Chapter 209 - 209: Have a Taste, Savor In Detail
The Substitute Bride: Indulged by the Obsessive CEO
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Tang Beibei and Ruan Qi left the dance studio and came to Song Zhouâs car.
Ruan Qi saw Song Zhou in the driverâs seat and said goodbye to Tang Beibei before she turned to leave.
Tang Beibei pulled her back. âQiqi, come home with me. Youâre not feeling well. Itâs crowded on the bus. You won t be able to catch any sleep.11
âItâs okay. Itâs quite convenient to take the bus.â
When Song Zhou heard that Ruan Qi was nor feeling well, he looked at her worriedly and saw that her eyes were swollen with dark circles under them.
She did not have a good nightâs sleep last night.
He felt very guilty.
He got out of rhe car and opened the door to the front passenger seat. âMiss Ruan, it s more convenient and faster to rake a car than a bus.â
Ruan Qi did not give him any face. âI shanât bother you. Iâm going to take rhe bus. No one will bother me on the bus.â
âRuanâ¦â
Before Song Zhou could finish saying her name, Ruan Qi flung her schoolbag onto her shoulder and walked towards the bus stop.
Tang Beibei sighed. When she got in the car and saw Jiang Jingchen, she pointed at Song Zhou.
Jiang Jingchen told her to calm down. âSome things canât be rushed. The more you rush it, the more chaotic it becomes.â
Tang Beibei frowned and deliberately raised her voice. âMy heart aches for Qiqi. She didnât sleep a wink lasr night and cried for a long time.â
Song Zhou was about to start the car when he heard that Ruan Qi cried last night. He paused as his eyes darkened.
Jiang Jingchen supplemented cooperatively, âA man who makes a woman cry must be quite terrible.â
Tang Beibei nodded. âTerrible to the core. If heâs not interested in her, he shouldnât have led her on. When he carried Qiqi back and forth like that, Qiqi thought he was interested in her, and thatâs why she confessed. It turned out that heâs a scumbag!â
âThis kind of person is detestable.â
âHmph, infuriating!â
Song Zhou coughed twice. âYoung Master, Young Madam, Iâm not deaf.â
Did they think it was okay to scold him behind his back?
âI know youâre not deaf. I said it for you to hear. If you really donât have any feelings for Qiqi, then you should really stay away from her.â
âPm not blaming you for rejecting her. You have the right to reject any person. But please donât be nice to her anymore. Donât send her the wrong signals and make her think that you like her!â
Song Zhou was quiet.
Should he really have kept his distance?
I Im, what the young madam said is true too. He was the one who carried her first and caused the misunderstanding.
Tang Beibei was curious about Song Zhouâs silence, so she asked, âSong Zhou, why donât you like Qiqi? Isnât Qiqi good?â
âNo, itâs not her. Itâs my problem.â
âWhat kind of problem?â
Song Zhou fell silent again.
Tang Beibei continued, âThis is your private matter and theoretically, I shouldnât meddle. But if you have feelings for Qiqi, you should really give the relationship a try. Qiqi is a super nice and warm girl. You can tell just by looking at how well she treats me.â
âYes, Miss Ruan is very good.â
But he was waiting for the other woman in his life.
He wouldnât give her up if she didnât give him a response.
Back at the villa, Song Zhou went back to his room and stared at his phone for a long time before he dialed a number.
At school, in Tang Beibeiâs homeroom, the class monitor, Fu Jin, went on stage after classes and talked to the class about the New Yearâs Eve show.
Six students in their class had signed up to perform, but there was only one spot. Only the performance with the highest applause would compete with students from other faculties.
The six students who signed up all walked to the podium. The first to perform was Zheng Tong.
Zheng Tong sang a song and received a sparse applause from the class.
Ruan Qi looked at the second student who was playing an instrument on stage and asked Tang Beibei in a low voice, âAre you confident?â
Tang Beibei gulped nervously. âEveryoneâs pretty good. Iâm confident, but also not.â
Ruan Qi was even more nervous when she heard Tang Beibei say that.
But she tried to use words to ease the tension, âI donât know if itâs a coincidence, but these people have all had some bad encounters with us, and now theyâre competing with us.â
Tang Beibei was stunned. It was true. Two of their fellow competitors had quarreled directly with them.
Fu Jin had placed Tang Beibei and Ruan Qiâs dance as the last act, probably to give them a leg up.
Because psychologically, rhe audience would remember the first or the last act best all things being equal.
When Fu Jin invited Tang Beibei and Ruan Qi to go on stage, the two girls looked at each other and didnât walkup stage, Instead, they somersaulted onto the stage.
Their somersaults without using hands piqued everyoneâs interest and the audience clapped loudly.
To get more applause, Tang Beibei bent her back leg and went into a split leap. This move made the audience exclaim in exhilaration.
Ruan Qi then turned on rhe music and pulled Tang Beibei up.
The two of them performed a jazz dance. The music was fast, and their dance moves were even faster. The two of them coordinated seamlessly and it was an original choreography. It was an eye-opener for everyone. When rhe two of them finished, even men stood up and applauded.
Although their competitors also clapped politely, their expressions were gloomy as they complained softly.
âDid Tang Beibei need to be so provocative and did ail those things before they even starred? So what if she has a small waist?â
âWell, theyâd do anything to perform at the party.â
âDoing this kind of dance is just grandstanding. Thereâs nothing special about it at all.â
âI think their dancing was just average. They won t be able to compete against students from the other faculties! If we send them to complete, theyâd embarrass our faculty!â
No matter what the other competitors said, Tang Beibei and Ruan Qi got rhe highest applause. The sound of the winning applause said it all.
Someone wolf whistled below stage. âTang Beibei, your figure is too good. Are you made of rope? You are so flexible!â
âYou guys did a great job. Come on, win glory for our class!â
âI also think that you guys did great. You will definitely beat the other classes. I have faith in you!â
The audience was full of praise.
As the host, Fu Jin also wasnât stingy with his praise for Tang Beibei and Ruan Qi.
âThey were indeed outstanding. Since everyone thinks that they are good, these two will represent our class in the competition. I hope that they will be able to overcome all obstacles and perform for everyone at the New Year s Eve show!â
Tang Beibei held Ruan Qiâs hand and bowed to everyone. âThank you for your support. Weâll try our best to do you proud!â
Fu Jin dismissed the class and then asked Tang Beibei, âDid you guys choreographed the dance today?â
âYes. What do you think of it?â
âVery well-paced. The difficulty level is high but itâs playful. The music also isnât bad, but of course, thereâs a lot of room for improvement.â
Fu Jin was very eloquent. Although there were praises in the beginning, rhe last sentence said that there was a lot of room for improvement. He was telling them that they were still not good enough and needed to continue working hard.
Tang Beibei and Ruan Qi fist-saluted him and said, âAppreciate bossâ pointers!â
Fu Jin chuckled softly. â1 wouldnât dare to give you pointers. You guys are still very green and will have to figure things out for yourselves. Beibei tends to follow the music. Ruan Qi is very good at rhythm control. Bur when you are on a big stage, you canât be influenced by external factors. Youâll have to control the stage.â
âTherefore, you must perfect rhe music and rhythm of the dance before you go on stage.â
âItâs like making a clay figurine. The choreography and music just formed limbs of the clay figure. Youâll need to give the it a brain and a soul.â
So profound!
The boss was very knowledgeable and spoke very well, but they just didnât understand.
Fu Jin poked at their heads. âHave a taste. Savor it in detail. Youâll only be able to appreciate it after youâve practiced it ro a certain level.â
Ruan Qi sighed. âWhy is dancing even harder than dating? Some people are losers in love bur winners in their careers. Why am I so f*cking unlucky!â
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. âSong Zhou. Itâs all that bustardâs fault! Itâs all because of him. If ir werenât for him, I wouldnât be a loser in love, and I would still regain some dignity!â
Song Zhou, who had just walked into the classroom, heard the womanâs words. He froze in his tracks and smiled awkwardly at her..