9 – Does Yan Qing Know Actor Jiang?
The studio erupted into an uproar.
Nan Jing immediately sensed something unusual and teased, “You two know each other?”
Yan Qing’s heart instantly tightened.
Jiang Wangyan slightly lifted his gaze, his seemingly calm eyes resting on her. His expression gave away no emotion, yet it felt distinctly different from usual…
He gently rubbed the microphone with his fingertips.
Yan Qing quickly spoke up, “I had a brief encounter with Senior Jiang backstage earlier.”
But Nan Jing felt it wasn’t that simple.
He turned to look at the certain film emperor, only to see the man’s indifferent expression. “Indeed, a brief encounter.”
“Almost scared me to death! I thought Jiang Yandi really knew this nobody! Wtf.jpg”
“Though I’m reluctant to admit it, Brother did praise her. Her dance was decent enough. I’m willing to hold back from criticizing her for now, out of respect for Brother.”
“Just dancing? That’s basic for celebrities, yet you’re hyping it up! Dumbass Yan Qing, get out of the entertainment industry already!”
“Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting! Get out!”
“U1S1, as a dance student, I’ll be fair: Yan Qing’s Dunhuang dance was genuinely excellent. Even the chief of the Dance Association would praise it—it’s definitely not just ‘dancing.'”
Su Jinxia stared at Yan Qing with jealousy and resentment.
She clenched her fists tightly, her eyes red with anger, but she couldn’t lash out due to the live broadcast…
Weren’t you supposed to lose to me?
Not only did she not lose, but she also went against expectations and stole the spotlight—wasn’t she deliberately embarrassing me?
The AI announced, “Please return to the stage, Su Jinxia.”
Su Jinxia could only calm her emotions, forcing a faint smile as she gracefully walked back on stage.
But the mentors’ attention remained focused on Yan Qing.
Rap mentor Raz said with interest, “Your dancing is strong. I never expected you to be criticized for lacking professional skills. Is there something wrong with my judgment?”
“It’s not your judgment, teacher.”
Yan Qing smiled brightly. “Maybe they think a few farts into the sky can patch up the ozone layer, so they keep yapping, trying to contribute to the environment.”
Anti-fans: “…”
You’re the one farting to patch up the ozone layer!
The usually composed Ye Weizhi couldn’t help but laugh. “That’s good. I really like your dance. In comparison, Su Jinxia’s singing was on pitch, but that’s about it.”
Su Jinxia’s heart trembled slightly.
She bit her lip lightly, her eyes glistening. “I’m sorry, teacher. I was injured just yesterday… and haven’t fully recovered, so I couldn’t deliver a better performance.”
“So heartbreaking for Sister Jinxia! Hugs!”
“Don’t those who praised Yan Qing feel guilty? Who caused Su Jinxia’s injury? That bitch injured her to win—it’s an unfair victory!”
“Did Yan Qing plan this all along to sabotage our sister? Her mom’s about to die.”
“Does Yan Qing only know how to curse with shit and farts?”
But Yan Qing sneered, “Mosquitoes must have a hard time biting you, huh? After struggling all night, they’d be too exhausted.”
Hearing this, Su Jinxia turned to look at her.
Still wearing a pitiful expression, she asked, “What do you mean?”
“I’m saying your skin is thick.” Yan Qing lifted her eyelids lazily. “Others sing with their vocal cords, but you’re special—you use your skin. Your singing isn’t great, yet you blame it on a little scratch. Doesn’t your throat feel wronged hearing that?”Su Jinxia: “…”
“Pfft.” Nan Jing couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Completely disregarding the setting, he enthusiastically clapped his hands, “I love this personality! It’d be a crime against heaven if she doesn’t become famous!”
Jiang Wangyan gave him a cool, indifferent glance.
Lowering his voice with an ambiguous tone, he asked, “You like her?”
“Of course I do.” Nan Jing simply stood up, “Yan Qing, I’m really curious about how much more you can do. That long silk dance part just now—could you teach me?”
Jiang Wangyan’s eyes instantly darkened with gloom.
But Nan Jing had already stepped onto the stage. Yan Qing tilted her head with a charming smile, “Of course I can.”
“I’ve learned some classical dance before. Let me watch you perform it first, and I’ll see if I can pick it up.”
Nan Jing was very interested in the long silk dance of Dunhuang style, which not only tests one’s dance skills but also the strength of the arms and waist.
Raz and Ye Weizhi also sat up straight.
The Dunhuang long silk fell back into Yan Qing’s hands. Su Jinxia was about to reluctantly step down…
But Yan Qing turned her gaze, “Battle?”
Hearing this, Su Jinxia’s body stiffened abruptly.
She looked at Yan Qing with a pale face. Although she had learned classical dance, it was far from the difficulty level of Dunhuang and long silk techniques. She never expected Yan Qing to suddenly make such a request.
Yan Qing smiled brilliantly, “You challenged me just now. Now I’m proposing a battle with you—that’s not too much, is it?”
Su Jinxia was so furious she wished she could tear her apart.
But Raz, never one to shy away from drama, chimed in, “A battle is great! I love it! Su Jinxia, battle her!”
Even the director was rubbing his hands in excitement.
This wasn’t part of the normal segment, but who doesn’t love watching drama? Making variety shows is all about creating conflict and generating buzz. Yan Qing really understood him!
Su Jinxia hesitated, “We don’t have this segm—”
But the director immediately instructed the AI host, “Now activating the hidden segment! Random battle! Does Su Jinxia accept the challenge issued by Yan Qing?”
Su Jinxia: ???
Once the host’s voice sounded, it meant the director had made the decision. She was now completely cornered!
She could only brace herself and say, “I accept.”
「Go, Sister Jinxia! Your classical dance is amazing! You have to crush Yan Qing under your feet!」
「Yan Qing is really overestimating herself. Although her Dunhuang dance is good, Su Jinxia’s classical dance foundation is strong. Is she afraid she won’t get a chance to embarrass herself?」
「Hah, this is probably just a clown show. Here it comes—Yan Qing’s moment of embarrassment is never late!」
The staff also handed Su Jinxia a silk ribbon.
Nan Jing temporarily stepped aside. The sound engineer cooperated perfectly, and the ethereal, melodious Dunhuang music slowly began to play…
Yan Qing almost instantly got into the zone.
Her upturned fox-like eyes immediately filled with starlight, and as she danced with the long silk, her entire being seemed to glow.
Su Jinxia awkwardly fiddled with the silk ribbon beside her.
Her arm strength was insufficient to swing the 20-meter-long silk ribbon, so she could only handle it simply, putting on an affected display of some classical dance moves…
「??? Is Su Jinxia a zombie?」
「Su Jinxia fans, are you sure your idol’s classical dance is amazing? She’s not even as good as the obscure Yan Qing. What is she even dancing?」
「Suddenly feeling a bit disappointed in Su Jinxia.」
「Ahhh, help! Yan Qing is so captivating! Please stop criticizing and take a look at this treasure of a girl!」The barrage’s comments about her gradually spiraled out of control, but in contrast, Yan Qing used the same long silk to dance out a radiant glow!
Dunhuang long silk, soaring celestial dance.
Spreading her sleeves like a phoenix spreading its wings and singing triumphantly.
Drawing back her sleeves like a crane returning to the clouds and mist.
The dazzling colors scattered in the air as she spun seemed to paint a brilliant scroll of the desert landscape.
With just one dance, the difference was clear.
Su Jinxia had already sensed the awkwardness, but as long as the music didn’t stop, she couldn’t admit defeat and had to continue…
Yan Qing’s graceful figure danced amidst the long silk.
Amidst the lingering sacred chants, her every smile and frown captivated hearts, causing even Jiang Wangyan and Nan Jing to momentarily lose themselves.
“Whoosh—”
The Dunhuang long silk was suddenly flung high into the air.
The sound of it colliding with the air lifted everyone’s hearts, but in the very next moment…
The end of the long silk hooked onto Su Jinxia’s silk ribbon.
Su Jinxia was still forcing herself to dance when she felt her ribbon being entangled. She turned her head in confusion.
Then, she suddenly felt the world spinning around her!
Yan Qing abruptly drew back her sleeves, using just the right amount of arm strength to control the long silk. As she spun and danced, she hooked onto Su Jinxia along the silk ribbon and then wrapped her up entirely.
“Ah—”
A scream echoed across the stage.
Before Su Jinxia could react, she was forced into a frantic spin on the stage. In moments, she was wrapped from head to toe by the twenty-meter-long silk in Yan Qing’s hands.
The woman who had been dancing just moments ago.
In the blink of an eye, turned into a…
Colorful mummy.