Chapter 114: If I’d Known, I Should Have Just Lain Flat!

Leng Yan sighed helplessly.

"This troublesome girl..."

Though he complained, he couldn't deny that the more he pondered, the more he felt the song possessed a special charm.

After a while, it dawned on him—this was precisely the popular Chinese style that had been trending recently.

Both lyrics and melody carried a unique flavor.

It required singing with transitions into falsetto, making it quite challenging.

Though he found it difficult, Leng Yan was not one to admit defeat.

Bai Ling had gifted him such a fine song; how could he let it go to waste?

Even if it was tough, he would persevere until he mastered it.

...

The next day, Bai Ling returned directly to the city where the "I Am an Actor" production team was based.

Leng Yan had already sent over the contract by fax.

After squeezing in time to sign the contract, Bai Ling forwarded all the lyrics and melody.

As for the payment, it would arrive in the following days.

Bai Ling was quite looking forward to it.

The feeling of becoming a little rich lady was truly delightful.

However, during her communication with Leng Yan, Bai Ling noticed he seemed to have a cough, his voice a little hoarse.

"Young Master Leng, are you alright?"

Leng Yan forced his voice down, "It's nothing, just caught a chill."

It was a matter of pride—he could not answer directly.

Bai Ling paid little mind. After briefly explaining a few singing techniques for the song, she quickly immersed herself in rehearsals with her teammates.

Because Bai Ling had been absent the previous day, the others rehearsed scenes unrelated to her role.

But for the Moonlight Waltz, the most important part remained Bai Ling's portrayal of the heroine.

Clearly, Bai Ling's current acting skills were insufficient for the role.

The Bai Ling who had shone on stage yesterday was now confronted with harsh reality.

After several rounds of rehearsal, the "NG" calls were endless.

Yet, the others did not pressure Bai Ling.

After all, they had some sense; Bai Ling's role was the most difficult to perform, while theirs could be breezed through.

It was already commendable that they did not complain about Bai Ling.

To expect them to offer guidance or invest more time and effort in rehearsals together was simply impossible.

After roughly seven or eight hours of rehearsal, each withdrew.

Only Bai Ling remained, diligently memorizing lines and seeking inspiration.

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She needed only a day to memorize her lines perfectly—after all, it wasn't a difficult task.

The crucial point was the emotional resonance and feeling.

Originally planning to rely on her own efforts to achieve her goal, Bai Ling ultimately had to submit to reality.

"System, it's up to you again."

"Come on, use the Acting Training Card!"

"I should still have one Super Acting Training Card and two regular ones. I'll start with the regular!"

At once, even standing in place, Bai Ling felt herself immersed in a special world.

It was a vast cruise ship under the moonlight, the deck shimmering silver.

Bai Ling felt as if she had melted into that world, becoming its focal point, with the stars above cheering for her.

The waves on the sea seemed to applaud, eagerly awaiting the performance.

Yet Bai Ling felt nothing but sorrow, as if her life was shrouded in darkness.

The sensation was strange—she was no longer Bai Ling.

Though this was not her first time using an Acting Training Card, it still brought her an entirely new experience.

She looked around at the moonlight.

Bai Ling did not dance. She knew a little about dancing, but not the waltz.

So she used another reward—the Moonlight Waltz!

Thus, in the rehearsal room, Bai Ling was swept away, gracefully moving through elegant dance steps.

It felt as though a teacher was guiding her every move, precise and perfect.

Best of all, with the two rewards combined, Bai Ling could manage both the emotional transitions and the flawless learning of the choreography.

Three hours slipped by.

When Bai Ling exited this state, her head nearly spun and she almost collapsed into sleep.

Maintaining such an intense emotional resonance for so long, while practicing the dance steps, was a double blow she hadn't anticipated.

She nearly fell over.

She admitted—it was careless of her.

Next time, she would use them separately. No need to push herself so hard.

But at that moment, the system spoke up, oblivious to her fatigue.

"Host has exhibited unprecedented effort. Congratulations, host, you have received—Smile Transfer Card!"

Bai Ling was stunned.

Smile Transfer Card? What on earth was that?

And this blasted system, seeing her so exhausted, was clearly enjoying itself!

Bai Ling rolled her eyes, called for Xiangzi and Miaomiao to help her home, and only after lying in bed did she shed silent, regretful tears.

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If only she’d known, she would have stayed relaxed...

Miaomiao and Xiangzi were deeply concerned seeing Bai Ling in such a state.

They helped her request a day off.

The next day, when Yang Zichao, Yan Feixue, and the others arrived ready to rehearse with Bai Ling, they received the news.

Instantly, their spirits sank.

Previously, Bai Ling’s absence was due to another program, which everyone understood.

But after returning, she had only participated in one rehearsal and was absent again?

This "three days fishing, two days drying the nets"—how was she less professional than any of them?

Truly, there is always someone better, and the world is full of surprises.

"Ah, nothing to be done. Her status is too high," Yan Feixue laughed softly, helpless.

Her tone was tinged with acidity.

Lin Yani chuckled, "The young people these days..."

But she left it at that.

Even rehearsals were recorded by cameras.

Unless, like Bai Ling, someone stayed late for extra practice.

With cameras around, they had to mind their words and actions.

After some time rehearsing, someone knocked and entered.

"Hello, everyone!"

Hearing this voice, Lin Yani, Yan Feixue, and Yang Zichao all surged forward, excited to greet the newcomer.

"Director Zhuge, we didn’t expect you to arrive!"

"Are you here for a routine check?"

"To be honest, we've encountered a few issues. If you could offer some guidance, perhaps we could resolve them easily..."

All three did not hesitate to flatter Zhuge Tianguang.

First, it might help them get closer to the director—perhaps he'd give them high marks on stage.

Second, if he really offered advice, that would be a good thing.

But Zhuge Tianguang was clearly not there for them.

"Hello, everyone. Hey, where’s Bai Ling? Why isn’t she here?"

"She should have finished recording her other program and returned, shouldn’t she?"

(End of chapter)