Xie Yu was also a student highly regarded by Li Jingchen.
The entertainment industry was becoming increasingly superficial, with genuinely talented individuals becoming scarcer.
Capitalism had thrown what was once a decent industry into chaos.
Li Jingchen was frustrated, especially with resource-hogging figures like Si Fuqing.
Xie Yu might be a bit temperamental but he had always been earnest and diligent. How could he make such a poor choice and pick Si Fuqing as a mentor?
Si Fuqing couldn't sing or dance; what could she possibly teach?
"The trainees are currently in training and they'll be eating dinner shortly," the vocal mentor tried to placate him. "The team assignments haven't been posted online yet. Why don't we talk to them after they've had a break?"
Li Jingchen's expression eased slightly. "I may have been a bit rash."
Lin Qingyan's face was still somewhat pale.
She pursed her lips, placing the registration forms back on the table. "Whether he chooses me or not, it doesn't really matter. I believe Teacher Si will be able to teach Xie Yu well."
"What could she possibly teach?" Li Jingchen's quenched anger flared up again. "Don't worry, Teacher Lin, Xie Yu will definitely be in your class."
Lin Qingyan finally allowed herself a small smile. "Thank you, Teacher Li."
Li Jingchen continued, "I'll discuss this with the director and producer. They'll never agree to this."
A talent like Xie Yu couldn't be allowed to be ruined by Si Fuqing.
**
At seven-thirty in the evening, Si Fuqing returned to the training camp.
After all, Xu Xiyun was somewhat like her disciple. Although she had taken the day off, she still wanted to check on her teaching results out of a sense of dedication.
As she reached the third floor, she nearly collided with a sprinting Xu Xiyun.
With quick reflexes, Si Fuqing grabbed him, preventing a nasty fall.
Straightening up, Xu Xiyun stuttered when he saw her. "Te-Teacher Si!"
"Running so fast, what's the matter?" Si Fuqing arched an eyebrow. "Be honest, how many hours did you practice dancing today?"
"I've been practicing diligently, Teacher Si," Xu Xiyun spoke hurriedly. "I have something urgent. I'll come find you later."
Si Fuqing's smile faded, and her fox-like eyes became serious. "What happened?"
Xu Xiyun pursed his lips, struggling to speak. "It's about the student team assignments. Brother Xie chose you as his mentor, and now he's been called in by the mentors, the director, and the producer."
"He chose me?" Si Fuqing paused, took a deep breath, and displayed a kind smile. "Is he mentally deficient, or is he blind? I could offer some medical advice."
Was it not clear enough that she was trying to lay flat?
How could he pick her?
Her fists tightened.
Xu Xiyun was speechless for a moment.
He was unsure exactly who was being insulted.
"That's not the point," Xu Xiyun lowered his head, his voice tinged with bitterness. "As you know, Teacher Si, Xie Yu is an independent trainee, without an agency backing him. The production team is already somewhat suppressing him."
"I'm afraid someone might use this incident to force him out of the competition. Teacher Li was already furious earlier."
"Ugh," Si Fuqing's eyes chilled for a moment. "Annoying. Wait here."
With that, she turned and headed towards the planning room on the second floor.
"Teacher Si!" Xu Xiyun paused. "What are you going to do?"
With her hands in her pockets, Si Fuqing's voice floated back, icy cold. "Claim what's mine."
Xu Xiyun hesitated.
In the next few seconds, he understood and hurriedly followed her.
Inside the producer room.
Xie Yu was surrounded by several people.
He sat, his long legs folded, emotionless.
Dressed in a black leather jacket, he exuded a dispassionate, roguish handsomeness.
"It was my choice, no one forced me," Xie Yu lifted his eyelids slightly, too lazy to look up. "Is there a problem? Am I not allowed to choose?"
"It's not that you can't choose. Xie Yu, this is about your future career, so think carefully," the vocal mentor advised. "Teacher Lin's stage is excellent; you could learn a lot from her."
The director added, "Xie Yu, let me be frank. Most of the screen time in the later stages will go to Teacher Lin's team. If you go with Si Fuqing, you might not get any screen time at all."
Xie Yu remained unfazed, a corner of his mouth lifting. "So what?"
The director was momentarily speechless, as if something was stuck in his throat.
Li Jingchen had less patience. "Xie Yu, you should be clear that Si Fuqing can't teach you anything. I've given your registration form to Teacher Lin; you'll be in her class."
"I find Teacher Si quite nice, at least she's comfortable to be around," Xie Yu responded, his arms crossed and his expression relaxed. "Isn't the competition format about trainees choosing mentors, and then mentors making their own selections?
Has Teacher Si said she doesn't want me? What right do you have to send me to another class?"
A moment of silence fell over the room.
Lin Qingyan's nails dug into her palm, her body trembling slightly from anger.
She struggled to control her emotions, sounding resigned, "Fine, maybe it's because I'm not capable enough. Teacher Si is good too. But Xie Yu, if you have any problems, you can always come to me."
At these words, everyone frowned.
"Xie Yu, both the director and I hope you understand the importance of this show," the producer extinguished his cigarette and spoke calmly. "Not only is 'Youth With You' the first large-scale talent show in the country, but it's also a key project aimed at the international stage."
"Lin Qingyan has a friend at the Grammy Awards. If you stick with her, even if you don't make it to the Grammys, you'll at least have contact with those in the industry."
The Grammys were a sanctuary that all artists aspired to.
Of course, the producer wasn't really expecting Xie Yu to stand on the Grammy stage.
It was just something to say.
After all, for all these years, including veteran actors, not a single person from the Great Xia Empire had ever won a Grammy.
Xie Yu remained indifferent, casually stating, "I'm not changing. I want Si Fuqing."
Li Jingchen lost his temper: "Then forget about competing for the center position with Lu Yan for the rest of your life! You might as well quit now!"
"Bang!"
A dull, heavy sound rang out.
Outside, Si Fuqing lifted her leg and kicked the door open.
Her entrance was utterly brusque, radiating an air of defiance.
Everyone turned around.
The girl still sported her eye-wateringly gothic attire.
Yet, she stood there, inviolable as a towering mountain.
Xie Yu's gaze halted momentarily, settling on Si Fuqing, his eyes narrowing slightly.
Si Fuqing strolled in at a leisurely pace, clapping her hands and laughing, "Quite the spectacle you've set up here, interrogating a single trainee."
Before anyone could react, she added softly, laughing, "See, this is what I'd call mentors bullying their trainees. Should I take notes?"
Xu Xiyun, who had followed her in, thought.
No, I'd rather not be seen.
Si Fuqing had moved so quickly that by the time he caught up, she had already kicked the door open.
Xu Xiyun whispered anxiously, "Teacher Si..."
Si Fuqing was in an even more precarious position than Xie Yu.
From the show's director and producer down to the janitors, no one gave her a second glance.
Her number of detractors in the entertainment industry was so high she could be splashed with acid just walking down the street.
Li Jingchen's expression stiffened momentarily, revealing a fleeting look of embarrassment.
He was too disappointed to choose his words carefully when he spoke harshly to Xie Yu.
Seeing Si Fuqing arrive, Lin Qingyan actually felt relieved. She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and whispered, "Teacher Si, could you let me have Xie Yu? I promise to teach him well."
"Oh—" Si Fuqing crossed her arms, "No, go away."
Lin Qingyan's smile froze, her expression incredulous.
In the entertainment industry, everyone knew how to save face. Who was as blunt as Si Fuqing?
Li Jingchen was provoked into laughter again, "Si Fuqing, Lin Qingyan is speaking to you courteously. Who do you think you are?"
An Oscar or Grammy winner?
Everyone single person here has more clout than you, an 18-year-old universally despised
"If I give up a student who chose me, what would he think?" Si Fuqing spoke flatly, "In any case, I'm not giving him up."
"Si Fuqing!" The producer was enraged, "Don't you understand your position in this production? You don't have the right to choose!"
For the first time, such harsh words were laid bare.
The tension in the room escalated significantly.
"In that case, it aligns with your wishes, doesn't it?" Si Fuqing smiled, "You won't have to suppress him anymore, and his fans might even leave him. Wouldn't that secure Lu Yan's position as the center?"
"…"
The room fell into complete silence.
The producer had not expected Si Fuqing to be even more ruthless, to lay such matters out openly.
Li Jingchen was both shocked and infuriated, "Si Fuqing, what nonsense are you spouting?!"
"Let's go," Si Fuqing inserted her hands into her pockets, utterly nonchalant, "I will treat you to a late-night snack."
Xie Yu raised an eyebrow and followed her, his long legs striding out.
Seeing Xu Xiyun still standing in place, he grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him forward a few steps.
Suddenly lifted and then set landed back on the ground, Xu Xiyun was perplexed,
What kind of superhuman strength is this?
"Teacher Si," Xie Yu looked straight at her and suddenly spoke, "By choosing you, won't I be causing you significant trouble?"
"You're the trainees, and I'm the mentor," Si Fuqing spoke languidly. "If I don't protect you, who will?"
Xu Xiyun was overwhelmingly touched. "Teacher Si, you had to make a special trip tonight. It's really hard on you. Thank you for saving Xie Yu."
Si Fuqing glanced at him and took a bite of an apple out of nowhere. "Work demands professionalism."
"Teacher Si is indeed very professional," Xie Yu stretched his long legs and smirked. "Coming to the training camp late at night, even going through the trouble of putting on makeup."
"Mm," Si Fuqing stroked her chin. "Isn't my makeup skill excellent?"
Xu Xiyun praised her against his better judgment, "It's unparalleled."
Xie Yu chuckled softly.
The three of them really did head to the commercial street for a late-night snack.
"Thanks for the treat; I have to go," Si Fuqing said after eating, standing up. "If anyone bullies you again, remember to call me."
Xie Yu looked at her inquisitively, "It's quite late, Teacher Si. Where are you going?"
"Done with the celebrity job, now off to be a bodyguard," Si Fuqing checked the time. "I'm going to visit my boss and perhaps entertain his adorable but dim-witted subordinate."
Xu Xiyun looked back, puzzled, "Xie Yu, what does she mean by 'entertain'?"
"To toy with them," Xie Yu nonchalantly flexed his wrist.
Xu Xiyun, "..."
It didn't sound good either way.
**
Riding a shared bike, Si Fuqing traveled from the training base to Yu Xiheng's villa, even managing to remove her makeup along the way.
It was 10 p.m., and the sky had turned completely dark.
She locked her bike and stepped into the yard. Her ears picked up on a figure blending seamlessly into the dark night.
The figure seemed unaware that he had been exposed.
In a flash, Si Fuqing was behind the figure, quickly locking their arms behind their back.
Her voice was icy, "Who are you?"
Although the sound was soft, everyone in the villa had excellent hearing.
Feng San immediately rushed out and saw Si Fuqing holding an unidentified person, demanding sharply, "Who is this?"
"Uncle Nine, it's me! Ouch, ouch, ouch—" a voice cried out. "Owww, Miss, that hurts! Be gentler on me."
Si Fuqing hesitated and unconsciously loosened her grip.
Feng San turned on the garden light.
The illumination revealed a young girl's face, framed by doe eyes filled with innocent confusion.
Her eyes were misty from the previous pain, rendering her somewhat pitiable.
Feng San was a bit stunned, "Yu, Yu Tang, Miss?"
"Hey, hey, hey, Feng San, it's me! Long time no see; you've become even more handsome," Yu Tang quickly forgot her pain and opened her arms wide, "Come, give me a hug."
Feng San's expression was blank, "..."
His inner world was not just undisturbed but slightly despairing.
"Forget it, none of you dog men are any good," Yu Tang grumbled and looked at Si Fuqing with twinkling eyes, "Who is this young lady?"
"This is Miss Si Fuqing," Feng San introduced reluctantly, "Miss Si, this is Uncle Nine's niece, Miss Yu Tang."
Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow and extended her hand, "Nice to meet you, Miss Yu Tang."
"Mm, just call me Tangtang," Yu Tang also extended her hand, and after shaking hands, her expression suddenly changed as if she remembered something. "Wait, you're Si Fuqing?"
Si Fuqing looked at her, "What about it?"
Yu Tang became visibly nervous, "I know you!"
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