Chapter 234: We Are All Different, Sweetie

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

At the customer service department of Jiang Corporation…

Song Zhou received a message and whispered to Jiang Jingchen, “The Song family has agreed to let Song Kai be a manager at Song Enterprise.”

Jiang Jingchen responded indifferently, looking at his phone.

His attitude was oblivious and casual, like he was unsurprised by the news.

Song Zhou continued, “Song Yan and Jiang Minglang met at Song residence for a meal and after that, Song Kai got the job. He is now one of Song Yan’s people.”

“Have we found any clues about Song Hai?”

“Not yet.”

“Then let’s forge some evidence to make the Song and Lu families tear each other apart. As for Song Kai, let’s leave him alone for now.”

Song Zhou asked curiously, “Young Master, you seem to be rather interested in Song Kai. Are you planning something?”

Jiang Jingchen narrowed his cold dark eyes without a word. He just dismissed Song Zhou with a wave to let him carry out his duties.

Song Zhou looked at him. His young master had always been cautious and guarded against everyone, including Tang Beibei, on whom he doted.

That must be quite tiring.

But the young master seemed to be used to keeping his cards very close to his chest.

Tang Beibei and Ruan Qi made another video in school before they went to dance practice.

They showed Fu Jin a video of their dance, which they had been practicing for days. Fu Jin crossed his arms gloomily. There was no trace of pleasure on his face. Both girls were so nervous that their hearts were on tenterhooks.

Fu Jin asked, “Have you been practicing these few days?”

“Yes!”

“Oh, there isn’t much improvement.”

The two of them were like primary school students being criticized, standing quietly with their heads bowed.

In the face of mastery, the girls couldn’t do anything except to submit and learn.

“If you still want to go on stage, you must finetune the dance. You must blend the movements so that the dance flows seamlessly rather than looking like sections clumsily stitched together.”

“You’ve been training here for a while and it’s time for you to show everyone that you are professionals, not amateurs.”

“Sorry, we’ll finetune it.”

They had been practicing for so long, yet they were told that they looked like amateurs. Tang Beibei’s head was about to explode, and Ruan Qi’s face was red with anger.

Fu Jin glanced at the two of them and said, “Sorry for being harsh. If I’m too lenient with your training, you can’t make a breakthrough.”

“However, what 1 said was also the truth. The dance was so messy that even I couldn’t understand it, let alone the audience. Tell your story in a clearer way.”

The two of them lowered their heads until Fu Jin left. Tang Beibei sat on the floor dejectedly and looked at Ruan Qi, who also had a weary expression on her face.

“I feel that the two of us are so lousy.”

Tang Beibei nodded and took a sip of water before she said, “1 think I was lousy to begin with. We have hit rock bottom and there’s nowhere to go but up.”

Ruan Qi was amused by her optimism. “That’s a nice thing to say.”

“We can say lots of nice things, but actions speaks louder than words. Qiqi, get up. Let’s practice. We’ll go celebrate when we are professionals!”

“Okay!”

Ruan Qi nodded with a smile. So what if they failed? They were still young, with lots of energy and dreams!

Back at the villa that night, Tang Beibei and Ruan Qi discussed the story behind their dance.

Jiang Jingchen sat beside them and listened quietly. Suddenly, he looked up at Song Zhou.

Song Zhou had a bad feeling. He swallowed hard and then heard Jiang Jingchen say, “Beibei, have you ever thought about adding a male character?”

“Huh?”

Tang Beibei looked at him in confusion. “Why would we add a male character?”

“A pipe dream. Who dreamt it? Why did he have such a dream? What happened when he woke up from the dream? How did he feel?”

Tang Beibei scratched her head blankly and turned to look at Ruan Qi.

Ruan Qi asked, “Jiang Jingchen, do you mean to add a narrator?”

“You can, but the audience for the New Year’s Eve party are all young people. If you make it look like a stage play, the sudden narration will break the immortal feel of the dance. Instead, try incorporating it in a way that young people can relate to.”

Jiang Jingchen, who had taken dance appreciation classes, spoke very eloquently.

Tang Beibei asked, “Aren’t Ruan Qi and 1 young people? Isn’t our expression something young people can relate to?”

Jiang Jingchen chuckled and pinched her cheek.

“We are all different, sweetie. You two spend your days in the library or at the dance studio. You are insulated from the noisy world outside. If you want people to relate to you, you’ll have to speak their language.”

“What you have to consider isn’t just your dancing skills but the occasion you are performing at and your audience, who are the people watching and applauding you.”

Tang Beibei blinked. “That makes sense.”

Ruan Qi nodded too. “It’s like bringing our understanding of art to life, making it more real and relatable. With that understanding, I have some ideas.”

“Then the question becomes who can we cast as the male character?” Tang Beibei asked.

“Shall we ask Fu Jin?” Ruan Qi asked.

How could Jiang Jingchen agree to let his wife spend so much time with another man? “Don’t bother Fu Jin. Song Zhou can do it.”

The two girls looked at Song Zhou, who sighed. “Alright, 1’11 do it.”

Tang Beibei looked at Ruan Qi again. “Qiqi, what do you think?”

Ruan Qi exploded. “1 don’t have any objection. For the sake of our performance, whatever.”

“Alright, let’s go through the story again.” Tang Beibei said.

Jiang Jingchen wanted to be more involved, so he said, “I’ll be your screenwriter, and Song Zhou will play supporting actor and take care of post-production, costumes and props.”

Tang Beibei was excited. “Hubby, you know how to write scripts?”

Jiang Jingchen answered honestly, “No, but this is your first time on a big stage. 1’11 keep you company and make this my first time as a screenwriter.” “Yay!”

Tang Beibei was excited. If there was no one else there, she would have jumped onto him and kissed him a few times.

Ruan Qi looked at the two of them being all lovey-dovey. She then looked at herself and glanced at Song Zhou.

Reality was always so cruel and heart-wrenching!

With a specific plan in place, their practice went on more smoothly. The two girls practiced so seriously. If Jiang Jingchen hadn’t carried Tang Beibei back to the bedroom, they would have continued to torture themselves.

Song Zhou went to the dance studio and saw Ruan Qi lying on the floor, almost asleep. He squatted slowly next to her and said, “Miss Ruan, I’ve prepared new toiletries for you in the guest room downstairs. Will you be staying the night?”

Ruan Qi looked at the time. It was already past midnight.

She rubbed her eyes. Everyone at home was already asleep at this hour. It was probably best for her to stay the night.

She said a quick “okay”, got up and packed her things. When she was going down the stairs, she stumbled and the person beside her supported her nervously.

Ruan Qi looked at his hand on her waist and looked up at him. “Mr. Song, have you hugged another woman like this before?”

Song Zhou retracted his arm awkwardly. “No, 1 haven’t.”

“What? Don’t you have a fiancee? How old are you? Don’t tell me you haven’t held her hand before? Tsk, that’s quite sad.” Ruan Qi teased with a smile.

Song Zhou was the same age as Jiang Jingchen, 29 years old.

Song Zhou pursed his lips and was about to speak when he heard the woman say, “You’re not as good as me. Not only have 1 hugged a man, but I’ve also kissed one. But tsk, I didn’t even taste him.”

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