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Chapter 1045: Director Song is Debuting
Translator: Yunyi
If it was Song Yaoyao, then what was she doing here?
She didn’t say anything, but her bandmate, w.a.n.g Ruo, gossiped, “Someone said that it was Director Song who went in. I think it looked like her too. Did you see?”
Huo Tian had never told her bandmates about her relations.h.i.+p with Song Yaoyao, so naturally, they didn’t know.
It wasn’t hard to understand why she did this. In her heart, she had never acknowledged Song Yaoyao as her aunt, so naturally, she disdained introducing her to outsiders.
Hearing this, she scowled. “What does it have to do with me? Instead of paying attention to others, it’s better to prepare well and try not to make any mistakes!”
!!Even though she said this, her heart was still in turmoil.
After being rebuked by her, the three bandmates no longer had any intention of talking to her.
Instead, they started to practice their songs quietly and moved their bodies slightly.
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“Song Yaoyao, why don’t you just debut? I guarantee you’ll be famous.”
In the mentor’s lounge, Song Yaoyao had her eyes closed as her makeup artist helped her apply makeup. When she heard these words, she opened her eyes.
A young man with a head full of silver hair, dressed in hip-hop clothing, crossed his arms and casually leaned against the door.
When he saw Song Yaoyao looking over, he whistled.
Song Yaoyao did not even turn her head back. In the mirror, she could already see the face that deserved a beating.
“Why is it you? If I knew it was you, I wouldn’t have come.”
“Tch—”
Luo Xingguang ground his molars and walked over, leaning his b.u.t.t against the makeup table beside her. “Song Yaoyao, you’re meant to be pretty, but why do you have such an annoying mouth?”
Song Yaoyao gestured for the makeup artist to finish.
She turned her head and flexed her wrist.
“In your eyes, my hands must be pointless.”
As she finished speaking, she bared her fists and turned around to leave.
“Teacher Luo, do you have a good relations.h.i.+p with Teacher Song?”
Luo Xingguang raised his eyebrows. “I-it’s alright.”
…
The recording began and the 100 girls took their seats.
Song Yaoyao was seated in the third-to-last row, on the edge.
The moment the girls came up, they saw the person who had taken her seat first. They were so surprised that they stopped in their tracks.
Huo Tian could not help but look at her a few more times.
Song Yaoyao did not look away.
The director shouted from below the stage, “Alright, we’re about to begin.”
When they heard this, the girls immediately jogged over to find their seats.
Soon, the seats below were filled. The seat at the top, which symbolized first place, was the only one that no one dared to sit on.
“Are you… Director Song?” a girl asked her softly.
Song Yaoyao looked sideways and saw a baby face.
“Guess.” Song Yaoyao blinked her eyes.
“Ah… that couldn’t be the case, right? Director Song wouldn’t partic.i.p.ate in a talent show…”
She was already popular enough. Even if she really had a dream of joining a girl group, there was no need for her to come here and start from the bottom.
“Is that so?” A mischievous glint flashed across Song Yaoyao’s eyes as she cupped her small face and said, “Many people say that I look like her, but I think I’m more beautiful than Song Yaoyao. What do you think?”
The people around her: “…”
Wasn’t this person too narcissistic?
The baby-faced girl who was being questioned: “This… I think…”
“Wow! Look!”
At this moment, the girl’s words were interrupted.
Song Yaoyao followed everyone and looked over.
The girl who walked in wore a long dress. Her ink-black hair draped over her shoulders and she had a clean temperament, as if she didn’t belong to this world. She stood below the stage and smiled shyly when she saw that everyone was sizing her up. Then, she lifted her skirt and stepped on the stairs, walking firmly to the top…
One step, two steps, three steps…
Her steps were light and elegant, and everyone followed her figure.
