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Chapter 489: Su Ruowan’s Writing and Choreographing Her Own Song

Su Ruowan was nervous but more so anticipative. Not many had the chance to get pointers from Mr. Xixi. What would he say? How would he show her the ropes?

Ten seconds later.

Shen Xi handed the notebook back and remarked, “Good.”

Su Ruowan was stumped, choking on the speech she intended to reply with. She suspected Mr. Yun Xiao gave that opinion without reading the whole thing through.

Good?

Sure, Su Ruowan believed in herself, but she was tactful enough to know the song she wrote could not be that good in the eyes of China’s star composer.

Mr. Yun Xiao was clearly fobbing her off!

Yet, there was nothing she could do about it. What was she supposed to do? It was not as though she could get in his face for a better answer when he already said it was good. Why would she seek for negation when he approved of her?

“Mr. Xixi, what’s good about it?” In the end, Su Ruowan could not resist asking. She had to get all the questions and grievances off her chest. The one-word compliment only raised more questions than being discredited.

“Everything.” Shen Xi earnestly replied. Without casting another glance, she went to entertain the other trainees who were waiting.

Meeting Mr. Xixi gaze, Song Wenye quickly pushed Ye Weiyang over to consult him.

The kid was too honest to fight her way through. She gave way to anyone cutting the line. She was in front of the queue to ask Mr. Xixi questions, and yet she was still here after an hour of waiting.

A trainee behind the pair gave Song Wenye the side glance and almost skipped past Ye Weiyang, but Song Wenye had to poke her nose in. Song Wenye should mind her own business.

Su Ruowan was ignored after receiving the single-word remark. She awkwardly stood there when Song Wenye shot her a smug look. Su Ruowan felt provoked, but by then, Mr. Xixi had turned his attention to Ye Weiyang who handed him her notebook.

The interaction between the teacher and student blinded her eyes.

What more could she say?

Su Ruowan asked for Mr. Xixi’s opinion on a song she wrote. Yes, he gave his feedback, but the word was an insult rather than an honor to her!

The trainees, except Song Wenye who relished in her misfortune, turned green with envy. As expected from a top-ranked and the best student. Even Mr. Xixi thought highly of her.

He Lu, especially, was driven mad with jealousy to hear Mr. Xixi’s assessment of Su Ruowan’s work.

She was already ticked off at Su Ruowan, blaming the latter for her poor performance on stage. Had it not for her, He Lu would not suffer injuries as a result of the morning collision. He Lu could not sit by and watch now that Mr. Xixi was complimenting Su Ruowan too.

“Wanwan, can I take a look at your song?” A former Group A member came up and enviously stared at Su Ruowan. “You’re awesome. You got Mr. Xixi to say you’re good.”

Mr. Xixi was the hottest composer in showbiz. His affirmation was the greatest flattery.

“No. Mr. Xixi only said that so as not to bring me down.” Su Ruowan humbly smiled while clasping the notebook in her hand.

Fooling around, another trainee snatched the notebook away and keenly flipped through.

A hint of revulsion flashed past Su Ruowan’s eyes. He Lu drew close and joined the two trainees to scan through Su Ruowan’s song. The sight of them made Su Ruowan sick to her stomach.

Nevertheless, Su Ruowan had a public image to uphold. In the eyes of the public, these girls were her girlfriends, so it was not as though she could snatch the notebook back.

Standing in a corner, Su Ruowan listened as Mr. Yun Xiao addressed the shortfalls in Ye Weiyang’s song in a flat tone. Jealousy overtook every inch of her being.

That was right.

Mr. Xixi was biased towards Cosmos Entertainment’s trainees, especially towards Ye Weiyang. The favoritism drove Su Ruowan up the wall.

He could offer Ye Weiyang extensive mentoring, but why could he not do the same for her? Did she do something wrong? How was she not up to par with Ye Weiyang?

Su Ruowan was prettier, stronger, and came from a more superior background than Ye Weiyang. She beat Ye Weiyang in every single way, but why would Mr. Xixi not like her?

Having dabbled in music, He Lu could tell the song was mediocre. In an attempt to push Su Ruowan’s buttons, He Lu asked curiously, “Wanwan, are you going to showcase this song in the next performance?”

It was only an ordinary and lackluster song. The lyrics were subpar while the tune was nondescript. Why would Mr. Xixi deem the song good?

“Wanwan, that’s amazing of you to write and choreograph your own song.” One of the nearby trainees exclaimed in an exaggeration.

“Wanwan, you really impress me.” The other trainee echoed. They may say so, but internally, jealousy was rearing its ugly head. Since Mr. Xixi mentioned she wrote the song well, Su Ruowan was sure to come out on top for the choreography session as well.

Su Ruowan’s blood pressure rose. If only she could tell them to get lost. When did she say she was going to choreograph the dance? It would only make her a laughing stock to attempt something she was not good at!

She was about to refute when a busybody shouted amid the crowd, “Su Ruowan said she’s going to write and choreograph her own song for the next performance.”

The yelling bore clear hints of taunt and ridicule. Su Ruowan followed the source of the voice to find Song Wenye arrogantly mocking her. Su Ruowan could flip her top.

What was the b*tch Song Wenye trying to pull?

With an uproar stirring among the trainees, everyone gathered around Su Ruowan, asking if she was indeed composing and choreographing her own song. There were voices of envy, the banter, and those who simply came along for the ride.

Su Ruowan had no escape now that everybody was under the impression that she was going to write and choreograph her own song. She hated He Lu and the girls who started this as well as Song Wenye who fanned the flames.

“No.” Su Ruowan panicked and was at a loss, staring at all the green eyes surrounding her. To play it safe, she knew she must not risk it with a new song. “It’s Lulu…”