Chapter 272 IF Scenario - What if Zhou Pingchuan were the one who traveled through time (1)
At nine o'clock in the morning, when it should have been bright daylight, the air was gray and yellowish due to a sandstorm, which did not inspire any interest.
Inside the DW Entertainment Dance Studio, Xia Mian finished her tenth repetition of the basic skills combination, glanced out the window, and leaned against the wall with a pout.
Sun Jie hummed a song as he walked into the classroom, tossing him a bottle of lemon tea: "I saw you with a long face from afar. What's wrong? Who offended our Young Master Xia?"
“Dust storm,” Xia Mian said.
Of course, the most annoying thing is the captain. In such terrible weather, he still managed to take his parents on a business trip to the Southern Hemisphere!
Sun Jie sighed, "Ah, the young master is just like the young master. Everyone else is worried about whether they can pass the monthly exam or debut, but you are grieving over a sandstorm."
"I don't need to worry about the monthly exams."
That's right, Xia Mian can get top three in every subject, especially in appearance, where he is far ahead of the competition and has been number one for half a year—he has only been with the company for half a year.
With that face alone, she's guaranteed a spot in the debut lineup.
Damn it, rich, handsome, talented, and powerful—Nuwa, when you put all those advantages into one person, did you ever consider how the other clay splatters felt?!
Sun Jie was a fellow trainee of Xia Mian and also the leader of their dormitory. Despite his jealousy, he still had to coax her. Besides, Xia Mian's personality was genuinely likable: "I saw the news. It says the weather will improve significantly tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow will be a sunny day. Let's try our best and persevere for two more days."
Xia Mian still looked dejected.
"Oh, right," Sun Jie suddenly remembered, "a new trainee joined the company and is taking a class downstairs. Shall I take you to see him? He's super handsome, his looks are just as good as yours!"
Xia Mian initially thought there was nothing interesting about new trainees, as the company gets new trainees every month. But when she heard that his looks were comparable to hers, Xia Mian became slightly more interested.
It's rare to see someone this handsome.
"Let's go for a stroll."
The floor below was all vocal classrooms. As soon as the two of them got off the elevator, they saw a group of people, both men and women, huddled in front of the glass window of classroom two.
The girls were whispering to each other:
"Damn, I can't take it anymore! He's so handsome my legs are weak. I have to get all his contact information today!"
"I don't think he's as handsome as Xia Mian. I don't like overly sharp looks."
"If we're talking about idol debuts, Xia Mian wins. Xia Mian is fashionable and suits a lot of styles. If we're talking about the big screen, the new trainees' bone structure will go further than Xia Mian's."
"I don't care, Xia Mian is just handsome!"
"The new trainees are so handsome! The new trainees are so handsome!"
Is it really that good-looking?
Xia Mian coughed, and upon hearing the sound, the group of people all turned around.
Upon seeing that it was Xia Mian, the girls greeted her shyly and ran away.
The boys winked and asked, "Brother Mian, do you have class?"
“No,” Xia Mian said without hesitation, “I’m here to admire handsome men.”
Among these people, some were older than Xia Mian and some were younger than him, but because Xia Mian was generous and righteous, they all habitually called him "Brother Mian".
Upon hearing this, the underlings automatically made way for him. In fact, even without making way, Xia Mian could have easily spotted the so-called "new trainee" through the narrow gap.
—No other reason than that person was simply too eye-catching.
He was nearly 1.9 meters tall, with extremely fair skin and deep, piercing eyes. His lips were tightly pursed, and he exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay.
Perhaps sensing something, the person glanced towards the window.
The moment their eyes met, Xia Mian couldn't help but shiver. He hadn't seen such a cold gaze in a long time.
They only exchanged a glance before the person looked away, their emotions completely unmoved, as if they were looking at a char siu bao (barbecued pork bun).
"...I'm leaving, it's boring." Xia Mian flicked her sleeves and turned to leave.
From childhood to adulthood, he has always been the center of attention, surrounded by admirers and adored with flowers. How could he have ever been so ignored?
This feud is now officially established!
New trainees are all assigned to the beginner class, while Xia Mian is in the advanced class. They didn't see each other for the next few days. Their only interaction was on the trainee forum, where someone started a poll for "most handsome trainee," and Xia Mian and that person were neck and neck in the polls.
It was during this poll that Xia Mian saw his name.
Zhou Pingchuan.
It doesn't sound good, it sounds like an old man's voice, I don't like it!!!
Ten days later, Daddy and Mommy returned home as agreed. After Mommy's "pleading," Xia Mian finally decided to forgive them and move back home for a few days.
After packing his belongings, he drove the car out of the underground parking garage and saw Zhou Pingchuan for the second time on the roadside.
The young man, wearing the company-issued training uniform, was looking down at his phone, his back taut, like a sharp blade gleaming with cold light.
His face still wore that indifferent expression, as if everything looked like a char siu bao (a type of steamed bun).
For some reason, Xia Mian suddenly became emboldened and slammed on the gas pedal. The Bugatti roared like a provoked beast.
The young man was clearly startled, and the phone fell to the ground with a thud. It had a black plastic casing and an outdated design, like one of those cheap knock-off phones given away with a prepaid plan.
By the time Xia Mian realized what was happening, Bugatti had already taken him across the first traffic light.
Xia Mian was somewhat absent-minded throughout the journey. After finishing dinner with his parents, he found Sun Jie on WeChat and pressed the voice message button: "Boss, what's the situation with Zhou Pingchuan?"
Sun Jie: "Single."
Summer: "...Why do I care if he's single or not? I'm asking about his family background."
Sun Jie: "Ah, his family situation. I don't know much about it. His family seems to be quite poor. He has always lived on welfare and his scholarships. He has never studied art since he was a child, and his physical condition is average. Old Zhao took a liking to his face, visited him three times, and even paid more than 100,000 yuan for his mother's surgery before he was able to bring him into the company."
......Hold!
After hearing this, Xia Mian wished she could slap herself hard across the face!
Are you even human?!
"I'll arrive a little later tomorrow." With that last sentence, Xia Mian locked her phone and went to wash up.
That night, lying in his familiar bed at home, Xia Mian didn't sleep well, having recurring dreams. In one dream, a little dog was tugging at his trouser leg, insisting that he had stolen its bone, which was very annoying.
The next day, Xia Mian got up early, went to the mall and bought a new iPhone with the largest memory, and went straight to the vocal music classroom.
The previous class had just ended when Xia Mian casually grabbed a trainee and said she needed to find Zhou Pingchuan. The trainee trembled as he went to deliver the message.
After waiting for about five minutes, Zhou Pingchuan finally came out of the classroom. When he saw Xia Mian, his brows furrowed slightly: "You were looking for me?"
What kind of expression is that? Xia Mian suppressed her anger and shoved the packaging bag in front of the other person: "It's for you."
That Bugatti is so famous that you can easily find out who revved their engine by asking around. You can even guess what they're holding just by looking at the logo on the packaging.
Zhou Pingchuan: "No need. Is there anything else? If not, I'll go back."
aestivation:"......"
Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhou Pingchuan turned around and went back to the classroom.
Summer Sleep: "...Hey! Hey!"
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