After Transmigrating as a Scum Omega, I Had a Happy Ending with My Ex-Wife [Entertainment Circle] - Chapter 2

“You’re here?”

“I’m here.”

The two of them spoke like they were exchanging secret codes. Once the words were out, the office fell so silent you could hear a pin drop.

Xiao Dong stood in the corner, neck shrunk back, not daring to take a loud breath.

“Since you’re here, let’s talk in detail about this Weibo situation.” Sister Qing, Su Hua’s manager—full name An Lanqing—had been managing Su Hua for two years. In the first year, Su Hua filmed two low-budget dramas; not only did the dramas flop, but Su Hua herself flopped as a lead—the kind of flop that hits rock bottom.

Because of this, An Lanqing intended to take it slow and select better scripts for her. She never expected that by the second year, Su Hua would up and marry Film Queen Fu. Because of that marriage, she was trashed by fans for over six months. During that time, she was also linked to scandals with numerous influencers, effectively “wearing the green hat” over Film Queen Fu. The marriage didn’t even last a year before they divorced.

Ever since she started managing Su Hua, An Lanqing felt she had aged significantly.

“Yes, please go ahead.” Su Hua looked at her, appearing all ears.

“Regarding deleting your Weibo posts, we’ve discussed it and reached a consensus: you can delete them, but not too thoroughly,” An Lanqing said after some deliberation.

Su Hua frowned. “Is there a specific reason for that?”

From the moment Su Hua entered the office until now, An Lanqing finally took a proper look at her. Seeing her face devoid of makeup, a flash of surprise crossed her eyes.

She was used to seeing the girl with heavy, gaudy makeup; this was the first time she’d seen her bare-faced. She had to admit, the “no-makeup” look made her look much more pure and beautiful.

“There is,” An Lanqing said, snapping back to reality. “There’s a friend of yours in this survival show.”

“?” Su Hua was blank. “A friend of mine?”

An Lanqing looked at her with an expression that said ‘really?’. “Tian Tian, the host from Lemon TV. you’ve had dinner with her, taken photos together, and posted them on Weibo.”

Su Hua: “…” So, one of the many influencer ‘friends.’

“It should be fine to delete them, right?” Su Hua said hesitantly. Usually, the manager handled these things and just informed her afterward.

An Lanqing felt forced to remind her: “She has more fans than you do.”

Su Hua was speechless again. The original owner had fans, too, but compared to the anti-fans, those fair-weather supporters weren’t even worth mentioning.

“Then… just keep the posts about her?”

“If you only keep her and no one else, the fans will think you’re ‘devoted’ to her.”

“Then keep a few others?” Su Hua suggested tentatively.

An Lanqing: “Then the fans will say you’re stepping on multiple boats and are a total ‘scum’ person.”

Su Hua: “…”

“There are so many girls on my Weibo. If I keep them, won’t fans say I’m an emperor choosing concubines for a harem of three thousand beauties?” Su Hua blinked.

Xiao Dong couldn’t help herself: “Pfft…” Catching Su Hua’s gaze, she terrifiedly covered her mouth and looked down, but her shaking shoulders gave away the fact that she was snickering.

An Lanqing wanted to laugh but felt the setting was inappropriate. Finally, she slapped the desk in frustration, stood up, and said, “Don’t you dare say stuff like that in public.”

“Oh.” Su Hua obediently shut her mouth.

An Lanqing looked at the girl, who was being excessively well-behaved today, and felt something was off.

“I’ll leave this to the PR team. Don’t touch anything, and if the media asks, don’t say a word,” An Lanqing warned, still uneasy.

Su Hua gave an “OK” gesture.

The more An Lanqing looked, the weirder it felt. “Why are you being so obedient today?”

The word “obedient” being used on the “Great Demon King” Su Hua made An Lanqing feel like the world had gone mad.

Su Hua said naturally, “I’m tired. I want to focus on working properly.”

An Lanqing: “…”

Xiao Dong: “…”

I’d believe that from anyone else, but coming from you, I don’t believe a word.

But since the girl wasn’t causing trouble for once, An Lanqing moved with her usual efficiency: “We’re done with the Weibo talk. Next, let’s talk about the survival show in three days.”

Su Hua sat up straight and looked at her seriously. “Is there anything specific I need to watch out for?”

An Lanqing had only one requirement: “Don’t stir up trouble.”

Su Hua: “…Oh.”

It’s clear just how much of a troublemaker the original owner was.

There wasn’t much else to explain. An Lanqing took her to the trainee training department downstairs. When they knocked and entered, a dance instructor was leading several trainees in practice.

The instructor said to the trainees, “Let’s take a break,” then walked over. “Sister Qing.”

“You know Su Hua.” An Lanqing pushed the person behind her forward.

Su Hua immediately greeted her, “Hello, Teacher.”

The dance instructor flinched and took a step back.

Su Hua: “…”

Dance Instructor: “.”

An Lanqing rubbed her temples, glanced at the trainees in the corner who were frequently peeking over, and told the instructor: “In a few days, those girls are participating in the survival show. Su Hua will be going with them.”

The eavesdropping trainees shuddered.

Dance Instructor: “…Alright, Sister Qing.”

“That’s all. I’ll be going.” Before leaving, An Lanqing hauled Xiao Dong away too, wanting to give her some private instructions.

For a moment, Su Hua and the dance instructor stood in the studio staring at each other. Finally, Su Hua smiled, breaking the ice. “Sorry to disturb you, Teacher.”

It is quite a disturbance, the instructor thought.

But there was no choice; since the person had been handed over, she had to teach. Clapping her hands, she called the resting trainees over: “Girls, come here for a moment.”

The trainees nudged and shoved each other as they approached, lining up in front of the teacher while casting frequent glances at Su Hua.

Su Hua’s notorious reputation was known by everyone in the company, and the general public knew her past behavior even better.

Hearing that she was going to participate in a survival show made the girls feel resistant; a couple of them couldn’t even hide it and wore the feeling right on their faces.

A few others hid it well, but Su Hua, having spent years filming dramas and movies, could see the hidden disgust in their eyes at a glance.

She curled her lips slightly and didn’t mind. After all, she would have loathed the original owner’s behavior too; the fact that they only showed a look of disgust was actually quite polite.

The comments from the anti-fans online were what “truly impolite” looked like.

“Xiaohan, you lead the others in practice first. Su Hua, come over here with me to warm up,” the dance instructor said.

“Okay.” Su Hua snapped back to attention and followed.

Lin Xiaohan was the one with the best dance foundation among the trainees and the instructor’s favorite, often receiving extra attention.

The other trainees weren’t jealous of the favoritism; Xiaohan’s strength was undeniable, and she often looked after the “half-baked” ones among them, so everyone was grateful to her.

“Sister Xiaohan, do you think Su Hua is really going to the variety show with us?”

“We have to perform together for the first round. Won’t she drag us down?”

“I’m just afraid that when the fans see her, they’ll start attacking us too by association.”

The young girls spoke with deep worry.

Lin Xiaohan smiled and said, “Don’t worry. Let’s just practice our own parts well. The mentors look at individual ability; she won’t drag us down.”

The girls were instantly comforted and nodded with smiles.

On the other side, Su Hua was following the instructor through the warm-up. By the end of the routine, she had a light sweat on her forehead, but her breathing was very steady—it helped that the original owner had traveled to many places for leisure.

The instructor said, “Warm-up is over. I’ll teach you some broken-down movements now.”

Su Hua nodded.

The instructor expected she’d have to repeat the movements many times, but the girl in front of her learned them after seeing them just once. She even repeated them twice on her own, her movements becoming more coordinated with each pass.

The instructor was stunned. “Have you practiced before?”

Su Hua nodded. “Something like that.”

The original owner hadn’t, but in her previous life, Su Hua had debuted in a girl group before focusing on acting. She often danced for fitness and hadn’t let the skill go to waste over the years.

The instructor didn’t suspect anything and began performing the next set of movements. She sped up slightly, only to realize the girl could keep up perfectly. So, she continued dancing faster and more complexly, and the girl followed right along.

From initial surprise to current awe, the instructor had a completely new understanding of Su Hua.

Setting aside the black material on Weibo, her talent for dance alone proved this girl wasn’t “bad.”

In fact, the instructor felt a surge of anger: since she had such high talent, why didn’t she use it? She had actually wasted two whole years!

Sensing the instructor’s angry gaze, Su Hua stopped and looked at her, confused.

The instructor pinched the bridge of her nose and said, “Su Hua, you’ve made me very disappointed.”

The trainees watching from the side brightened up—is the teacher finally going to scold her?

However, Lin Xiaohan, who had been watching Su Hua’s dancing out of the corner of her eye the entire time, pursed her lips, a sense of crisis rising in her eyes.