After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returns as a Goddess - Chapter 430

After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returns as a Goddess
Chapter 430 – Everyone’s lost their minds (2)

Translator : Virichime
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“I give up,” Dahei slumped back in his chair, utterly defeated. “I was almost twenty when I joined the club, and I still lost to a twelve-year-old girl.”

He crouched in the corner, drawing circles in despair.

“Don’t be sad,” the president comforted. “You can’t compare yourself to her. She’s not even human.”

Si Fuqing: “…”

She was literally sitting right there.

“So Xiao Lu, you’re asking me and Jin Shang to support your trainee?” Qing Huan frowned. “Aren’t guest appearances arranged by the production team?”

She honestly hadn’t paid any attention to <Youth>, the talent show.

The first time she even heard about it was when Si Fuqing’s bare-faced photos went viral—curious, she clicked the trending topic, saw the nickname Daxia’s Divine Beauty, but hadn’t watched a single episode.

Jin Shang was surprised. “A live performance? That’s a big stage.”

“Yeah, I got invited,” Si Fuqing said, taking a sip of cola. “They invited Ming Wenxian. Don’t know if you’ve heard of her.”

Although the Shenyin Studio had done plenty of voice work for TV dramas, they mostly focused on ACG (anime/game) projects, so they weren’t too connected to the entertainment industry.

Even some of the biggest celebrities weren’t known to everyone—Ming Wenxian was far from that level.

Dahei was shocked again. “What the—Ming Wenxian?! Why her?!”

“I’ve heard of her, even met her once,” the president said, his expression turning cold. “We bumped into her at an event once. She tried to hit on Jin Shang.”

Si Fuqing’s smile faded. “What happened?”

The blush faded from Jin Shang’s face. He glanced at Qing Huan before shaking his head slightly. “I’m fine. The Daxia branch of Oracle is well-secured. They even sent bodyguards to escort me to the airport. She didn’t get the chance.”

“That’s what happens when you’re too handsome,” Dahei slapped his thigh. “See, she’d never look twice at me.”

Si Fuqing gave him a complicated look. “…You really don’t need to have that kind of self-awareness.”

“So, if you’re inviting me and Jin Shang, what about Ming Wenxian?” Qing Huan asked worriedly. “She’s got a big sponsor behind her and acts all high and mighty in the entertainment world. I’ve heard she slapped and yelled at a few younger actors.”

“What can she do? Suppress me?” Si Fuqing chuckled lazily. “I’d actually welcome that—it’d be fun to play around a bit.”

“Well, since you said so, I’ll help. But I want Xie Yu’s autograph,” Qing Huan said, holding up one finger, “and a photo with him.”

Si Fuqing immediately sold him out. “No problem.”

“I just took on a new project,” Qing Huan continued with a sigh of relief. “I’m looking for a male voice. Jin Shang’s tone is too cold, not a good fit. Good thing you showed up.”

Their Xiao Lu (Si Fuqing’s nickname) really was amazing—she could voice both male and female roles.

“Alright,” Si Fuqing agreed easily. “Send me the script when it’s ready.”

The president said quietly, “Xiao Lu, now that you’re back, I wonder what kind of storm you’ll stir up this time.”

“So, please don’t expose my real identity,” Si Fuqing leaned back in her chair. “I’m already too busy to handle any more offers.”

Voice actors usually stayed behind the scenes anyway and she preferred it that way.

“Alright then, it’s rare to see you all together. Let’s stop talking about work,” Dahei said cheerfully. “Let’s drink!”

“I’ll pass,” Si Fuqing said politely. “I don’t drink. I get terrible when I’m drunk—cola’s fine.”

“You shouldn’t drink either,” the president said, setting a carton of Wangzai milk in front of her. “You’re only eighteen, remember? Drink milk.”

Si Fuqing rested her chin on her hand and smiled sweetly. “President, do you believe I can use your voice right now to make it sound like you’re announcing you’ll run through the streets and do a strip dance?”

The president: “…”

That’s basically streaking!

He silently took back the Wangzai milk, stuck a straw in it, and started drinking it himself.

**

At that same time, at the <Youth> training base—

Ming Wenxian arrived at Dance Studio 2.

It was completely empty.

She turned to the staff beside her, her voice cold. “Where are they?”

“Miss Ming, Xie Yu and the others were taken out by Mentor Si,” the staff member said, wiping sweat nervously. “They won’t be back before nine tonight.”

“Not here?” Ming Wenxian removed her sunglasses, the corners of her red lips curling. “The performance is in two days. Just two days! And she takes them out instead of practicing here? What kind of mentor is this ‘Si’ woman supposed to be?”

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