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She answered a phone call, her expression brightening with joy.
I teased, "Looks like you have another idea."
Lin Yunting shot me a glance. "This has nothing to do with you."
With that, she turned and walked away.
I sensed something was off.
What scheme was Lin Yunting up to this time?
After a moment's thought, I decided to follow her.
Lin Yunting didn't notice I was trailing her.
She continued speaking to the person on the other end:
"…Is what you said true? Qin Feng will be there during the Top 100 competition? He’s going to personally select singers for the new show?"
"That's fantastic."
"Don't worry, this time I will be the savior of Best Actor."
I frowned.
What did she mean by savior?
Was Lin Yunting trying to get close to Qin Feng again?
I quietly followed her for a while, but Lin Yunting stopped making calls, leaving me wondering what she was thinking.
Something felt off.
When Lin Yunting entered a room, I turned and headed back to my dorm.
I had been reborn and would no longer be influenced by my sister.
This time, I would carve out my own path in music.
As for what Lin Yunting wanted to do, it was none of my concern.
But if she thought she could step on me to climb higher, I would never agree to that.
Indeed, Lin Yunting had made her move again. With only a month left until the Top 100 Competition, she was determined to leave a good impression on Best Actor Qin Feng. She spent a considerable amount of money to ensure her performance slot was placed at the end.
I couldn't help but chuckle to myself. Lin Yunting was still focused on men rather than her music, just like in my past life. That was fine by me; it gave me the perfect opportunity to practice my new pieces.
On the day of the competition, I headed to the Broadcast Building with Lin Yunting. Qin Feng had not yet arrived. He sat expressionless in the audience with his mentor, completely unaware of what was about to unfold.
Lin Yunting's gaze was fixed on the Liang Mu on stage, her face betraying her anticipation. According to the trajectory of my past life, this Liang Mu would collapse and fall onto Qin Feng. Lin Yunting would rush out to save him, earning herself a chance to sing in the new production.
I squinted my eyes. The Liang Mu stood perfectly still, showing no signs of instability. Time ticked by, and the Liang Mu remained unmoved. Lin Yunting's excitement shifted to disappointment, then anxiety, and finally panic.
She couldn't help but glance at the staff members nearby. One of them whispered, "This Liang Mu has been reinforced; it won't fall."
Just as Lin Yunting seemed ready to say something else, Qin Feng's voice rang out from below: "Lin Yunting, why are you so sure that this Liang Mu will fall and hit me?"
Lin Yunting's face turned pale as she turned to look at me. I stared at her in confusion. What does this have to do with me?
Lin Yunting questioned me, "Did you tell Qin Feng?"
I shrugged my shoulders, "I haven't even spoken to Qin Feng, so how could I tell him anything?"
She gritted her teeth, "No one knows my plans except for you."
I blinked, "Maybe there are others who know."
Before Lin Yunting could say anything else, Qin Feng had already stepped onto the stage. His expression was cold and stern. "Lin Yunting, I've already called the police."
"If you can't explain why the Liang Mu collapsed, the authorities will investigate this matter thoroughly."
Lin Yunting's legs went weak, and she nearly fell to the ground. She looked at Qin Feng with a pitiful expression. "Emperor Qin, I didn't mean to."
"I was just worried about your safety, that's why I was paying attention to the Liang Mu."
"This Liang Mu really could collapse; you have to believe me."
Qin Feng replied coldly, "Believe you? Or believe in science?"
Lin Yunting's expression shifted dramatically. She looked at me for help, but I ignored her completely. She brought this upon herself.
Qin Feng took Lin Yunting to the lounge. Since I also needed to go to the lounge to wait for the rehearsal, I followed them over.
In the lounge, Lin Yunting was crying like a rain-soaked pear blossom, trying to move Qin Feng with her tears.
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