Chapter 179 - 179: Because She Liked It
Terminally Ill Female Lead Of An Angst Novel Went Rampant After Her Awakening
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
As if realizing that he had said something he shouldnât have, Nan Muâs expression changed slightly and he quickly changed the subject.
âCome on, you can do it! Once the third performance is over, youâll be free!â
Before leaving, he reminded Lin Shanchu, âIf you need anything, you can come to me. If Iâm not in the training camp, you can look for Song Yiming.â
âAlright.â
Lin Shanchu watched Nan Mu leave.
From the conversation between Nan Mu and Huo Xunzhou earlier, she could tell that Nan Mu didnât know that Huo Chaosheng was Huo Xunzhouâs cousin.
Naturally, he would not have known what kind of person Huo Chaosheng was.
So, Nan Muâs special reminder to stay away from Huo Chaosheng must have been Huo Xunzhouâs instruction.
Huo Xunzhou seemed pretty angry yesterday.
Yet, he still sent Nan Mu over to specifically warn her.
Even though they both had the surname Huo, they had a huge difference in personality.
On another note, this was already the second time someone had asked her to stay away from Huo Chaosheng.
And she did want to stay away from Huo Chaosheng.
But Huo Chaosheng had already latched onto her.
Perhaps Huo Chaosheng had sensed Lin Shanchuâs disgust towards him because he finally acted normal for the next few days.
He didnât seize every opportunity to say crazy things like âWeâre of the same kindâ to Lin Shanchu.
Instead, he focused on preparing for the competition. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
On the day before the competition, the production crew held a routine rehearsal.
The rehearsal was just to familiarize themselves with the formation and stage in advance, so the trainees remained in their usual training clothes.
Lin Shanchu stood on the stage with black hair and red lips. No matter which angle you look from, she still looked like she had just been kidnapped and forced on stage. She had no rap vibe at all.
After the rehearsal, the director said, âStylist, put more effort into Lin
Shanchuâs styling.â
The entire internet knew that Lin Shanchuâs song selection had been messed up by her fans.
But still, she couldnât afford to slack off on stage.
At the very least, she had to let the audience feel the sincerity of both the production crew and herself.
Lin Shanchu had been training very seriously recently, so her styling needed to match up as well.
Her haters were always thinking of ways to bring Lin Shanchu down in all sorts of ways, so they had to be more cautious in this aspect.
Following the directorâs instructions, the stylist called Lin Shanchu over that evening.
Her teammates and some other trainees who just wanted to watch also followed.
The stylist tried several different styles on her.
After each styling, the stylist would consider everyoneâs opinions.
âIs this good?â
Everyone responded:
âBeautiful.â âIt looks good.â
âI want this too!â
The stylist fell silent for a moment and said, âWhat I meant was, do you think it gives off a rap vibe?â
Everyone fell silent.
The stylist sighed and started over.
When the new styling was done, everyone praised it again.
But when the stylist asked if it had a rap vibe, there was another round of silence.
The stylist was in despair.
Lin Shanchu was really pretty.
There was an indescribable sense of elegance about her.
If it were any other performance, she would always look good no matter how she was styled.
Seeing the stylist so worried, Lin Shanchu suggested, âWhat if we cut off my hair?â
âAh?â The stylist caressed Lin Shanchuâs shiny black hair as her face filled with reluctance, âI think..â
Lin Shanchu continued, âShould we dye it a different color?â The stylist found dyeing to be more acceptable.
âWhat color do you want to dye?â the stylist asked her.
Lin Shanchu turned to look at the blue costume beside her.
âBlue. â
The stylist was caught off guard by her answer.
âCut it first and then dye it,â Lin Shanchu straightened her posture, looking prepared.
âThis colorâ¦â the stylist hesitated.
Was the young lady serious about this?
Lin Shanchu turned around and smiled at the stylist, âThank you for your hard work. Iâd like to finish early and go to sleep.â
The stylist held the scissors but couldnât start.
Her heart ached for Lin Shanchu. She had such beautiful hair.
She gathered the ends of Lin Shanchuâs hair, âWould this be short enough?â
âThereâs no difference.â
The stylist was quiet.
âJust go ahead and cut it as you wish. I trust you,â Lin Shanchu closed her eyes.
The stylist made up her mind and started cutting with swift movements.
Lin Shanchu opened her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror.
The stylist started to cut her long hair from the sides.
Lin Shanchu had never cut her hair this short before.
Back in her school days, there was a period when the short bob hairstyle was trendy.
Many girls in Lin Shanchuâs class cut their hair short.
She was somewhat tempted to try it too.
But when Lu Shiyuan learned she wanted to cut her hair short, he stopped her.
She still remembered what Lu Shiyuan said.
âShanshan looks the best with long hair. I like Shanshanâs long hair the most.â
Although the hair was on her head, her opinion of it didnât matter.
Later on, there was a period when the princess cut was popular.
Lu Shiyuan used similar words to stop her again.
Thinking back to those days, it made her feel suffocated.
âCould you give me the princess cut?â Lin Shanchu asked softly.
The cut was half short half long. In Lu Shiyuanâs words, it was neither fish nor fowl.
But she insisted on having that cut.
Because she liked it.
The stylist naturally couldnât object.
After finishing the haircut, the stylist admired her work and was stunned by its beauty.
âIt looks really good.â
The other trainees who were watching couldnât help but sigh in admiration.
âI finally know why itâs called a princess cut.â
âWhy?â
âBecause this hairstyle was tailor-made for this princess.â
âIâm so envious. Lin Shanchu really looks like a princess with this princess cutâ¦â
The princess cut was relatively niche.
It required a certain demeanor to pull off.
Before, Lin Shanchu didnât have bangs. Her long hair draped over her shoulders, giving her a look of pure elegance. She was extremely docile and had the temperament of a socialite.
But with the princess cut, her nobility became even more pronounced and she seemed more lively.
After the haircut, the stylist started dyeing Lin Shanchuâs hair.
A few of the trainees at the side were also clamoring to get the same cut.
However, since the stage styling had already been decided, they could only give up the idea for the time being.
The dyeing process took a long time.
Since the competition was tomorrow, most of the trainees left early to rest.
The stylist went to work on other traineesâ hair, leaving only Yun Wu and Lin Shanchu at the scene.
Yun Wu had short hair which gave the stylist very limited options on styles, so she usually had her hair done on the morning of the recording.
She sat beside Lin Shanchu cross-legged on a chair, staring at her head with anticipation.
Lin Shanchu asked her, âArenât you going to sleep?â âI want to see how your hair turns out.â
Lin Shanchu chuckled, âYou can find out tomorrow.â
âIâm not sleepy,â Yun Wu shook her head while resting her chin in her hand. Lin Shanchu fell silent for a moment, âIs there something vou want to tell me?â Yun Wu was stunned and slowly sat up straight, âYou can tell?â
âDo you really think Iâm that clueless?â Lin Shanchu noticed that when Yun Wu was following her over, she had a troubled look on her face.
Yun Wu cleared her throat and brought up the main point, âHow have you been getting along with Huo Chaosheng recently?â
Lin Shanchu calmly looked Yun Wu up and down, âItâs not bad..â