Chapter 140: Transmigrated as a Scumbag in a Boy Group Survival Show (22)
Cen Yu: “…”
He carefully read the private message three times, then tapped from the chat straight to the sender’s homepage, finally confirming one thing—
This wasn’t an impersonator account; it was Mu Fengyin himself.
Beside him, his teammate was still making a fuss, even covertly prying as to why Mu Fengyin would follow him.
Cen Yu offered a perfunctory response, “He was captivated by my dazzling dance moves on stage.”
Teammate: “…”
When we were performing on stage just now, Mu Fengyin didn’t even seem to be at the main table, did he?!
Clearly, Mu Fengyin’s follow hadn’t gone unnoticed by others either. Li Yanxiao was currently leaning back in his chair with his hands stuffed in his pockets, staring at Cen Yu, while Jiang Jueming had also learned about it through the teammates’ hushed chatter.
Zhan Kongqing instinctively looked at Cen Yu, seemingly curious as to why Mu Fengyin would suddenly follow him out of nowhere.
He Ci happened to return at this moment, having just heard the news from Old Gao as well… His gaze lingered over Cen Yu for a brief moment before he looked at the gala, which was fast approaching its conclusion. “Hard work today, everyone.”
“Let’s head back first.”
The moment those words left his mouth, Cen Yu immediately stood up, ready to wrap up work and head home.
By this time, Mu Fengyin had long since departed, whereas Gu Hanyin and Ji Hengyun walked back together from the direction of the private lounge… Seeing Ji Hengyun, He Ci immediately called out a greeting, “Teacher Ji.”
Ji Hengyun smiled and waved his hand. “No need to be so formal.”
Although he hadn’t collaborated with He Ci directly, because He Ci served as Sister Yu’s manager, they were familiar faces from Gu Hanyin’s previous movie.
Ji Hengyun patted Gu Hanyin’s shoulder, signaling that he would take his leave first and to stay in touch.
Gu Hanyin merely gave a slight nod in return.
He simply stood there, as if everything surrounding him had nothing to do with him.
At this moment, Cen Yu and the others had all stood up, clearly intending to make their exit. Naturally, He Ci had to offer a brief goodbye to Gu Hanyin. After the two exchanged a few casual pleasantries, He Ci was just about to lead the group members away when he suddenly heard Gu Hanyin speak up.
“See you next time.”
He Ci turned his head toward Gu Hanyin, somewhat unable to gauge his meaning.
Gu Hanyin clearly had zero intention of explaining himself either. Having uttered those words, he sat back down in his original spot without saying anything further.
Seeing this, He Ci put on a polished business smile. “Of course, if the opportunity arises, we must certainly catch up with Director Gu again.”
By now, Cen Yu had already distanced himself from that table. Both Old Gao and Xie Jinshen had made their way to the group members’ side… Xie Jinshen drew close to Cen Yu and handed over the brooch he had kept safe the entire time.
“Brother Cen, the brooch,” Xie Jinshen said in a low voice.
Cen Yu cast a glance at the brooch resting in Xie Jinshen’s palm…
He reached out and took the brooch. Once the event wrapped up, everything would have to be returned to the brand sponsor… Looking at Xie Jinshen, he asked, half-joking and half-serious, “Why do you wear glasses?”
At this moment, the black-framed glasses rested on Xie Jinshen’s face once more.
Obscuring half his face.
“Short-sighted?”
Xie Jinshen looked at Cen Yu, who was idly twirling the brooch in his hand.
The lighting inside the venue remained dim, preventing him from clearly discerning Cen Yu’s expression or gauging his meaning. Yet as time passed, the woody fragrance of the perfume on Cen Yu’s body had blended even further with his personal scent.
He inhaled the fragrance of the perfume as Cen Yu drew near with an almost obsessive fascination, his eyes glued to the fingers playing with the brooch, wishing with all his heart that he could replace that brooch and be delicately toyed with by Cen Yu instead.
He knew Cen Yu was acting unfamiliar with him, so he didn’t quite understand why Cen Yu would deliberately bring up this topic right now.
Xie Jinshen pushed his glasses up his nose. “I’m not.” Taking off the glasses, he looked at Cen Yu. “I just felt it would be better this way.”
Better how?
Cen Yu couldn’t quite grasp Xie Jinshen’s meaning. He watched as Xie Jinshen took off his glasses and slipped them into his pocket, appearing entirely unconcerned about whether the lenses might get scratched.
Meanwhile, the dialogue between the two seemed to catch Li Yanxiao’s attention.
Perhaps because it was time to depart, Li Yanxiao completely forgot He Ci’s earlier instructions. Stepping up beside Cen Yu, he reached out and draped an arm over his shoulder.
Being tall, his frame almost completely enfolded Cen Yu in an embrace.
Then, he looked curiously at the brooch in Cen Yu’s hand. “Is this the brooch you accidentally dropped?”
Naturally, Cen Yu caught the teasing tone in Li Yanxiao’s voice. Tucking the brooch away into his pocket, he replied, “Yeah.”
“Struck it lucky, dropped right onto the chair.”
Li Yanxiao didn’t take the bait, instead looking at Xie Jinshen, who had removed his glasses. “Little Xie?”
Xie Jinshen looked at Li Yanxiao with quiet, calm eyes—
Maybe I should chop off that hand.
Xie Jinshen found the arm Li Yanxiao draped over Cen Yu’s shoulder thoroughly eye-searing, yet his facial expression didn’t shift in the slightest. “Brother Li?”
“Nothing.” Leaning his weight against Cen Yu, Li Yanxiao stared at Xie Jinshen’s face. “Why didn’t He Ci sign you as an artist?”
Xie Jinshen put on a flustered expression. “…Probably because I can’t sing or dance.”
“Doesn’t seem like there’s any shortage of people becoming artists despite not knowing how to sing, dance, or act, does there?” Saying this, Li Yanxiao burst into a laugh. “Just kidding.”
“If you know it’s a joke, don’t say it on an occasion like this.” Having finished exchanging pleasantries with Gu Hanyin, He Ci overheard Li Yanxiao’s risky remark.
Looking at how Li Yanxiao looked as if he wanted nothing more than to cling to Cen Yu’s body, he finally reached his limit. “Zhan Kongqing.”
“You sit with Cen Yu later.”
Although Zhan Kongqing didn’t understand how this involved him at this moment, he still gave a nod.
Jiang Jueming hadn’t uttered a word the entire time, watching this farce unfold with cold eyes—
As the sole person who knew about the true relationship between Cen Yu and Xie Jinshen, he merely felt that Li Yanxiao was out of his mind.
Once they finally returned to the dorm, Cen Yu was just about to head back to his room to change out of his clothes when He Ci called out to him—
“Cen Yu.” He Ci looked at him, his gaze shifting toward the terrace outside. “Let me have a word with you.”
“…” 100% going to talk about Mu Fengyin.
After a moment’s thought, Cen Yu gave a nod anyway, putting on an honest, well-behaved, and completely obedient front before walking out onto the terrace with He Ci.
The moment the glass door slid shut, He Ci got straight to the point—
“Did you know Mu Fengyin beforehand?” He couldn’t figure out why Mu Fengyin would suddenly follow Cen Yu out of nowhere.
After all, to put it bluntly, the buzz surrounding this survival show was just average.
According to the company’s blueprint, aside from the top three who had some potential, the rest were merely canon fodder making up the numbers.
Aside from releasing a few digital singles and mini-albums to milk money from fans, the company had zero intention of putting real effort into operating this group.
He Ci stared at Cen Yu. If Mu Fengyin actually knew Cen Yu, the company’s promotional plans and primary focus might undergo a few shifts.
“I don’t know him,” Cen Yu wished he could swear to the heavens.
If he knew Mu Fengyin, would he need to play a clout-chaser in the survival show, sucking up to those high-popularity contestants?!
He Ci looked at Cen Yu, seemingly evaluating the truth of his words.
“Then why would he follow you?”
Cen Yu fell silent for a quiet moment, before finally looking at He Ci. “It’s a long story.”
