CHAPTER 44: CHAPTER 44: ULTRAMAN YINGYINGYING

This was the first time Yu Xia saw Xie Qingci wearing a black shirt.

After joining this show, he had lost some weight, and now his figure fit perfectly in a loose black shirt, making him look casual and lazy.

Especially with his platinum blonde hair on top of his head.

The audience immediately screamed, the deafening noise almost lifting the roof of the studio.

Yu Xia rubbed her ears and exchanged a glance with Shu Ran, teasing with a smile:

"The performance hasn’t even started yet, and everyone’s already so excited. Are you looking forward to this group’s performance?"

The audience below shouted, "Yes!"

Shu Ran then asked, "Why are you looking forward to it?"

A female soprano from below answered with a strong voice, "Because everyone loves handsome guys!"

"Hahahahahaha!" Everyone burst into laughter.

"That’s reasonable, I love to watch too."

Shu Ran said as she cued Yu Xia, "Do you love to watch?"

Are you kidding? Her monthly rumor with a new man is well-known to everyone, isn’t it?

Yu Xia, being forthright, replied, "Of course! Who doesn’t know I love to watch? Seeing handsome guys improves my mood."

On stage, Xie Qingci quietly watched her, lingering for a moment, then naturally glanced at others.

The four mentors chatted and laughed for a moment, and then Xie Qingci and his group started to introduce themselves.

However, it wasn’t Xie Qingci, the center, who spoke first, but someone else.

Yu Xia thought he might be yielding or giving others a chance to shine, but after hearing their introduction, she knew it wasn’t either.

He simply couldn’t open his mouth for that kind of intro.

"Hello everyone, we are ’Ultraman Yingyingying,’ I am Seven Yingyingying."

"I am Leo Yingyingying."

"I am Jack Yingyingying."

When it got to Xie Qingci in the center, under the gaze of his whole team, he seemed calm yet was actually gritting his teeth as he said, "I am Tiga... Yingyingying."

Even if others said "Yingyingying" quickly, it still had some rhythm, but for him, it was as if he would rather announce it with a deadpan broadcasting tone, each word filled with a semblance of a half-hearted smile.

It didn’t sound like he was saying "Yingyingying," instead it was like he was saying, "I, the dignified Ultraman Tiga, wouldn’t ever just cutely sell out to you LSPs."

Yu Xia was the first to lose her composure, bowing her head and laughing hard.

Yu Kuang also commented, "Are you the out-of-battery Ultraman Tiga? Or has the light in your heart vanished?"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Unable to hold back, everyone on and off the stage burst into laughter, leaving only Xie Qingci looking at them in resignation.

After finally finishing the introductions, the stage lights dimmed, and the laughter below gradually halted, aligning with the music to become another wave of screams.

The opening was Xie Qingci’s solo, sitting in the interplay of lights and shadows, the black leather sofa almost blending into his all-black outfit, making his platinum blonde hair stand out strikingly.

He revealed only half of his face in the light, leaning back on the sofa, lazily lifting his eyelids to glance at the camera, with his toes tapping the rhythm as his barely-there smile ignited the first small high—light.

The deliberately low voice, mixed with self-deprecating laughter, was like two ambiguously entangled people squeezed together in a steamy, wet bathroom, lips next to the ear, whispering, with breaths barely audible.

It was the moment before nightfall, or the aftermath in the morning, nonchalant yet careless, pure temptation and decadent indulgence.

The audience below went absolutely wild.

"Ahhhhh Xie Qingci!!!"

"Brother’s so handsome! Sister loves you!"

"Xie Qingci! Xie Qingci! Xie Qingci!"

"Ahhhhhh!"

Repeating the same few lines with excitement, all they could do was scream his name madly.

Yu Xia didn’t expect him to perform this well, the moment his voice began, her whole body was covered in goosebumps, her gaze awestruck.

Listening to the increasingly surging cries below, and the increasingly prominent "Xie Qingci" resonating, she almost wanted to shout along.

Excitement is infectious; her heart was filled with immense thrill.

Of course, her excitement and thrill were slightly different from others.

She had heard him speak English like this.

In a steaming wet bathroom, in front of the frosted glass where only palm prints floating in the mist could be seen, his hoarse joyful voice speaking English she was too exhausted to comprehend, then calling her "honey."

There were also other words murmured during their entanglement, affirmations and coaxing during strong advances.

Sister, hold me.

Sister, you’re so soft.

Sister, don’t call out.

Yu Xia, I love you so much.

...

Yu Xia came back to her senses, looking again at Xie Qingci snapping his fingers on stage.

His movements were smoother and more natural than the day before, coordinating well with his teammates, the dance in sync, the singing steady, pronunciation clear; she couldn’t find any fault.

Therefore, when it was her turn to comment after the performance, she sincerely praised again and again—

Mainly praising the whole team, with only two lines directed at Xie Qingci.

"Xie Qingci’s outfit and hairstyle today are very eye-catching. The previous suggestions I gave you have also been improved significantly this time."

Compared to Shu Ran and them, her praise was nothing novel.

However, Shu Ran took the initiative to ask an extra question.

"I heard you instructed him on a few de-oiling moves?"

Yu Xia joked, "Yes, to put it simply, it’s about how to be naturally handsome. I brazenly suggested it, and didn’t expect him to do so well."

Shu Ran asked again, this time directing the question to Xie Qingci.

"Would you like to recreate the situation for us? I’m finding it hard to wait for next week’s behind-the-scenes feature."

Yu Xia was a bit surprised, wondering why Shu Ran suddenly showed such interest in Xie Qingci.

It’s known that she treated these popular younger guys quite even-handedly, giving one five sentences and the other no more than six, oh, except for Pei Lu.

Listening to Xie Qingci and other teammates recounting the situation of that day, she smiled, yet her hand was picking at the notebook edge, her nails lifting its corner.

Xie Qingci continued narrating the events of that day, but his words were brief, turning Yu Xia’s teasing into a sincere guidance for the whole team. Even when others mentioned the "breathe a sigh" thing, he lightly dismissed it as a mood-lifting joke, harmless.

In a good mood, his response to Shu Ran’s question was more patient than usual, yet still not verbose.

This performance was his first token to Changhui Entertainment.

Even if no one has approached him yet, he knows for sure, someone from Changhui Entertainment must be observing him through this live broadcast.

Assessing if he has the ability, if he is qualified enough.

Thinking of this he smiled faintly at the camera lingering in front of him.

[Damn damn damn! Brother, you are so skilled! Did you know in advance what I love to see?]

[Promise me, just weld this outfit on you, okay? Especially this platinum short hair]

[I don’t know about Tiga Yingyingying, anyway, I’m already Yingyingying, wanting to stick on Xie Qingci’s collarbone Yingyingying]

[Damn, watching this made me stomp my feet into shadowless kicks, scream out chicken crowing! / Sprint three thousand miles to shout out loud I like you.jpg]

[Xie Qingci! How can you be so handsome!! / You have nowhere to go but to be my boyfriend hahaha.jpg]

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ps: Accompanying with music enhances the effect even more