After Transmigrating as a Scum Omega, I Had a Happy Ending with My Ex-Wife [Entertainment Circle] - Chapter 19

Lou Kexin had been nervous, but after glancing at Sister Su Hua, her confidence surged.

As the music began, she focused entirely on the dance as if she were back in that private practice room, with Su Hua leading her in her mind’s eye.

“Hmm?” Tan Xue raised her eyebrows in surprise. “This trainee, Lou Kexin, is dancing quite well.”

“The movements are fluid, though her facial expression is a bit stiff,” Cui Manxuan said, watching the girl on the screen.

In the small control room, the mentors remained professional. The previous tension was just an interlude that no one took seriously—on the surface, at least.

When it ended, Lou Kexin looked back at Su Hua. Su Hua gave her a thumbs-up, and Kexin broke into a brilliant, radiant smile.

The mentors were still watching.

Cui Manxuan clicked the cap of her pen on the table. “She smiled so brightly during the performance, her score has to be a bit higher.”

Lou Kexin knew none of this. Thrilled by Su Hua’s praise, she skipped back to her seat, looking incredibly happy.

Cui Manxuan laughed. “Does she think we mentors don’t exist? I’m giving her an F.” As she spoke, she tapped a ‘B’ on her tablet.

Tan Xue, sitting next to her: “…”

Fu Mo frowned slightly, looking confused by Cui Manxuan’s contradictory behavior of saying one thing and doing another.

The girls in Class B were very proactive, and Su Hua didn’t get a chance to go up until the very end.

Halfway through, Li Han turned back and gestured for her to go. Only then did the rest of the class remember Su Hua; she had been far too low-key and lacked a presence.

Su Hua didn’t hesitate and walked straight to the front. The eyes of the Class A students followed her, creating a strange sense of pressure.

Lou Kexin clapped and shouted: “Go for it, Sister Su Hua!”

The mentors watching through the cameras smiled.

Seeing Su Hua, Jiao Kai opened his mouth to say something, but Cui Manxuan, who was monitoring him, spoke first: “Su Hua has been working very hard these past few days. Not only did she practice herself, but she also helped Lou Kexin, who couldn’t dance at all. I’m starting to look forward to this.”

Tan Xue’s gaze shifted to Fu Mo in the center, trying to read something from her face. But whether during the initial evaluation or now, Fu Mo looked at Su Hua as if she were a total stranger, showing no awareness that this was the ex-wife who had supposedly cheated on her.

Tan Xue wondered if the Film Queen was simply cold-hearted or if there was more to their marriage than met the eye. She withdrew her gaze, deep in thought.

All of this was broadcast live.

【Hahahaha, little Xuehua! Why is her first instinct to look at the Film Queen whenever she sees Su Hua?】

【Xuehua can’t even hide the gossip in her eyes.】

【Jiao Kai just got roasted by Cui Manxuan, so he doesn’t dare stir up trouble now, 23333.】

【I’ve been fed up with Jiao Kai for a long time. Cui Manxuan was right—not everyone can take his jokes.】

While the audience chatted, the music started. Su Hua began to move, singing the theme song simultaneously.

【Ahhh! Mommy, she’s so cute!】

【That look back… I feel like she’s flirting with me.】

【I’ve decided: even if she’s a scum Omega, I love her!~】

【You up there, stay calm.】

Most of the audience was captivated. Perhaps it was a case of “no comparison, no harm.” After seeing so many trainees who were stiff or off-key, Su Hua’s youthful energy was like a breath of fresh air.

Cui Manxuan leaned back comfortably. “This is the feeling I wanted.”

“Her breathing is very steady,” Xu Xiyi appraised.

Tan Xue nodded. “Her movements are very standard, too.”

In the end, every mentor gave her an ‘A’, even the troublemaking Jiao Kai.

After the performance, Su Hua stood up, wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, and sat back in her original spot. The trainees had mixed expressions; sparse applause rang out as the girls—too young to hide their feelings—failed to mask their shock, envy, and jealousy.

Cui Manxuan smiled and looked at Fu Mo. Just as she was about to speak, she saw a microscopic upward curve at the corner of Fu Mo’s mouth.

This was a major discovery; it was the second time she had seen her old friend smile in days. It made her even more curious: Didn’t Old Fu divorce Su Hua? And under those circumstances, they should be dead to each other. But looking at Old Fu’s reaction, things don’t seem as simple as they appear?

Han Sixi had intended to perform next, but after Su Hua’s display, she sat back down and let someone else go first. Her smile was a bit stiff.

After Su Hua’s performance, many became too intimidated to go up, fearing they would be overshadowed. But everyone had to perform eventually. It was already 1:00 AM.

The later performers were under a lot of pressure. Some who practiced well normally made mistakes during the live test. When they finished, they kept casting glares toward Su Hua, their resentment palpable.

Fu Mo pressed her lips into a thin line.

Cui Manxuan, who was subtly watching her, noticed and said, “These trainees don’t work hard and can’t handle pressure during a performance, yet they blame others for being too excellent?”

Fu Mo looked at her, and she replied with a smile, “Just a thought.”

Internally, Cui Manxuan thought: I’m deflecting the heat here; the audience is probably trashing me right now.

Indeed, many viewers in the livestream were attacking Cui Manxuan for her comments. But if she hadn’t said that, Su Hua would have been the main target of their ire for “making their favorites look bad.”

The next afternoon, the trainees gathered in their respective practice rooms. Li Han was fraught with anxiety. “I’m so nervous, I don’t know which class I’ll be in.”

Fu Mo and the other mentors entered. Fu Mo was holding a clipboard, and at the sight of it, the girls were too nervous to breathe.

“Those whose names are called, step forward.”

“Li Han, Lin Nan… Su Hua…” She called over a dozen names. After finishing, she looked up. “Follow me.”

The Class B trainees were stunned. There were only twenty of them, and more than a dozen were being taken away?

Fu Mo waited patiently for the girls to finish their farewell hugs before saying, “Let’s go.”

【Ugh, Teacher Fu is so warm.】

【She just stood by and waited for them; she’s so nice.】

【Pity someone didn’t know how to cherish her.】 (Su Hua was getting trashed again.)

Su Hua followed at the back of the line. They reached Class C. Fu Mo entered, followed only by Cui Manxuan.

Su Hua was the last to enter. Because there was no space, she ended up standing right next to Fu Mo. Standing so close, she realized the woman was half a head taller than her. Her long wavy hair was draped over her shoulders, and the overhead light made her pale, translucent skin look mesmerizing.

Su Hua’s gaze drifted down to the hand holding the clipboard. On the knuckle of her middle finger was a tiny mole, visible only from up close. Su Hua’s mind began to wander slightly at the sight of it.

Fu Mo read the names of the Class B trainees: “You have dropped to Class C.”

The girls looked upset but bowed. “Thank you, Teacher.”

A faint, cold fragrance lingered around Su Hua’s nose—it was light but very pleasant. She sniffed slightly.

Fu Mo looked at her. Su Hua was caught off guard as their eyes met, but she wasn’t embarrassed; she even gave a small smile.

Fu Mo withdrew her gaze and moved through the classes—D and F—demoting and promoting trainees.

“Lou Kexin, you are in Class B.”

Lou Kexin’s eyes lit up instantly. She looked at Sister Su Hua. Su Hua smiled and squeezed her shoulder. “Congratulations.”

Kexin hugged her, deeply moved. Without Su Hua, she likely would still be in Class F.

“Alright, everyone please gather in the broadcast hall,” Fu Mo instructed.

“Teacher Fu.”

Fu Mo looked over and met the girl’s smiling eyes. Surrounded by trainees and given their sensitive history, Su Hua said nothing more; she simply smiled and walked away with the others.

Fu Mo watched her departing figure and frowned slightly, a look of confusion in her eyes. She wondered if the girl had something to say when she called her name.

Su Hua actually had nothing to say; it was just a spur-of-the-moment impulse, as if she had been momentarily bewitched by the woman.