Oops! I Became a Fan of My Rival Idol! - Chapter 30

“No, there was only me before you came.”

 

Shen Nanqing lowered her head, a flicker of amusement flashing in her eyes.

 

Pulling Qiao Huihui along impulsively today had already been an uncharacteristic act for her. Yet impulsiveness didn’t equate to recklessness—she wouldn’t gamble with their future unless she was certain the environment was safe.

 

Qiao Huihui patted her chest and let out a sigh of relief.

 

“I’ll go out first. Wait two minutes before you leave.”

 

As she said this, she noticed Shen Nanqing suddenly grinning and asked in confusion, “What’s wrong?”

 

Shen Nanqing struggled to suppress the upward curve of her lips. “This feels like we’re secretly dating.”

 

Qiao Huihui’s face flushed instantly. Even now, she was still caught in a surreal daze—confessing feelings to her idol and having them reciprocated…

 

And if she didn’t dwell on it, it was fine, but the moment Shen Nanqing mentioned it, vivid imagery flooded her mind.

 

A secret romance—thrilling, exhilarating!

 

Clamping down on her runaway thoughts, she quickly turned and pushed open the stall door, fleeing as if escaping.

 

Behind her, Shen Nanqing’s muffled laughter faintly followed.

 

Back in the practice room, Yu Xiaoman was the first to approach her.

 

“Huihui, where were you just now?”

 

Qiao Huihui’s heart was still pounding wildly. Faced with the question, she feigned calm. “Just in the restroom!”

 

“But…” Yu Xiaoman bit her lip. “I went looking for you earlier, and you weren’t there.”

 

Qiao Huihui: “Maybe I didn’t hear you?”

 

Afraid the other might press further, she quickly added, “I’m feeling much better now. Let’s keep practicing.”

 

Yu Xiaoman didn’t dwell on it and nodded, wrapping an arm around Qiao Huihui’s waist.

 

…………

 

Moonlight spilled silvery radiance across the ground, the lamplit shadows of trees swaying gently as the breeze lingered in tender embrace.

 

By the shadow of the dormitory building, two figures stood facing each other.

 

Qiao Huihui felt a little flustered. She stole a glance at the equally silent Shen Nanqing before her, unsure if the other’s emotions mirrored her own.

 

With the last barrier between them stripped away, their feelings were laid bare. Now alone together in this space, the air carried a subtle tension.

 

Amid the quiet, Shen Nanqing suddenly stepped closer.

 

Qiao Huihui startled back, her heartbeat drumming wildly as a flurry of wild thoughts raced through her mind.

 

Shen Nanqing chuckled softly, her expression oddly serious. “Let’s start practicing.”

 

“Okay.”

 

They had agreed earlier—tonight was for helping Qiao Huihui practice her dance. It seemed Shen Nanqing was truly focused on the task.

 

Though the moment she feared most hadn’t come to pass, Qiao Huihui felt an inexplicable pang of disappointment, as if an expectation had been left unfulfilled.

 

Realizing this, her face burned with a mix of embarrassment and frustration.

 

Under the moonlight, the two danced gracefully. Shen Nanqing’s arm slid around her waist, and after a flawless spin, she leaned close to whisper in Qiao Huihui’s ear, “Why are you blushing?”

 

Qiao Huihui stayed silent.

 

Another embrace followed, Shen Nanqing holding her from behind, her tone inscrutable. “Earlier, I saw.”

 

Leg lifted, turning—”That girl held you just like this.”

 

That girl? Qiao Huihui immediately thought of Yu Xiaoman.

 

As their movements intertwined, Qiao Huihui arched a brow. “Teacher Shen, were you spying on me?”

 

It almost sounded like she’d caught someone red-handed.

 

“No,” Shen Nanqing replied with a faint smile at the corner of her lips. “I just… made a few extra trips to the restroom.”

 

Qiao Huihui’s practice room was at the end of the hallway, where everyone on that floor would pass by on their way to the bathroom.

 

However, Shen Nanqing’s practice room was on a different floor—no matter how many detours she took, there was no reason for her to pass by Qiao Huihui’s room. Lowering her head, Qiao Huihui curled her lips slightly, choosing not to expose the lie.

 

Spin, sway the waist, kick…

 

Shen Nanqing already carried an alluring air of restraint, but now, with her deliberately exuding hormones, every step closer, every breath she took made Qiao Huihui’s heart tremble.

 

It felt like a lofty deity suddenly descending from her pedestal and planting a fiery kiss—impossible to resist.

 

Qiao Huihui swallowed hard, realizing she might not be able to handle Teacher Shen at full power.

 

They danced over and over, their gazes entwined with unspoken affection. Neither spoke, yet it was as if they had already said everything a thousand times.

 

Only when dawn approached did they part as if waking from a dream, walking back to the dormitory one after the other.

 

Upon opening the door, they found Xia Niao and Shu Bailian already awake, sitting on their beds and staring at them with knowing looks.

 

Qiao Huihui’s heart clenched, fearing they had noticed something.

 

The air hung silent for a few seconds.

 

Xia Niao burst into laughter. “Hahaha, I knew it! You two made up. That cold war was so childish.”

 

Qiao Huihui exhaled in relief, chiding herself for overestimating Xia Niao’s perceptiveness in this regard.

 

But then Shu Bailian clicked her tongue. “Tsk, the whole room reeks of something sour.”

 

Xia Niao tilted her head in confusion. “What sour smell?”

 

Qiao Huihui’s heart leaped again. Just as she was about to blurt out a denial—”It’s not me, I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense”—Shu Bailian casually turned away and nudged Xia Niao’s leg. “Hey, did you eat in bed again? It stinks.”

 

Xia Niao’s expression instantly darkened. She sat up indignantly. “Little White Lotus, say that again and see what happens!”

 

Shu Bailian smirked provocatively. “Little Chick, I’m talking about you.”

 

Xia Niao pounced with a snarl, eager for revenge, and a full-blown battle erupted.

 

Qiao Huihui and Shen Nanqing were long used to this—it was a daily occurrence in their dorm. At first, they’d tried to intervene, but now they simply ignored it.

 

After all, the outcome was always the same: Xia Niao would end up subdued, humiliated yet again.

 

Honestly, she was a fool—clearly no match for Shu Bailian, yet she fell for the same trick every time. Maybe it was a matter of pride.

 

With the crisis averted, Qiao Huihui and Shen Nanqing leisurely entered the room.

 

As she passed the lower bunk, Qiao Huihui gave Shu Bailian a puzzled glance, wondering why she had changed the subject at the last moment.

 

She was certain Shu Bailian had noticed something between her and Shen Nanqing.

 

But since she didn’t bring it up, Qiao Huihui wasn’t foolish enough to ask—what if she was just overthinking it?

 

Clutching at that sliver of hope, Qiao Huihui clung to her denial.

 

After breakfast, Qiao Huihui entered the practice room. Yu Xiaoman, who had been dancing, immediately stopped and ran over, staring at her with a strange look.

 

Qiao Huihui smiled. “What’s wrong?”

 

Yu Xiaoman’s face instantly turned red. She seemed somewhat shy, her movements awkward and hesitant. “Um, I…” She brought her hands from behind her back, revealing an exquisitely packaged box of chocolates.

 

“This is for you!” She finally mustered her courage, closing her eyes and shouting it out.

 

Qiao Huihui was startled. The usually soft-spoken girl suddenly raising her voice like this felt unfamiliar to her.

 

Still, she didn’t want to reject the kind gesture. After only a brief moment of hesitation, Qiao Huihui accepted the box of chocolates.

 

“Thank you, I really like it.”

 

Though she didn’t understand why Yu Xiaoman would suddenly give her a gift when it wasn’t any special occasion, seeing how the other girl’s arms were trembling with nervousness, Qiao Huihui decided not to ask.

 

Perhaps Yu Xiaoman simply thought they made good partners.

 

The girl’s eyes sparkled, her clear deer-like gaze bringing joy to anyone who saw it. Contrary to her striking beauty, her overall demeanor was cautious and gentle, like a little white rabbit.

 

Just like Li Huixin, she was an incredibly adorable girl…

 

Qiao Huihui smiled, placing the gift aside before saying, “Let’s start practicing.”

 

Their previous practice sessions hadn’t gone smoothly. Both seemed to have hit some roadblocks, making the entire dance feel like it was missing something. But after last night’s guidance from Shen Nanqing, Qiao Huihui had vaguely grasped some new ideas and couldn’t wait to try them out. She also hoped her own realizations might help Yu Xiaoman’s understanding.

 

She turned on the music nearby and assumed the opening dance position.

 

Her expression was perfect—like a gentleman extending an invitation, her eyes filled with deep, ocean-like affection.

 

These were all things Shen Nanqing had personally taught her last night.

 

Yu Xiaoman looked at the girl before her, momentarily dazed. She felt completely immersed in love. Though she knew it was just part of the performance, she couldn’t help feeling genuinely cherished…

 

When they finished the final dance move, they realized a crowd had gathered around them without their noticing.

 

Xia Niao led the applause, and soon the room was filled with clapping.

 

“That was perfect!”

 

Though the two had always danced well before, now that they poured genuine emotion into it, their performance became even more captivating, leaving the audience spellbound.

 

“Captain, how did you practice? You improved so much overnight!”

 

Being in the same practice room, their teammates naturally knew each other’s progress best. There had been no major breakthroughs yesterday, yet today they suddenly performed so brilliantly, making everyone curious about the reason behind it.

 

Xia Niao said, “Hard work and dedication. Huihui practiced all night yesterday.”

 

As roommates, no one questioned her words, which only amplified everyone’s amazement.

 

Imagine someone who’s smarter than you, more talented than you, and—most importantly—works harder than you.

 

These three qualities were enough to make anyone feel ashamed.

 

They couldn’t even muster jealousy, only deeper admiration.

 

Seeing the respect on everyone’s faces, Qiao Huihui blinked and said, “It’s not that exaggerated. I just practiced two extra hours each day.”

 

“That’s still amazing!” one teammate exclaimed.

 

For them, a full day of practice was exhausting enough to make them collapse into bed as soon as they returned to their dorm, wishing they never had to get up again. How could anyone find extra time to practice?

 

Amidst the chorus of admiration, Li Shan pushed open the door and waved at her.

 

Qiao Huihui paused for a moment before stepping out of the practice room.

 

“Sister Shanshan, is something the matter?”

 

Li Shan beamed brightly. “Good news—you’ve landed an advertisement shoot.”