Chapter 33
"ah?"
Ning Wensong's eyes widened slightly; she couldn't tell at all...
"Alright, stop thinking about them. You two go wash up and go to bed! You need to be in the best condition for tomorrow's match!" Chen Che pushed one of them with each hand, a helpless smile on his face.
I have to be urged to go to bed now.
The room next to the hill was only disturbed by the rustling of leaves in the wind at night, which actually helped me sleep better.
Downstairs from the three people, someone was sneaking into the hotel.
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the next day.
"How are you feeling now?" Shen Che led Ning Wensong, who had just finished breakfast, toward the arena, holding the quiet cow cat in his arms.
Ning Wensong's heart was actually racing a little, but overall she was fine. She was just a little shocked. "I'm okay, no problem. But how did you train the cow to be so quiet?"
During yesterday's practice, the cat kept trying to slip away from her.
Shen Che glanced down at it, suppressing a laugh, "I sealed it this morning. The seal will automatically be released after the styling is finished."
I don't know if what he said about the seal is true or false, but things are better as they are now.
She didn't want to have to run around catching cats while getting her hair and makeup done.
Walk along the corridor to the end and push open the door.
The first thing you see is a spacious area with a table every two meters, and neatly arranged chairs around the perimeter.
There are already many people here.
"It seems this preliminary round is quite important?" After Ning Wensong was led inside, many people looked over, with all sorts of gazes on him.
She was a little annoyed and instead pulled Chen Che to the preparation area.
"I felt like a panda just now..." She patted her chest and let out a long sigh.
Shen Che was amused and followed her gesture by patting her chest.
"You need to get used to it. Don't let these views affect you during the game."
Ning Wensong moved his hand away, opened the bag he was carrying, and took out the tools he was preparing.
"There are still... 20 minutes until the start of the competition. Let me check again and massage my hands while I'm at it." The intense styling last time left her a little scared; her wrists were sore too easily, probably because of her posture.
But there's no time for her to retrain the correct posture now.
Chen Che took her hand and massaged it using techniques he had learned online, hoping to at least relieve some of the discomfort and ease the burden.
"...There are ten minutes left before the start of the competition. All contestants, please get into position and prepare as soon as possible!"
The loudspeakers inside the venue blared, and Ning Wensong looked up to see that most people were already in place.
"Okay, I'm going!" She grabbed all her tools, picked up the black and white cat, and headed straight for her spot.
After categorizing and arranging the tools, Ning Wensong began to observe the people around him.
Most of the participants were young people, with a few elderly people among them.
She spotted the man from yesterday—Xu Lin, with an ordinary white cat in front of him.
"Hmm..." Ning Wensong couldn't help but be curious about what kind of look he was going to have. Shen Che said he was his opponent, so there must be something special about him.
A white cat can be a very direct reflection of a person's skills and aesthetic sense.
But she soon lost the energy to care, because the competition started.
Ning Wensong arranged the quiet cow cat in a position facing her without moving. At first, she couldn't tell anyone what the theme she was going to do was, so she started with the face.
After practicing, she got the hang of trimming the numbers and finished in less than twenty minutes.
Then, the legs, tail, and body were positioned and styled in turn.
As Shen Che said, she became more and more proficient with the police badge. Although her hands were still shaking, she was already better than she had been the best yesterday.
As Ning Wensong finished finishing the last line, a loud noise came from not far away. She lost her balance and the clippers cut a small gash on her hand, from which blood slowly oozed out.
Shen Che, watching from the sidelines, felt his pupils shrink and his heart feel like it was being squeezed by a giant hand.
Since he brought Ah Song back, she has been almost completely unharmed.
His gaze shifted to the source of the sound, where a black and white cat had broken free from its restraints and run off the table, rampaging through the entire venue.
"If it keeps running like this, everyone will be bothered by it..." Shen Che said softly, secretly using his ability to soothe it and put the black and white cat in a dazed state.
That's how Ning Wensong won over his cow cat.
The contestant who lost his cat ran around the venue in a disheveled state, and was finally caught with Shen Che's secret help.
But time was running out, and the moment he caught the cat, the announcement that the match was over echoed throughout the stadium.
Ning Wensong, on the other side, breathed a sigh of relief. After being injured, she quickly bandaged herself and finished the last stroke of the drawing.
Although the preliminary rounds won't significantly determine the final results, the entire competition will be recorded and broadcast online in a while. Those who remain calm and composed under pressure will be highly sought after and will receive a steady stream of orders; while those who, like that person, can't even take care of a cat and lack technical skills will be ridiculed and will stumble many times on their styling journey.
After everyone put down their tools, they waited in place. Dozens of judges passed by each person's table one after another, commenting and recording on the information cards in their hands.
Two waves of gasps erupted at this time, the first being at Xu Lin's appearance.
His basic skills are very solid. Based on the white cat, he painted a scene of blue sky and green trees, which is relatively harmonious and novel.
Ning Wensong could see the white cat from afar, and was slightly startled. It was someone who shared her ideals, but...
In her view, innovation is one thing, technology is another, and Xu Lin has both, but the integration of the two is not in place. In terms of positioning, Xu Lin did not do his best, so the innovation did not hit the mark. It looks perfect at first glance, but has flaws upon closer inspection.
Overall, the flaws didn't outweigh the merits, and Ning Wensong was quite excited. She felt a desire to discuss things with him, perhaps she could help Xu Lin take things a step further.
The second wave was Ning Wensong. After the judges finished speaking, they looked at each other in dismay, feeling that she was the one with the best judging skills.
"You are just as described online, a truly extraordinary talent!" One of the judges was Huang Lao's apprentice. He heard his master praising Ning Wensong every day, which piqued his interest in this person. Now that he saw him, he was indeed a promising talent!
Ning Wensong scratched his head sheepishly and gave him a shy smile, "Thank you, I will continue to work hard."
The referees unanimously wrote A+ on the information cards.
"Let me see your hands." Shen Che picked up Ning Wensong's hands to look at them. She had just run out of the field and was panting beside Shen Che.
"It's okay, it hurt a little just now but it's fine now, and there's no more bleeding." Chen Che's expression made her shudder.
Chen Che sighed and poked her forehead. "You should be alright now, right? I'll take you to get disinfected so it won't affect tomorrow's match."
The wound isn't big, but it's a bit deep, so I'll disinfect it just in case.
Ning Wensong obeyed his orders, and she obediently let him lead her away.
The venue was crowded, and almost no one noticed them.
But there is one exception.
"Hey! Hello, we meet again." Xu Lin raised his smiling face and stood in front of them, glancing vaguely at their tightly clasped hands.
"Oh, it's you. What's up?" Ning Wensong was a little confused and had no idea what he wanted.
Xu Lin, still blocking their way, thought about what he wanted to say. "I want to ask you where your hometown is? I want to see where someone as talented as you could be born!"
He even made an exaggerated gesture as he spoke.
They were located near the exit, and there weren't many people around.
Fortunately, there wasn't much of a person around, otherwise Ning Wensong would be kicking herself right now. She just felt completely baffled.
"Um... Xu Lin, there's no need to say that. It's not like we can't talk about this. I'm from Yuncheng." Ning Wensong didn't even know where she was from. She had transmigrated to Yuncheng and become a cat from Yuncheng.
After she finished speaking, Shen Che wanted to leave with her, but Xu Lin still blocked their way.
He stood motionless, his head bowed, his whole body trembling.
Ning Wensong and Shen Che exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion and fear in each other's eyes.
Does Xu Lin have mental problems?
"Hahaha, this is truly a stroke of luck..." Xu Lin muttered to himself, slowly raising his head to reveal slightly reddened eyes. He stared at Ning Wensong for a long time until the other couldn't take it anymore and hid behind Chen Che.
"...Don't be afraid, I'm not mentally ill. You can go now, we'll meet again someday."
"Ning Wensong, be mentally prepared."
Shen Che led her outside for a long time, and Ning Wensong was still completely baffled by what he had said.
What does this mean?
"Don't worry about him. I don't know how to describe it, but it's a demon's intuition. He's a good person and doesn't have any ill intentions towards us." Shen Che had been observing us without saying anything.
Physically, he even felt that the other person was the same kind of person as him.
It was clearly investigated that Xu Lin was human, not a cat.
Ning Wensong had no other choice but to pretend that he didn't exist and ignore that sentence.
What we need to do now is follow Chen Che to disinfect.
"hiss!"
"Baby, did I hurt you?" Chen Che heard her voice as soon as the cotton ball in his hand touched the wound. He quickly moved it away and looked up at her with concern.
Ning Wensong blushed slightly. She had just said that she was fine, but in fact, she had been in pain the whole way but had just endured it without saying anything. Now, she couldn't stand the sight of the alcohol swabs.
She looked into Chen Che's eyes, which were filled with concern, and her heart skipped a beat. "I'm in a bit of pain. What should I do tomorrow?"
She spoke in a high-pitched, deliberately coquettish voice.
There was no reason for doing this; Ning Wensong simply wanted to show more concern.
Chen Che looked at the slightly red and swollen wound and searched his mind for whether he had learned any healing spells.
He exhaled softly, trying to ease the pain.
Ning Wensong felt the breeze on her hand and involuntarily curled her fingers.
Her face was flushed.
They've already kissed, so why is this making him so excited?
"..."
She didn't want to see Shen Che frowning.
"It's okay, the pain has subsided after you blew on it for a while, and it won't affect tomorrow!" Ning Wensong was indeed not in much pain now.
She felt the atmosphere was too ambiguous, making it hard for her to breathe.
He pulled his mind away from the wound and found a small spell that could restore it to its original state.
Seeing Ning Wensong's stubbornness, he feigned a cold face and said, "Fine, then you can just bear with it!"
After saying that, he walked to the other side and sat down.
Ning Wensong was stunned; this shouldn't be happening.
Shen Che must have known she was holding back, but wasn't her disguise flawless?
"Oh dear, I didn't mean to hold it in..." She moved closer to Chen Che and acted coquettishly, but just as she was about to continue, she noticed the corners of his mouth turning up.
"You did this on purpose!" She patted Chen Che's back, her voice loud but weak.
Knowing he couldn't tease her too much, Shen Che quickly turned around to apologize, while simultaneously holding her hand and casting a spell.
By the time Ning Wensong realized what had happened, the wound on her hand had already healed, leaving only a little redness and swelling, which quickly subsided.
"Okay, okay, I won't tease you next time. Be good, let's go back and call Yun Que for dinner!" Chen Che pulled her into his arms, picked her up, and walked upstairs.
If you don't joke around next time, there will be a next time!
On the other side.
Xu Lin calmed down after a few minutes of madness.
He turned back and stared at the two figures disappearing into the distance, feeling as if a hole in his heart was slowly healing itself.
For so many years, he and Chang Qian fought to the death, and only recently did he finally cause that person's luck to collapse.
"It seems like someone new has approached him? As long as it doesn't get in my way..." he said in a low voice, his eyes gleaming.
A notification sounded inside the venue, indicating that the rating results were in.
Xu Lin was the first to run over, and when he saw Ning Wensong at the top of the list, his heart softened.
This is his sister...
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