Chapter 100 Part 1
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Chapter 100 Part 1: Little Qing, I Will Steal You Away (1)
The audience in the live streaming room began to buzz with excitement.
“Pure luck means completely random, no longer manipulating probability?”
Dream Weaver Rabbit snapped their fingers, and the glass shaft immediately filled with starlight, resembling the previous card draw format.
Chu Yuanqing’s small face turned serious, her eyes locked in concentration as she took a deep breath.
If drawing a five-star card is the reality that the first card draw must face, then drawing a dance with unbiased probability is the true test of Oufen’s differences!
Please, please don’t let it be a dance like “Clumsy Deer,” something too girly. It’s best not to be too difficult either. With my dancing skills, I’ll definitely drag Qingxuan behind.
After Chu Yuanqing nervously prayed, she carefully placed her hand on the glass shaft. As her palm imprint left a mark, a flashy special effect emerged, revealing the drawn dance on the virtual screen.
“Your shining light is like gold, gradually invading my eyes.”
“What kind of tone will make you nod inside?”
“It’s me not understanding your taste, it’s the danger I didn’t notice.”
The song that played was slightly ambiguous, centered on capturing the moment love blooms. Its vibe leaned towards a bar, easily sparking one’s imagination.
With the matching lyrics, it’s easy to picture a man and a woman in a passionate environment, testing boundaries and growing closer. They might feel their bodies tingle, creating intense eye contact, their breath growing heavier in the alcoholic atmosphere.
Chu Yuanqing felt a bad premonition.
As expected, a lively melody played, and a couple appeared on the screen, moving to the beat. They showcased a vibrant and sexually charged jazz dance, involving waist rubbing, hand holding, embracing, lightly touching backsides, visual kissing, and even falling to the ground in an intimate manner. It was a display of suggestive movements.
— “Dangerous Party.”
The bullet comments in the live chat exploded.
Looking at it rationally and evaluating it objectively, the dance performance wasn’t that bold, despite having some suggestive elements. The beauty of the dance gave it a graceful charm, exuding sexual tension without being vulgar.
Compared to some foreign dances, it was a bit awkward and not edgy enough.
But for a middle-aged father who wasn’t used to wearing a short skirt, this dance was incredibly dangerous, striking him like a bolt of lightning. He felt like he might faint, as if his soul was leaving his body.
Chu Yuanqing’s sense of crisis surged as she realized many eyes were on her, waiting for her reaction. Quickly, she suppressed her embarrassment. Her face turned slightly pink, and she moistened her lips before softly asking,
“Um… Can I request to draw another dance?”
Dream Weaver Rabbit, with a devilish smile, casually selected a dance on the virtual screen and responded,
“Oh? Do you really want to request another draw? There are many dances in the music library that are even better than this one. Wouldn’t it be unfair to the other contestants?”
In that moment, two arrows named “Unknown Fear” and “Conscience Morals” pierced Chu Yuanqing’s heart.
Chu Yuanqing felt defeated. She gave up the struggle, stepping aside for Chen Yining, her steps heavy as she walked toward Xie Qingxuan, feeling deflated.
As Kirimi Miyuki observed Chu Yuanqing, she understood all too well what kind of dance Chu Yuanqing could handle. She, who had pushed boundaries with her, knew that “Dangerous Party” was definitely not something Chu Yuanqing could manage.
But what truly stung was imagining Chu Yuanqing performing that somewhat intimate, flirtatious dance with Xie Qingxuan. A wave of dull pain spread in her chest.
It was a mix of possessiveness and jealousy, a sourness that slowly grew like a shadow under the sunlight, almost devouring her sanity.
The pink in her eyes deepened, and a few wisps of black mist swirled around. Her expression remained unchanged, a small smile curling at the corner of her lips. She whispered to herself,
“Little Qing, I will definitely win you back.”
Chu Wang Shu, feeling upset, didn’t want to perform this kind of dance with Little Qing.
She simply thought about how Xie Qingxuan was originally her roommate, but now they were teammates, and they were chosen for this intimate dance. After practicing together, their relationship would inevitably grow closer.
Would that mean she would no longer be Little Qing’s number one best friend?
No, she had to try to win Little Qing back!
Both Chu Wang Shu and Kirimi Miyuki exchanged a glance, silently agreeing with each other. Their hearts filled with shared determination, growing in understanding without the need for words.
Meanwhile, the green-eyed cat, feeling irritated, glanced at their pitiful and useless lead singer teammate, grinding their teeth in frustration.
It’s hopeless! Our team stands no chance against Mother Qing and that wicked woman. Trying to win back Mother Qing through a fair competition is just a fantasy!
Wait a minute…
In that instant, Tang Liuli’s despair was replaced by a surge of clarity. Her incredible wisdom roared like a Bugatti Veyron engine, and she found a spark of inspiration amid the chaos. She realized the essence of the problem.
Yes, my goal is not to win, but to be on the same team as Chu Yuanqing.
In that case, why can’t we just give up?
Rather than struggling for victory, I’ll focus on giving without expecting anything in return—this is the right path!
It’s simple: every team needs a lead singer. If I challenge the other side with Lin Baor and wait to lose on stage, I can easily join Mother Qing’s team, right?
Since our group can’t beat any high-level teams anyway, it’s better to lose early and start fresh. The sooner, the better for joy.
This plan has no risks. As the lead singer in “Dazzling Stage” and one of the only remaining Grade A performers, being roommates with Chu Yuanqing, it’s inevitable that I’ll be chosen.
The envy in the green-eyed cat swelled, softening its expression as a proud smile formed on its lips.
Hmph, let you bask in your glory for now. Honey Qing’s first kiss is already mine. How can a mere “Dangerous Party” surpass such a monumental achievement!?
Even if it means dropping two levels in status, like a pet paying a heavy price in humiliation.
Tang Liuli grew happier the more she thought about it, feeling a bright future was on the horizon. The dark clouds above her head were replaced by sparkling golden light—winwinwin!—representing success.
Though to Lin Baor, this scene looked like a socially awkward girl, hiding her face behind her bangs, smiling foolishly, a bit cute and unreliable.
But this did not stop the birth of a brilliant plan!
On the other side, Chen Yining returned from the dance draw. Her luck was neither good nor bad, drawing a moderately difficult dance, typical of her country’s style. Both of them had solid foundations, and they could achieve a decent level of completion in about half a week.
The young couple stayed away from external chaos, enjoying their temporary peace.
Ji Shuzhu observed Chen Yining’s cheerful mood from the corner of her eye. A rare softness appeared deep inside her chest, but it was quickly swallowed by emptiness, leaving a cold void.
The girl lowered her brows, becoming indifferent. From Chen Yining’s confusion to her shy glances, Ji Shuzhu reached out, her fingers touching the other’s cheek. Her fingertips lingered on the swan-like neck, absorbing warmth. Slowly, she embraced her and softly sighed,
“Little Ning, you must work hard.”
This world seemed colorless, even the lively Chen Yining fading into the background.
Despite her efforts to hold on, the continuous deterioration of hypermnesia was eroding her emotions, urging her to chase brilliance deep in human nature, to fill the emptiness inside and protect the treasures in her consciousness.
Ji Shuzhu tried to heal herself with the love of fans.
Whether it was likes, follows, comments, or private messages, these online interactions felt cold and distant, unable to touch her heart. Even offline events where people called her name couldn’t fill the void.
This emptiness reached its peak three years ago at a music festival in Histan country.
