Genius Trainee: My Husband Isn't Human - Chapter 14

Zhang Leyan burst out laughing upon hearing this and said, “Diwu Lingquan, the president of the street dance club! He’s quite famous at school. He usually handles all the school’s celebration activities, and his street dancing is especially good—he’s well-known in the circle. How could you not know him?”

The peacock strutted over amidst the screaming and adoration of the female students, whistled at Luo Jingcha and said, “Having him apologize is fine, but I have one condition.”

Luo Jingcha: “What condition?”

The peacock said, “Aren’t you a trainee at Shuyu Media? How about we have a fair dance battle? If you beat me, I’ll make Wei Shen apologize to her and pay her medical expenses. But if you lose, you have to drop out of school and terminate your contract with your company, and never touch any entertainment industry work again. How about it?”

After hearing this, Luo Jingcha looked up at the sky and laughed, saying, “The sky is so blue, but why does your brain have holes in it?”

As soon as she said this, the female students watching the excitement immediately got upset. “If you’re going to talk, just talk. Why are you cursing people?”

“Exactly, exactly! Is Young Master Quan someone you can just insult?”

“Apologize to Young Master Quan!”

“Right! Apologize to Young Master Quan!”

Luo Jingcha: “……”

She really wanted to curse, when they were being bullied just now, no one came out to say a word. Now it was great—she had only mocked this peacock once and they were making a big deal out of it?

The peacock raised his hand, and the group of sparrows immediately shut up.

The peacock said smugly, “If today’s matter ends here, then forget about the dance battle. Otherwise, you know the consequences.”

Luo Jingcha knew well that female students were the most troublesome to provoke. There was still a bunch of demons and monsters in the class waiting for her to subdue, and if this group of girls were really incited by this peacock, would she still be able to live peacefully in the future?

Moreover, Zhang Leyan was injured because of her. If she didn’t get justice for her, it would be too unfriendly.

She said, “I can accept the dance battle, but aren’t your demands a bit excessive? Apologizing is what he should do anyway, but if I lose, I have to drop out and quit the industry. Don’t you think you’re being very hypocritical?”

Diwu Lingquan hadn’t expected Luo Jingcha to actually dare to accept the challenge. He had originally wanted to scare her into backing down, since no trainee would be willing to bet their future. This Luo Jingcha didn’t seem as timid as the rumors suggested.

He said, “Then what do you think would be fair?”

Luo Jingcha curved her lips, “If I win, besides making him apologize, whenever anyone from your street dance club encounters me, Luo Jingcha, they have to call me ‘Great-Aunt’ and crawl on the ground barking like dogs three times. Do you dare agree to that?”

When she said this, Diwu Lingquan’s lips stiffened slightly, and he sneered, “You really have quite the attitude!”

Luo Jingcha nodded, “Mm, I didn’t brush my teeth when I got up today.”

With the street dance club’s honor at stake, Diwu Lingquan hesitated, but Wei Shen said, “Young Master Quan, I believe in you. At worst, we’ll all bark like dogs with you!”

Diwu Lingquan got annoyed upon hearing this and slapped him on the head, “Bark my ass! If it weren’t for you, you troublemaker, causing problems everywhere, would I need to waste so many words with a trainee!”

After scolding Wei Shen, he turned to Luo Jingcha and said, “Then it’s settled. Considering you’re injured, I won’t take advantage of you. I’ll give you a month to recover. One month from now at 8 PM, let’s meet at Chen Zhen Dance Studio!”

The peacock left with a group of twittering birds. Luo Jingcha slowly clenched her fists. Did she really have to dance? But…

Zhang Leyan seemed to see her dilemma and thought for a moment before saying, “Chacha, don’t be afraid. If you’re not confident, let’s not have this dance battle. I’ll go apologize to Senior Diwu. He’s not that petty—he won’t really make you drop out and quit the industry.”

Luo Jingcha shook her head, “I’m not afraid of losing, I just…”

Just afraid to dance again.

Luo Jingcha’s eyes dimmed slightly for a moment, but immediately brightened up again. She said to Zhang Leyan, “It’s fine. There’s still a month, right? We’ll see when the time comes.”

By now, most people had dispersed, but the basketball team members were still standing to the side. She said to Lin Shuo, “Thank you, seniors, for standing up for me just now.”

Lin Shuo made a “hey” sound and said, “Boss, what are you saying? Standing up for the boss is what we should do, right?”

“Hm?”

Luo Jingcha tilted her head, not understanding, “Senior, you helped me act just now, so why are you still calling me boss now?”

Lin Shuo scratched his head, “You are our boss…”

Luo Jingcha looked incredulous. “When did I become your boss?”

Lin Shuo: “You’ve always been our boss!”

“Boss, you don’t want to acknowledge us anymore?” The team members behind him seemed anxious upon hearing this, and tears slowly welled up in their eyes.

Luo Jingcha: “……”

Strange things happen every year, but this year there are especially many. Was someone trying to mess with her? How did she suddenly gain a group of burly younger brothers?

Just then, the class bell rang. Luo Jingcha grabbed Zhang Leyan and ran quickly. “Thank you all for today, but I’m in a hurry now. I’ll buy you soft drinks next time!”

The art class only had two periods in the afternoon. After class, everyone went back to their companies for training. Luo Jingcha took Zhang Leyan to the infirmary to treat her wound.

Xiao Luo suddenly woke up on the way.

When Luo Jingcha asked her what happened, she just said she didn’t know—she had somehow fallen into a deep sleep last night. She had wanted to ask what happened last night, but now it seemed there was no way to verify it.

“By the way, I have something to tell you.” Luo Jingcha thought for a moment and told her about what had just happened.

After hearing this, Xiao Luo looked as if being struck by lightning and shouted loudly, “What?! You, you, you—you made a bet with Diwu Lingquan to have a dance battle in a month, and if you lose, you’ll drop out and quit the industry? Are you crazy?!”

Xiao Luo’s surprised voice almost exploded her head. Luo Jingcha couldn’t help but pick her ears, “I don’t usually hear you speak so loudly.”

But Xiao Luo ignored her and started muttering in her head. “Drop out and quit the industry, drop out and quit the industry, drop out and quit the industry…”

As she spoke, she suddenly burst into tears with a “wah” sound, “Do you have a grudge against me? What kind of person is Diwu Lingquan? A big shot in the street dance world, someone who won third place in the national street dance competition. You’re going to battle him in dance? Boo hoo hoo—”

She cried so hard at the end that she couldn’t speak clearly.

Luo Jingcha broke out in a cold sweat, “Is he really that impressive…”

“It’s not you who has to drop out and quit the industry, so of course you don’t care! Boo hoo hoo—”

“……”

Xiao Luo kept crying in her head, crying until her brain hurt, so she had to say, “Alright, alright, stop crying. Do you really think I’ll definitely lose?”

“How’s your dancing?” Xiao Luo sniffled and asked.

Luo Jingcha thought for a while and said, “Should be okay.”

After all, she hadn’t danced for seven years.

Upon hearing her tone, Xiao Luo’s mouth drooped again.

Luo Jingcha rolled her eyes and quickly said, “Alright, alright, stop crying, great aunt! Am I really that unreliable? I promise I won’t let you drop out and quit the industry. Is that okay?”

“Really?” Xiao Luo whimpered twice.

“Really.” Luo Jingcha said wearily.

Only after getting Luo Jingcha’s guarantee did Xiao Luo gradually calm down, but still feeling uneasy, she quickly urged Luo Jingcha to go to the company to practice dancing.

She told Luo Jingcha that the company’s trainees were divided into five levels: A, B, C, D, and F. A-level had the best resources and independent practice rooms for self-practice, but the lower levels had to squeeze several or even dozens of people into one classroom to practice.

Xiao Luo had always been A-level at the company, so she wasn’t worried about not having a place to practice.

But when Luo Jingcha changed clothes and walked into the practice room, she found that almost every classroom had quite a few people. When she walked in, she couldn’t even see the mirror. Was this the treatment for A-class?