Yu Jianing's dance continued, but the viewers' comments were already in an uproar:
[This...this is Yu Jianing?]
[What's going on? Yesterday's last performance was much better, but she wasn't as cute as she is today!]
[Ya Chi just said she has a fever? Can a fever really change one's personality? Make someone gentler and cuter?]
[What a strange way to open this.]
...
As the music neared its end, Jia Ning slowly stopped moving: "Teacher..."
Fu Yachi nodded and clapped her hands: "Very good, go back and rest, and get well soon."
"Hmm..." Yu Jianing left the practice room, but what she didn't know was...
The contestant, who was in the one-day class, had a mental breakdown because of her dance performance!
"What the heck! I barely learned it? She's already dancing this well?"
"Ah, this..."
Song Xitong opened her mouth and was the second to go up for the assessment.
Her movements were quite good, but overall she was a little less impressive than Jia Ning.
This left Xi Tong speechless: "I never thought that one day I would actually lose to Yu Jianing in terms of cuteness!"
"Is this reasonable? This is not reasonable!"
·
Back in her room, Yu Jianing was probably under the influence of the drugs, and she collapsed onto the bed in a daze.
Even so, she didn't forget to take off her white practice clothes and throw them aside.
"This body... is so fussy... I've taken cold showers for so many years... and I've never felt this uncomfortable..."
After muttering to herself, she fell into a deep sleep...
A moment later, the jelly ball came over and nudged Jia Ning's shoulder with its soft belly:
"Xiao Ning! Xiao Ning! Wake up! This isn't your room!"
She was not quite conscious when she walked to the room on the left next door!
No matter how the jelly ball bumped against her, Yu Jianing showed no sign of opening her eyes.
Having no other choice, the system picked up the clothes on the ground, changed her into pajamas using the goddess's wardrobe, and tried to carry her back.
But! The room's owner has returned!
"Oh no!" Jellyball perched on Xiao Ning's shoulder, looking at her warily.
"This is... Yu Jianing? What's she doing in my room?"
An Wanhe froze for three seconds, her eyes sweeping over An Wanhe's bare, white skin.
Countless scenes of female protagonists in adult games giving themselves away flashed through her mind.
Fever! Coma! A stranger's room! Wow! This is too exciting!
Her face flushed with excitement. She turned around, took out a small notebook from the drawer, and started drawing on Yu Jianing.
You might not guess... her real purpose for joining the girl group was to have a side business!
Because there are lots of pretty girls here!
And her side job is being an erotic comic artist!
However, An Wanhe only drew the pictures for herself and did not release them to the public. After all, spreading such things is illegal, and who would show their wife's bedroom photos to outsiders?
"Perfect! Perfect! Absolutely perfect! Yu Jianing is simply a born comic book protagonist!"
Wanhe was drawing furiously. In fact, she had already taken a liking to her back when they were on the evaluation stage!
It's a real shame that I've never had the chance to get to know them...
but……
Today was as if Lady Luck had knocked on the door and thrown Yu Jianing right onto her bed! An Wanhe was so happy she wanted to take flight and circle the earth 365 times to celebrate!
"Mommy! I finally drew the character I wanted, waaaaah~"
An Wanhe burst into tears of joy. In fact, the female lead she had in mind at the beginning was Fu Yachi, and she was determined to draw a script featuring her.
Unfortunately, Fu Yachi married young, shattering her illusions and causing her to be depressed and sad for more than a year.
What a poor child...
She wiped away her tears and, with anticipation, gently pulled back a corner of the blanket, revealing her little feet hidden inside.
"So beautiful! It's practically a work of art!" Wanhe instantly conjured up images of how to handle it.
Eager to try, I wanted to put it on my other foot.
But the moment her fingertips touched her, Yu Jianing lifted her leg and swept it towards her neck!
"Holy crap!" An Wanhe reacted quickly and retreated, just two inches away from being kicked!
"I'm sorry, Yu Jianing, I..."
She thought the other person had woken up and quickly explained.
After saying a lot of things but still not getting any response, I mustered up my courage and looked towards the head of the bed.
Good heavens! Still sleeping!
Those were all her instinctive actions...
"Uh... wait... this seems to be my room... why should I explain..."
An Wanhe looked at the drawing paper in her hand, as if she had developed the habit of apologizing and explaining a long time ago.
The initial passion in her heart gradually faded, and she reluctantly clutched her own in her hand, intending to destroy it...
How could she draw it without the female lead's permission...?
Even without thinking, they wouldn't agree...
She smiled wryly, crumpled the sketch into a ball, tossed it aside, and then tucked Yu Jianing back into bed.
Seeing her face flushed slightly, I went to the bathroom and got her a wet towel, which I then placed on her head.
"Sigh... I wish you were my leading lady..."
...
As evening approached, Yu Jianing slowly opened her eyes from her sleep, but the person sitting next to her really startled her, almost slapping her with a chop to the neck.
"Xiao Ning, you're awake!" The jelly ball bounced on her shoulder, she couldn't be happier.
"Hmm... what's going on? Who is she? Why is she in my room?" Jia Ning asked, looking at An Wanhe who was asleep on the armrest of the chair.
"Uh... Xiao Ning, this is actually her room, you just went to the wrong one..."
"..."
Yu Jianing was filled with "Holy crap!" and didn't know what to say to herself for a moment.
"By the way, Xiao Ning, you should thank her properly. While you were asleep, she kept changing your wet towels and using physical methods to cool you down."
"Oh?" Jia Ning glanced at Wan He a few more times, then raised her hand to touch her forehead. Sure enough, her fever had subsided.
"She even drew a portrait of you, it was so beautiful, but for some reason, she tore it up..."
Jellyball came over with a crumpled piece of drawing paper on its head, saying with some regret.
"Really? Let me see."
Yu Jianing curiously opened the drawing paper.
It's a visual shock! You're telling me this is a portrait?!
In the painting, Yu Jianing has her eyes closed and her hands are tied to the headboard.
The neckline of her pajamas was open in a mess, revealing her delicate collarbone and a glimpse of her fair skin.
Although the drawing was done with a pencil, Jia Ning felt as if she could see the colors! It was as if she were lying alive inside them!
"Huff huff~" Xiao Ning's hands trembled slightly, and her breathing quickened a bit. Then she looked down.
"Feet? Why don't I have feet?"
System: "You'll have to ask yourself that... When this girl drew your foot, she bumped into you, and you almost kicked her to death..."
"Um...this must have been an accident..."
Her third sister once told her never to let her guard down, not even when she was asleep...
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