging behind her back. “I’m cute, are you cute?”
Cute my ass!
Cheng Rongrong’s face was red with anger!
She was so angry that she didn’t even notice that the topic had been diverted by Wei Maomao.
And in the live broadcast room, almost all the comments were praising the narcissistic CEO Mao for being cute, with a few expressing their confusion about Cheng Rongrong’s passive-aggressive behavior, how she still seemed to want Cheng Tingyan’s love and help… How could she be so shameless at such a young age?
Not helping the adorable CEO Mao in her little gray bunny pajamas dry her hair, and instead, wanting the half-sister, who was always acting aggrieved despite being favored by their dad, to help?
Seeing Cheng Rongrong about to self-destruct, Su Li, reluctantly, took the hairdryer from the little gray bunny. With all due respect… This was her job, if she had a choice, who would give up the adorable little gray bunny and choose someone who was always creating drama?
And what made Su Li speechless the most was that as soon as she started drying Cheng Rongrong’s hair, she received an order from the director team through her earpiece.
[Stay in the room and accompany Cheng Rongrong until Wen Jiangyue finishes showering.]
Okay… Su Li silently switched the hairdryer to warm air, lowest setting.
Working hard, working spirit, it was another day of diligently working.
In the monitoring room, Qin Sichao, listening to Shi Dingshan’s phone call, was staring intently at the two monitoring screens showing Cheng Rongrong, until he saw the helpless expression on the girl holding the hairdryer and the change in the wind setting, he leaned back in his chair, satisfied. This feeling of watching the live broadcast behind the scenes was truly exciting, even more so than making films! It was worth his effort in squeezing himself into this location.
“Director Shi, you’re truly kind.” Qin Sichao said, taking a peach from the table and taking a bite.
“What?” Shi Dingshan, who had just finished arranging some work, didn’t understand.
“I’m saying, you’re afraid Cheng Rongrong would feel awkward being alone in a room with Yan Yan and Maomao after being criticized by Little Maomao, so you specifically asked that Su girl to stay and accompany her, you’re such a kind soul.” Qin Sichao said, taking another bite of the peach. “It’s understandable, little girls can be a bit dramatic, but they’re still young, we can’t be as strict with them as with those dads. Mmm, this peach is very sweet, you should give some to the children too.”
Shi Dingshan understood, he also took a peach from the table and chuckled. “Director Qin, you’re truly kind.”
“Mmm?” Qin Sichao, hearing his own words thrown back at him, was confused.
“You’ve been watching for a few days now, do you think Cheng Rongrong is the type who would feel awkward being alone with them? I asked Su Li to stay for a while because of what just happened, if there were only three of them in the room later, those two would be happily playing together, and Cheng Rongrong would probably start acting aggrieved and sad, burying herself under the blanket…” Shi Dingshan paused. “People are always easily sympathetic towards the weak, but sometimes, many people don’t even have the ability to discern who is truly weak.”
Qin Sichao, swallowing the peach in his mouth, understood. “You’re thinking quite far ahead. Wait, isn’t this a completely unscripted reality show?”
“There’s no such thing as complete freedom in this world. Cheng Rongrong’s mom even sent someone to buy all her vegetables, I’m just asking a staff member to work a bit slower.” Shi Dingshan said, thinking about the little chubby bird who couldn’t fly this morning, his heart, which had been as hard as a rock these past few days, softened for a few seconds. “We can’t let someone be portrayed as a bully just because they spoke up for justice.”
“That’s true, that Cheng Rongrong, she truly… wouldn’t hesitate to do such a thing…” Qin Sichao said, smacking his lips. “If she’s like this at home, in front of her parents, then Yan Yan’s current state, she must have played a part in it.”
“Mmm, the ideal character you have in mind, it’s created by these people.” Shi Dingshan said, glancing at the peach in Qin Sichao’s hand. “You didn’t even wash the peach, doesn’t it feel prickly in your mouth?”
After saying that, Shi Dingshan got up to wash the peaches.
Qin Sichao: “… “ What, it was just a coincidence, he didn’t call and ask them to do this. Tsk, it was a bit prickly, but… so sweet.
Those bad days… Qin Sichao looked up at the monitoring screen, at Yan Yan, who was braiding Little Maomao’s hair, those bad days would pass. He would film it well, he would capture this little girl’s memorable image on screen, as for the payment… he would lower the price, and when she grew up, he would give her a big red envelope, money that belonged solely to her. And if, at that time, he was still making films, and she still wanted to act, maybe they would have a chance to collaborate again.
He wasn’t the kind of person who would use other people’s suffering to achieve his own success and then just move on!
It was a resilient and shining soul that couldn’t be concealed by suffering, just like the sweet flesh of the peach that couldn’t be hidden by the fuzz, it was an unstoppable beauty.
Thinking about Cheng Tingyan this morning, her natural talent for dancing, her first attempt and already looking so graceful in the dance studio, thinking about Ni Jinyan’s praise of her talent, Qin Sichao hummed and took another bite of the peach.
Shi Dingshan, who had just finished washing the peaches, walked back in, shaking the water off his hands. “You’re really eating the peach without washing it?”
Qin Sichao: “… “
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