Chapter 68 Received a report, kill him.
Chapter 68
Tong Jialan couldn't believe her ears; she was trembling. "Su Mingda, do you know what you're saying?"
Su Mingda's face still held a deep affection, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. "Jiajia, please help me, okay?"
Her tone was still gentle, with a hint of pleading, but her eyes concealed a true coldness.
“I was interrogated for thirty-six hours. During that time, I thought about you countless times, but I never once gave you your name.”
He gazed down at her, his hands roaming over Tong Jialan's face. Nineteen-year-old Tong Jialan was youthful and beautiful, with delicate skin that felt wonderful to the touch. Her large, clear eyes were filled with admiration and love.
When Tong Jialan was nineteen, she liked him so much that she was willing to give her life for him.
She treated him incredibly well, no matter how much she tried.
If he weren't in such an urgent situation with no other choice, he wouldn't have given up on Tong Jialan, such a young and beautiful girl.
“Look at Jiajia.” Su Mingda whispered in her ear, his voice gentle and sweet. “When I was going through such a difficult time, I didn’t betray you. I thought my Jiajia was still so young and innocent. If people found out that we had been together, you would be ruined and infamous because of me.”
The close proximity, the warm breath, the threatening tone—every step made Tong Jialan tremble. Her skin, from her face to her neck and arms, was covered in goosebumps.
She tilted her head slightly, looking at the handsome and stunning young man in front of her. She couldn't believe that these words came from Su Mingda's mouth.
"Jiajia, don't look at me like that, it makes me feel guilty." Su Mingda raised his hand to cover Tong Jialan's eyes. "Don't look at me, I miss you too, but I have no other choice."
"Jiajia, please promise me, okay? When I was going through such a tough time, I never thought of betraying you, but if you don't promise me, I'll have no way out but a dead end. I don't know what I'll do then."
Tong Jialan lowered her head and didn't speak, but her trembling shoulders seemed to betray something.
Su Mingda looked at her tenderly, “Good girl, you are so beautiful and so young. You will have countless opportunities to perform on stage in the future. I am different. I am already twenty-four. If I delay any longer, I will have to give way to the newcomers.”
He raised his hand and pinched Tong Jialan's chin, admiring her youthful face. His tone was gentle, like a lover's tender embrace, "Help me. You like me so much, please help me, okay?"
The next sentence is—you don't want to be ruined by me, right?
He didn't say it aloud, but Tong Jialan understood what he meant. She looked up, her big eyes filled with tears and emptiness.
Her voice was hoarse, like a shattered windowpane, broken into pieces, "Su Mingda, why did you say you liked me back then?"
Su Mingda could no longer maintain his gentle demeanor. He hadn't expected that even after he had gone this far, Tong Jialan was still struggling with the question of why he liked her.
Of course, Su Mingda wouldn't turn against her before achieving his goal. He gently wiped away her tears, saying, "Of course it's because you're so beautiful."
"Jiajia, you are the purest and most beautiful girl I have ever met. It's perfectly normal for me to fall in love with you."
"Good girl, please stop crying, okay? If you keep crying, my heart will break."
The more he wiped, the faster Tong Jialan's tears fell, one after another, like beads from a broken string, impossible to wipe away completely.
Those scalding tears seemed capable of drowning Su Mingda.
To be honest, even Su Mingda, a seasoned player in the dating scene, felt a moment of guilt, but that guilt was quickly overwhelmed by the pursuit of profit.
"Good girl, Jiajia, don't cry."
“If you really can’t bring yourself to do it, how about this?” Su Mingda compromised for the first time, “Then you don’t give up, I can’t bear to take your spot, and I can’t bear to see you keep crying.”
Tong Jialan looked up at her. She had just cried, and her big eyes were beautiful, like a mountain after a fresh rain, so clean that they were stunning.
Su Mingda's Adam's apple bobbed. "If you can get rid of Meng Yingying and prevent her from participating, then there will be an extra spot available."
Five to three.
Without Shen Meilan, only Chen Xiaoxiao, him, and the girl he loves, Tong Jialan, remain.
That's not bad either.
"who?"
Tong Jialan asked, her voice hoarse.
"Meng Yingying".
Su Mingda wiped away her tears, then took out a handkerchief and wiped her nose. "If you get Meng Yingying off the stage, there will be an extra spot available."
"If you make it into the top three too, then—"
Realizing he almost let something slip, he immediately corrected himself, "Then we can be together forever."
"OK?"
Tong Jialan, who had been crying quietly, got angry for the first time and slapped Su Mingda hard across the face.
Su Mingda was stunned by the sudden slap. He covered his face, and the stinging pain made it impossible for him to maintain his gentle demeanor.
His eyes were cold. "Tong Jialan, what's wrong with you?"
He didn't understand why Tong Jialan, who had been perfectly fine before, had suddenly gone mad.
Tong Jialan's eyes filled with tears. "What you said to Meng Yingying before wasn't an accident, a misunderstanding, or an apology, was it?"
"So you were planning to frame Meng Yingying for seducing you so you could get rid of her early and force her to withdraw from the competition, right?"
Su Mingda didn't speak, but at this moment, silence was the best answer.
"I trusted you so much, and I even thought about explaining to Sister Yingying that you're not that kind of person."
Fortunately, before she could explain to Sister Yingying that Su Mingda was a good person, he exposed his true colors on his own.
Su Mingda's gentleness couldn't be maintained any longer, and he lost his patience. "Tong Jialan, don't be ungrateful. It's because I pity you and feel sorry for you that I asked you to get rid of Meng Yingying. Who do you think I did it for?"
"If you don't want to, then forget it."
"Then you only have one last option, Tong Jialan." He and she had completely broken off their facade, and there was no longer any tenderness or pity between them. "Either you give up the competition, or you ruin your reputation. The choice is yours."
He looked at her, his once affectionate eyes now filled with coldness. "You don't want everyone to know about the little red mole on your chest, do you?"
Tong Jialan swayed slightly; she seemed about to collapse.
"What's your choice?"
Su Mingda continued to pressure her, relentlessly closing in until Tong Jialan had nowhere left to retreat. "First, prevent Meng Yingying from participating normally. Second, you give up and give up your spot to me."
Tong Jialan trembled slightly, tears streaming down her face. She gritted her teeth, the tears flowing into her mouth, tasting salty and bitter.
"I abstain."
"It's yours."
Su Mingda was stunned when he heard this, then looked at her pure face with tears in her eyes, "She would rather sacrifice herself than sacrifice her friends."
"Jiajia, you're making my heart flutter more and more."
Tong Jialan represents the kind side of his heart, but unfortunately, no matter how much he is attracted, it is not as important as profit.
Upon hearing this, Tong Jialan's expression shifted between a mixture of tears and laughter as she staggered away.
"You still have to participate in the competition, so you can't be too obvious, otherwise people will hold you accountable."
"You know about the fixed match, right?"
Tong Jialan paused, then left almost as if fleeing. Once outside the practice room, all was quiet.
At 11 p.m., the entire Changchun Film Studio was quiet, enveloped by the darkness.
Tong Jialan walked aimlessly, and eventually she squatted down under a big tree, buried her face in her hands, and burst into tears. At first, she only sobbed softly, afraid of startling others.
In the end, she burst into tears, as if she wanted to cry out all her grievances, sadness, and heartbreak.
After crying her fill, she was too weak to do anything else. She lay on the ground fully clothed, staring at the dark clouds, tears streaming silently down her face.
For the first time, she felt like a joke.
A complete joke.
It started raining, and raindrops hit Tong Jialan's face. She didn't dodge or avoid them, just stared at them with her eyes wide open, like a madwoman driven to madness.
By three in the morning, Tong Jialan was soaked through by the rain. She stumbled and fell through the mud as she made her way back to her dormitory.
Instead of returning to her own dormitory, she squatted at the door of Meng Yingying's dormitory, staring blankly down the corridor.
She wondered if things would have turned out differently if she had listened to Meng Yingying that night.
Unfortunately, there's no such thing as knowing beforehand.
All she knew was that she couldn't let Su Mingda tell anyone about the small red mole on her chest.
She is still young and cannot afford to ruin her reputation.
Meng Yingying got up at five o'clock sharp in the morning. She was carrying a basin and preparing to go to the public water room to wash up. After washing up, she went to the practice room to make final preparations.
However, as soon as she opened the door, Tong Jialan, who was leaning against it, swayed to the side. If Meng Yingying hadn't reacted quickly, Tong Jialan would probably have fallen to the ground.
"Tong Jialan".
Meng Yingying quickly put the basin down and bent down to support Tong Jialan. Tong Jialan's lips were pale and chapped, and her eyes were dull and lifeless.
"Sister Yingying."
His voice was also hoarse.
From the moment Meng Yingying saw Tong Jialan, she knew something was wrong.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Tong Jialan forced a smile, "Sister Yingying, be careful of Su Mingda."
After saying those words, she was about to faint, but Meng Yingying caught her and said, "Tong Jia, Tong Jia, wake up."
When Meng Yingying touched Tong Jialan's clothes and found they were all wet, she frowned slightly and helped Tong Jialan into the dormitory.
The dormitory, which housed twelve people, instantly came to a rousing state with the arrival of Tong Jialan.
What happened to Tong Jialan?
Meng Yingying didn't know either, but she thought that Tong Jialan's disheveled appearance must be related to Su Mingda.
Ye Yingtao went to fetch water, Meng Yingying wiped her face, and Lin Qiu stood by, waiting for the whole thing to be over.
Tong Jialan's disheveled appearance was finally lessened. She had been soaked in the rain for half the night and was a little cold. It was Meng Yingying who used a hot towel to apply heat to her body for a while before she was able to warm up.
With the warmth of the room, Tong Jialan felt a bit more at ease. When she looked up and saw so many people in the dormitory, she stared blankly, saying nothing.
Meng Yingying sensed something was wrong and gave Ye Yingtao a wink. Ye Yingtao immediately understood and, together with Lin Qiu, dragged everyone else in the dormitory out to wash up.
This finally freed up a huge space in the dormitory.
Ye Yingtao and Lin Qiu stood guard at the door, like gatekeepers, preventing anyone from entering.
"Alright, everyone's gone. Nobody will hear us."
Meng Yingying tucked Tong Jialan's hair behind her ear and said softly, "Tong Jia, you can tell me now. What kind of injustice did you suffer?"
Only someone who was as bright and cheerful as a little sun just a few days ago could be tormented like this.
Tong Jialan looked at Meng Yingying, tears streaming down her face. "I can't say."
This is a secret.
If word gets out, Su Mingda won't let her off the hook.
Meng Yingying reached out to touch her face, but Tong Jialan flinched away, which made Meng Yingying have a bad feeling. "Did Su Mingda bully you?"
Tong Jialan shook her head and then nodded, her eyes red-rimmed, as if all the grievances and sadness she had been holding back were about to burst forth.
"He came to see me."
"He told me I had to not abstain, or he would tell everyone about the little red mole on my chest."
Such secretive matters are not something outsiders can easily keep quiet about, unless it involves a husband-wife relationship or lovers.
But in this day and age, if they are lovers, once this news is revealed...
Tong Jialan was completely ruined.
In this era where moral issues between men and women are paramount, and Tong Jialan is a girl, this incident will forever tarnish her reputation.
Meng Yingying knew why she was so distraught. She reached out and hugged Tong Jialan, trying her best to calm her voice.
"Tong Jia, this matter is not without a solution."
Tong Jialan looked up at her, her once clear eyes now bloodshot. "Sister Yingying, is there a way to solve this?"
"No, that's not true." She denied it herself. "It was my own lack of self-control that allowed him to take advantage of the situation."
Tong Jialan's eyes were empty. "Sister Yingying, if I hadn't come back to tell you to be wary of Su Mingda, I might have died."
For nineteen-year-old Tong Jialan, her beloved turned into a scumbag who then used her innocence to threaten her and force her to give up her beloved dance career.
Each of these events would be fatal for her.
As she lay under the big tree in the rain, she had thought of many ways to die, but she also felt that she was already dead.
He hadn't told Meng Yingying yet that there was a hungry wolf by her side who was planning to destroy her at any moment.
With this thought in mind, she crawled back from the brink of death, and she felt it was necessary to tell Meng Yingying.
Su Mingda wanted to scheme against her and remove her from the competition.
After hearing this, Meng Yingying's eyes stung, and she felt like crying. She hugged Tong Jialan tightly, saying, "Tong Jia, don't be like this, don't be like this."
She was so kind; even when she wanted to die, she was still thinking about how Su Mingda was a wolf who wanted to come and bring her a message, unaware that Su Mingda was cunning.
How could that wolf Su Mingda, after toying with Tong Jialan's feelings, bear to use such a private matter to threaten her?
"Listen to me."
Meng Yingying forced herself to calm down, and looked at Tong Jialan with slightly red eyes, "This is not a dead end, we still have a way to solve it."
At this point, the obedient Meng Yingying revealed a ruthless glint in her eyes for the first time, "Are you willing to die like this? To watch Su Mingda climb to a higher position by stepping on your corpse, and then go and deceive even more women?"
"Tong Jia, tell me, are you willing to accept this?"
Tong Jialan rolled her eyes blankly, shook her head, and felt blood seeping from her throat. "I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled. Why does Su Mingda have the right to climb over my career after deceiving my feelings?"
She practiced dancing for thirteen years, rain or shine, and always excelled, which finally earned her a chance to compete.
She only dated one person before she participated in the competition.
Then she'll lose everything.
"good."
Seeing that she had provoked Tong Jialan's bloodlust and hatred, Meng Yingying breathed a sigh of relief and patted Tong Jialan's back, "Then let's treat her in the same way we treat her."
Tong Jialan was a little confused, but Meng Yingying smiled, helped her lie down, and said softly, "You sleep for a while, I'll take care of it."
"Once you wake up, you'll find that all the problems are gone."
"You just need to wait for the game."
Her voice was so gentle, and it had an unparalleled magic that even Tong Jialan couldn't help but feel a little sleepy.
She closed her eyes, yet kept her eyelids open, saying, "Sister Yingying, don't confront him head-on. Su Mingda is a beast."
"He has no bottom line."
Meng Yingying hummed softly, "I know."
"Don't worry, our competition starts at 9:30. I'll have someone call you over at 9:00."
"Is four hours of sleep okay?"
"Let your body recover." She looked down at her, her tone gentle. "We're waiting for you on the field, Tong Jia. I'm waiting for you to break into the top three."
"You need to stand in a high position and watch Su Mingda's unfulfilled desires."
Tears streamed down Tong Jialan's face as she murmured, "Sister Yingying."
Meng Yingying patted her back, "Go to sleep."
Tong Jialan stayed up all night, and while filming, she fell asleep. Just as she fell asleep, Meng Yingying got up.
She went outside, where Ye Yingtao and Lin Qiu were standing at the door. They had overheard a lot of things.
Ye Yingtao's face was filled with anger, and Lin Qiu was not much less angry.
Seeing their expressions, Meng Yingying knew they had overheard something.
Meng Yingying took a deep breath. "Let's divide the work. Lin Qiu, you stay in the dormitory and wait until nine o'clock to wake Tong Jialan up. Once she's changed into her dance costume, we'll go to the venue to draw lots."
"Secondly, Cherry, come with me."
Ye Yingtao didn't ask any questions and turned to follow Meng Yingying. Meng Yingying took Ye Yingtao to find Coach Zhou, Tong Jialan's coach.
It was only 5:20, and the coach had just started washing up.
Coach Zhou and Meng Yingying were not actually familiar with each other, and she was somewhat surprised when Meng Yingying came to find her.
However, after hearing what Meng Yingying said, Coach Zhou's face instantly turned ugly.
Where is Tong Jia?
“She slept on my bed in the dormitory. I asked my teammates to watch over her so she could rest for four hours and then get up at nine o’clock to go directly to the competition.”
"I have two solutions for Su Mingda's matter. Coach Zhou, please listen to them."
Coach Zhou's temples bulged with anger, and she nodded, "You say so."
Meng Yingying looked up at her and said, "I don't know how much influence you have, but can you take Su Mingda away without alerting anyone?"
"That way, Su Mingda can keep Tong Jia's situation a secret."
Coach Zhou immediately rejected the idea, saying, "I'll take him away temporarily, but that's only a temporary solution. He'll come back out, and if he keeps making things up, he'll ruin Tong Jia's reputation."
Meng Yingying lowered her eyes, and when she opened them again, she had already made up her mind. Her usually gentle voice was now filled with ruthlessness, "Then let's use the second method."
"What?"
"Use evil to control evil."
She was unwilling to resort to such dirty tricks, but now that things had come to this, if she didn't fight back, Su Mingda would only become more rampant.
Meng Yingying took a deep breath and whispered in Coach Zhou's ear for a moment.
Coach Zhou didn't hesitate, "Let's go with this."
"I'll take some men there right now."
Meng Yingying hummed in agreement, then turned to look at Ye Yingtao. Ye Yingtao nodded and immediately went back to her dormitory.
A moment later, she brought the item in her hand and handed it to Coach Zhou.
Coach Zhou left with his things, and Meng Yingying didn't rest either, going to the practice room to practice dancing as usual.
At six o'clock in the morning, the practice room was already quite full, with four hours left before the exam at nine-thirty.
Almost everyone who participated in the competition today showed up in the practice room, hoping to cram at the last minute.
After all, the exam starts at 9:30. If you don't cram at the last minute and make a mistake on the day, there will be no way to make amends.
As soon as Meng Yingying arrived, she searched around for Su Mingda. He was quite early and acted as if nothing had happened, greeting the contestants in the practice room.
He glanced at Chen Xiaoxiao several times, and Chen Xiaoxiao hesitated several times.
Finally, he nodded at Su Mingda.
Meng Yingying knew that Chen Xiaoxiao's nod meant that she had agreed to help Su Mingda.
So besides her, there were other people present who would be targeted by Chen Xiaoxiao.
Thinking of this, Meng Yingying felt no guilt at all, and she quietly looked at Su Mingda.
Su Mingda noticed her gaze and seemed puzzled. He widened his eyes at her, as if to say, "What's wrong?"
Meng Yingying smiled slightly, looked away, and began to stretch her legs.
This made Su Mingda somewhat uneasy, and he began to wander among the various teams, trying to find Tong Jialan.
But no.
He searched for three full rounds but couldn't find Tong Jialan. He thought something had happened to her, and his uneasy feeling grew stronger.
No, it won't.
He comforted himself, thinking that Tong Jialan was timid and fearful, and was young and inexperienced in such situations. He figured that she was probably scared after being threatened like this.
Therefore, I dare not appear in the practice room for the time being.
Thinking of this, Su Mingda breathed a slight sigh of relief and began rehearsing as well.
The clock on the wall points to seven.
At exactly seven o'clock, a series of footsteps came from the door. Meng Yingying looked up sharply, knowing that someone had arrived.
Leading the group were Coach Zhou, Director He, Director Liu, two sentries, and other coaches.
Almost all the important figures from Changchun Film Studio for this competition are here.
The lively practice room instantly fell silent; everyone knew something had happened.
Su Mingda's forehead twitched, and the radar went off. He instinctively turned to run away, but the sentry pounced on him and slammed him to the ground.
What are you doing?
Su Mingda shouted and resisted violently, "What right do you have to arrest me?"
Coach Zhou walked up to him and stomped on his knuckles. "We received a report that Su Mingda has been hiding Chen Xiaoxiao's underwear in a locker in the locker room!!!"
"Go search!"
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