Chapter 12: I Doubt Your Professional Competence

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Xie Shiyun looked at Su Yuqing's serious face and couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.

Lu Minglan laughed heartily, "Miss Su jests, our rehearsal went quite well, after all, Teacher Xie, Teacher Cheng, and I all have stage experience."

Was he implying something about her?

Su Yuqing's smile deepened, "I see. Just now, I thought something had gone wrong by the look on Teacher Xie's face. I'm glad it's not the case."

"..." Can disappointment be any more obvious?

"How could that be? Miss Su saw it wrong."

"Yes, I saw it wrong," Su Yuqing nodded.

Lu Minglan choked, feeling like his punch had hit cotton; it was an awkward sensation, unable to make progress or back away.

Before he could say anything else, the trio of Su Yuqing had walked away.

"Presumptuous," Xie Shiyun muttered with a curl of his lip.

Lu Minglan's smile was brilliant, but his eyes betrayed an unreadable expression.

In the practice room, Gu Zhan sat on the floor with a look of exasperation, "Su Yuqing, although our rehearsal wasn't bad, could you not be so arrogant?"

What if something goes wrong during the performance?

Their practice room had an icy floor, bad for positioning and limiting for dance moves.

Especially since Gu Zhan had sustained an injury, so they put in extra effort during the rehearsal, treating it as their first official practice.

The result was not bad.

"It was good to begin with," Su Yuqing lifted her eyelids slightly.

Blame the system.

Gu Zhan paused, rendered speechless and didn't say any more, picking up the lyrics beside him and continuing to memorize them.

The song was mostly in English, which made it hard to remember.

"Have some water." He Suyan brought over two bottles of water, handing one to Su Yuqing.

"I've already had Fu Jin discuss a contract with Huatai, welcome to Chengtian," he said.

Su Yuqing paused, knowing that the clips from the rehearsal room would take two or three days to edit; his timing was deliberate.

"I'll be in your care from now on," she responded with a brilliant smile.

The entertainment company under Chengtian Group is called Chengtian.

It was founded by He Suyan himself.

Gu Zhan next to her was somewhat dazed, "What are you talking about?"

"Um, just what you're thinking," Su Yuqing tilted her head.

"God He..."

He Suyan gave him a sidelong glance, "Your company isn't bad either."

So don't think about Chengtian.

Gu Zhan instantly ran out of steam, looking pitiful.

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At six o'clock, the styling team of the show arrived at the rest area, where thirty-one artists formed seven teams.

Three teams of three, three teams of five, and one team of seven.

Seven rest areas.

Outside the venue, the audience who had paid a high price for live broadcast entry tickets lined up to enter.

There were a total of one thousand audience members on-site, with voting split between live voting and online voting.

Live voting was to choose the favorite individual, while online voting was to vote for the least favorite.

So this is why Director Lin is called the master of mischief.

In rest area number one, Su Chengxi and Jiang Chenan's group, who missed the grouping, joined an original trio.

It was Xia Chuwie's group.

"Miss," Su Chengxi's assistant entered and gave her a discreet nod.

While getting her makeup done, Su Chengxi's mouth slightly curled up.

"Teacher Su, your skin is really good," Xia Chuwie said enviously as she sat nearby, admiring Su Chengxi.

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This remark filled Su Chengxi with pride.

She had paid a considerable price for her delicate skin.

"Yours isn't bad either," she said, pursing her lips into a smile.

Xia Chuwie cupped her face, "Compared to Teacher Su, I'm far behind. If you ask me, even Su Yuqing can't match up to you."

Su Chengxi's brow furrowed imperceptibly—what an awkward thing to say.

She smiled noncommittally and did not respond.

Seeing this, Xia Chuwie felt slightly annoyed inside—she really couldn't converse well.

"Teacher He, the performance costumes for the three of you have arrived." In resting room number five, the show's styling team walked in.

Because they were scheduled to perform later, their styling was also done later.

When it came to the performance order, Director Lin was quite casual and based it on the numbers of the resting rooms chosen.

Su Yuqing and her group had just happened to be number five.

"Mhm, thank you for your hard work," He Suyan nodded.

Four people came in, two men and two women, all well-known stylists in the industry.

Their group's performance costumes were in a silver theme, representing light. Su Yuqing's outfit was a silver, short-length dress with thin straps, a cinched waist design, and a circle of cutouts as wide as a thumb.

It was a dress that most people wouldn't dare to try, as it would reveal all of one's physical flaws.

"Miss Su, I'll do your styling," one of the female stylists said, approaching Su Yuqing with a smile.

Her demeanor showed no signs of strangeness, but Su Yuqing's intuition told her something wasn't right.

She nodded discreetly, observing the person in front of her.

"System, could this person be harmful to me?" she asked inwardly.

"Host, I'm not sure..."

"The Truth System had better not lie," Su Yuqing said nonchalantly.

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After a moment of deadlock, the mechanical voice became even more rigid, "Yes."

A hint of amusement flashed in Su Yuqing's eyes, and she had her answer.

A little while later, she tilted her head to look at her reflection in the mirror, her mouth twitching slightly, "Teacher, what's the inspiration behind this styling?"

He Suyan and Gu Zhan hadn't been paying attention, but they looked over upon hearing her question and couldn't help but chuckle.

Gu Zhan burst out laughing, "Cough, cough, Teacher, this styling, it's so... unique!"

Su Yuqing's normally rosy and fair complexion turned pale as she saw her eyebrows transformed into the Korean-style straight brows from a couple of years ago, sharply flying into her temples like two knives. The elongated eyeliner at the corners of her eyes added an extra fierceness.

If she were to put on a fiery-red lipstick, she'd be the spitting image of a female ghost fresh from devouring a child!

As several people stared, the stylist's expression stiffened slightly, but she quickly adjusted, "Miss Su has always been the pure and innocent type since her debut; maybe a change for this stage might be refreshing for the audience."

The old Su Yuqing, in both dressing and behavior, used to imitate Su Chengxi.

While Su Chengxi marketed a pure and innocent image, she did too—the pure female star.

But as the saying goes, a painted tiger is not a real dog; she was ridiculed by netizens for trying too hard to imitate Su Chengxi, turning into a negative comparison instead.

"And you think this makeup goes with that dress?" Su Yuqing raised an eyebrow casually, reclining elegantly in her chair, tapping her forehead with her finger.

The stylists were taken aback, struck by Su Yuqing's composure and charisma.

"If you want to bring visual impact, naturally..."

"I'm very skeptical of your professional skills," Su Yuqing said coolly, cutting her off without letting her finish her excuses, "How much did Su Chengxi give you to do this?"

"Miss Su, you must be joking," the stylist's expression flickered.

"Am I?"

"We request a change in the styling team," He Suyan said, glancing at the stylist with a frown, directing his words to the on-site PD.

The other three stylists' expressions changed at once.

If it got out that they were replaced by God He, their careers in this industry would be over.

"Teacher He..."

The woman was also a bit panicked, "Teacher He, Miss Su is exaggerating a bit. I haven't finished the styling yet; once it's done, you'll see the overall effect, she's just being too impatient..."