In the practice room, Lin Mucí finished her last move. The program assistant came over and told them to get ready for the stage performance.
The other girls were all flustered!
Lin Mucí stood in the corner of the practice room, reviewing her moves. The makeup artist checked their costumes and makeup, while the system gloated.
"Host, there are many people outside waiting to throw rotten eggs at you!"
Hearing the system say this, Lin Mucí responded.
"Throw at me?"
The system hummed in affirmation. "Yes, yes. You know some of Ling Qianhe's fans are quite twisted. They won't allow anyone to touch their brother."
"It's not surprising they would do something so extreme."
Lin Mucí said "Oh." She then stated.
"Then tell me in advance. I'll throw them back."
"Wanting to embarrass me?"
"Dream on!"
The stage was ready, and the magnificent lights cast downwards.
As Lin Mucí walked out, she was surprised to see an incredibly handsome figure standing at the end of the deep corridor, watching her.
The other girls around gasped in unison.
"Qianhe is here too."
"Ling Qianhe is too good-looking."
Standing there in the dim light, a silhouette was cast by the lights. He looked so unreal, not wearing any makeup, yet every detail of his features was flawless under the lights.
"Spring breeze for ten miles is not as good as him."
His gaze captivated anyone who met it.
The girls softly greeted him.
"Hello, Instructor Ling Ling."
"Hello, Instructor!"
Ling Qianhe acknowledged them with a hum. He stood there, seemingly nonchalant.
But when Lin Mucí walked towards him, his footsteps suddenly moved.
He walked forward with Lin Mucí.
He walked alongside her down the narrow corridor.
The dim light shone on them. Lin Mucí could smell the cologne emanating from Ling Qianhe. His profile was so exquisite it was like that of a deity. Walking beside her, he blocked the audience's view,
preventing them from getting too close to her.
Lin Mucí wanted to speak.
But the program cameras were filming.
It was inconvenient to speak.
She held back.
As Ling Qianhe walked out, the entire venue erupted in a deafening roar of cheers.
The screams were so loud they could pierce eardrums. Ling Qianhe nodded slightly.
He stood like an unshakeable center of a storm.
The audience below were almost all his fans.
They gathered together, whispering.
"Qianhe is out! So handsome, so handsome, I'm going to faint!"
"Who is Lin Mucí?"
"Holy crap, I'm going to destroy her!"
"I've hidden things under my skirt. Even with strict security, I'll find a way. Besides, isn't Xiao Li's brother in charge of security?"
"Lin Mucí, that slut! Who told her to seduce our Qianhe?"
"I want to see her embarrassed in public!"
"Qianhe would never be associated with that bitch!"
All sorts of insults, mixed with screams, echoed incessantly. But then, they all suddenly seemed to freeze.
"Huh? Wait a minute, she's walking right next to Qianhe?"
Ling Qianhe was blocking her.
He was wearing a black suit, with black hair, and was extremely tall. He stood by her side, completely shielding that girl.
Having not seen him in person for a long time, everyone gasped repeatedly.
"Qianhe seems to have lost weight, but his already exquisite and flawless features somehow look even better!"
"If it weren't for him, no one would have thought that the word 'magnificent' could be so fitting for a boy."
But.
"Why is he protecting that idiot Lin Mucí?"
Lin Mucí could actually hear the insults from the audience.
Thousands of people were shouting Ling Qianhe's name.
At the same time, some were cursing her, telling her to die.
She stood behind Ling Qianhe, her eyelashes fluttering slightly.
She finally spoke, her voice very low. Amidst the noisy main stage, only Ling Qianhe beside her could hear her.
"Why are you protecting me?"
"What's wrong with you? Shouldn't you be happier to see me embarrassed? After all, I talked back to you before."
Ling Qianhe's deep dark eyes looked at her.
In the dim light, she saw him purse his lips, then flash a smile that was both stunningly beautiful and as cold as icy spring water.
"Only I can bully you."
He spoke with his lips,
but Lin Mucí understood.