Chapter 43

Mou Yuan's appreciative gaze fell in Lin Le's eyes, but it made his heart suddenly panic.

He had barely gotten Mou Yuan to regain interest in him, and he couldn't let Shen Qingci hook him away again!

Lin Le bit his lip, controlled the force in his ankle, and fell to the ground.

"Ah……"

His classmate beside him heard the exclamation, instantly stopped, thinking he had bumped into Lin Le, and panickedly wanted to help him up.

"Are you okay?"

Lin Le's eyes reddened, but he ignored him, merely lifting his head to look at Mou Yuan quickly walking toward him.

"Teacher, my ankle hurts a lot."

Mou Yuan frowned, squatted down to check, and gently coaxed: "It's fine, you're not hurt; rest a moment."

"What happened?"

Mou Yuan looked at that classmate.

Lin Le nodded, pouting with grievance: "It was my own carelessness; Teacher, can you help me up?"

Mou Yuan rubbed his head: "Of course."

He helped Lin Le up, sat him down by the door, with careful movements.

That classmate scratched his head, utterly bewildered, feeling something was off.

Lin Le glanced at Shen Qingci, lowered his eyes to think for a moment, then tugged at Mou Yuan's sleeve.

"Sorry, Teacher, I just rushed practicing the evening party dance, which made me fall."

Mou Yuan soothingly patted him: "It's fine, don't rush."

Lin Le: "……"

He had hinted this clearly—does Mou Yuan not understand?

He clenched his fist, then spoke again.

"I have been practicing hard, but the previous teacher had pre‑appointed Shen Qingci as lead dancer, and I also wanted to try being lead dancer……"

Mou Yuan subconsciously frowned: "Xiao Le, you're not suited to be lead dancer."

He didn't fail to see Lin Le's idea, but from the teacher's and dancer's perspective, he felt that in this class only Shen Qingci was fit for the lead dancer position.

Lin Le lowered his head, aggrieved, his eyes filled with astonishing hatred.

He couldn't understand—he had promised to resume things with Mou Yuan, yet Mou Yuan was still leaning toward someone else!

At that moment, in the campus activity room.

Jin Chen closed his eyes, leaning on the sofa, watching this scene via 0731's broadcast, and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

【This Mou Yuan, surprisingly, hasn't acted stupidly.】

0731 watched the original plot, also feeling doubtful.

【In the original plot, Mou Yuan schemed repeatedly against Shen Qingci while competing with Qi Ze for Lin Le; how did he become so much smarter now?】

【Now Qi Ze no longer causes trouble, Mou Yuan lacks a sense of crisis, so he naturally doesn't care as much about Lin Le.】

Jin Chen opened his eyes, looking at the forum post on his phone screen.

【Moreover, Ci Bao's ability is now evident to all; he isn't blinded by love, so he naturally sees it.】

So that's it; 0731 nodded solemnly.

【But Host, the Blackening Value of Little Pitiful One 20 just won't drop—do we still have to get rid of Lin Le?】

【Of course.】

Jin Chen curled his lips and sent a message to the person opposite the screen.

At the party, he will make Lin Le the center of everyone's attention.

Ding-dong.

Jin Chen exited the interface, opened WeChat, and it was Miliya.

—— "Baby! Mom is coming to your school today to see Cici baby, get ready to welcome Mom!"

He raised an eyebrow, a plan forming in his heart.

—— "Okay Mom, remember to prepare a meeting gift for your daughter-in-law, the person who bullied him is still in the class."

After sending that, Jin Chen stood up, bought two bottles of mineral water, and left.

——

Dance Room.

Lin Le saw Mou Yuan being unreasonable, became anxious and angry, and complained quietly.

"Do you also think I'm not as good as Shen Qingci? He's sidelining me like this, yet you still speak up for him!"

Mou Yuan's brow twitched: 'Xiao Le, these are two different matters.'

"This is the same nature! You just think Shen Qingci is better than me! So you refuse to switch the lead dance!"

His voice was a bit loud, the students practicing dance in the classroom all stopped, surprised, looking at Lin Le and Mou Yuan.

Shen Qingci also stopped his movement, expressionlessly glancing at Lin Le.

Mou Yuan released Lin Le's hand: 'It's fine, you guys continue.'

He sighed, looked at Shen Qingci: 'It has nothing to do with you, practice hard, strive to enter the Didu Dance Troupe.'

Shen Qingci nodded: 'Thank you, teacher.'

Some students in the class who were also at the competition scene then exclaimed, 'Teacher Mou, Shen Qingci has long been selected by Ms. Miliya as a student!'

Mou Yuan was so excited he could barely keep his composure: 'Miliya?'

He couldn't believe it: 'Is that the principal dancer from the Yingguo Royal Dance Troupe?'

Mou Yuan of course knew Miliya attended the competition, but he just couldn't believe that Shen Qingci would actually be selected as a student.

He smiled and shook his head.

"Ms. Miliya is very strict in selecting students; the Didu Dance Troupe hasn't had anyone selected for three consecutive years, possibly it's just a joke to ease the competition atmosphere."

Shen Qingci blinked, didn't respond.

He knew Miliya was Jin Chen's mother beforehand, and also thought so.

He thought being a backdoor entrant, there was no need to boast.

Seeing him not speak, Mou Yuan also concluded it wasn't true.

"Don't lose heart."

Shen Qingci returned a smile.

Lin Le, however, latched onto this point and wouldn't let go.

"I thought Shen Qingci was so capable, turns out he was just promised an empty check."

He scoffed, "If Ms. Miliya knew you were doing this extortion, she'd feel losing face!"

"You're not impressive, you don't even have a chance to extort."

Shen Qingci coldly retorted, "Looks like you've been detained for two days and still haven't repented."

Lin Le angrily stood up, "Shen Qingci! Shut up!"

The class monitor stood beside him, his ears hurt from the noise, he poked his ears.

"Lin Le, you shouldn't go too far; Shen Qingci is willing to forgive you, that's already good."

"Exactly," the roommate who disliked him chimed in, "Secretly filming others' privacy and spreading it could lead to criminal charges!"

"What's it to you! You all gang up to ostracize me, right!"

Mou Yuan looked at hysterical Lin Le, brow slightly furrowed.

He increasingly felt that the former 17-18-year-old Lin Le had completely changed; he almost didn't recognize him anymore.

He took Lin Le's arm, "Xiao Le, calm down."

Lin Le however shoved away his hand, "You all are helping Shen Qingci! I want to see how he gets turned away by Miliya!"

"Who said I would turn Shen Qingci away?"

A gentle yet imposing voice sounded, everyone looked toward the door.

Miliya pushed open the classroom door, wearing an elegant dark green long dress, her blond hair fluffy and loose, her delicate face tense.

Behind her were the school leaders often seen at school meetings, and also the dean of the arts college.

Mou Yuan was the first to recover, seeing his idol's delight surge, he quickly stepped forward.

"Hello Ms. Miliya, I am Mou Yuan of the Didu Dance Troupe, we have met before."

Miliya smiled faintly, nodded, then looked at the dazed crowd in the classroom, repeating.

"Just now who said I would turn Shen Qingci away?"