Chapter 120

The Golden Haired Doggy's pink lips exhaled increasingly hot and dense breaths. Her eyes were slightly narrowed, glistening with moisture. But as the person on the bed opened her eyes and met her gaze, her heart seemed to be suddenly pulled, all her feelings were sublimated, and her mind went blank.

In an instant, all extraneous thoughts vanished into the white expanse, and the gates of a new world burst open like a flood. Sacred songs echoed in my ears, and St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican appeared before my eyes. Golden rain was falling from the sky, like the feathers of angels.

The ultimate beauty, the ultimate joy, the ultimate comfort...

Xie Qingxuan's eyes reddened, and tears welled up. Like a helpless, silly dog, she buried her head in her owner's arms, her head falling into the lantern, indulging in the soft fragrance.

Chu Yuanqing looked bewildered, completely unaware of what had happened. She groggily stroked the Golden Haired Doggy's head, glanced at the radiant sunlight filtering through the window onto the virtual system, and murmured:

"Is it time for training? Did I oversleep?"

After the girl finished speaking, her delicate nose wrinkled slightly. She smelled a sweet and sour scent like apples in the air. Just as she was about to ask a question, she noticed that the dog lying in her arms was trembling involuntarily, its calves shaking as if in spasms. Something seemed wrong.

Chu Yuanqing's attention was successfully diverted. She quickly overcame her drowsiness and sat up immediately. Not noticing the unusual fragrance on her right hand, she asked with some concern:

"Qingxuan, didn't you go into the massage pod yesterday? Did you get a leg cramp?"

As Chu Yuanqing spoke, she tried to massage Xie Qingxuan's calves, but Xie Qingxuan buried his face in her chest, his rapid, warm breath swirling in the fabric, tickling the soft flesh not covered by her undergarments, causing her just-woke-up face to flush red.

"... Qingxuan?"

Chu Yuanqing said, puzzled, vaguely realizing that something was wrong.

The Golden Haired Doggy showed no intention of answering. Her mind wavered, her eyelashes trembled, and joyful tears fell. Her previously rapid breathing turned into a long, soothing sigh, and her long, white, shapely legs drooped limply, looking exceptionally tempting and sinful.

Chu Yuanqing silently moved Xie Qingxuan's face away from her chest, and then pulled out the pendant from inside.

The girl looked at the lantern, which was faintly lit and moving without wind, angrily accusing the enemy. It looked just like a teacher being tattled on. She listened and nodded, her expression greatly shocked. Her face flushed red, and after shaking her head vigorously for a while, she felt that her mind was in complete chaos.

Oh, so it wasn't a leg cramp after all, but this?

Something's not right. I've been touching him for so long and he still hasn't woken up? If he's any slower, he'll have been left there!

Chu Yuanqing suddenly patted his cheeks, all sleepiness gone.

Pinch Mommy's hand, but that's still not right. The most crucial question is, why did Qingxuan take the initiative to use my hand... to do this and that?

Chu Yuanqing was terrified. She felt like an honest office worker who woke up at home to find a naked minor lying next to her bed, a kind of beauty that suggested she hadn't done anything wrong but was already guilty of a terrible crime.

Oh no, did she really turn Qingxuan gay?

As her thoughts drifted, the Lantern Pendant swayed slightly, and the Witch's senses were activated.

Chu Yuanqing's perspective shifted, and the golden arc in her pupils flickered as she glanced at the Golden Haired Doggy in her arms. She noticed an excessive amount of magic power, in the form of mist, burning and evaporating deep within its soul.

"This is... a magic addiction caused by magic poisoning?"

Chu Yuanqing suddenly realized the truth, and his mood went from hell to heaven, overjoyed.

Yes, she knows she's perfectly normal!

There's no reason why someone as well-behaved, obedient, and sensible as Xie Qingxuan could be turned gay!

That's absolutely right! The root of all this evil is <Flash Dance>! It's all that wretched red-eyed rabbit's fault! It's all because of the Goddess Skirt in Qingxuan's hand!

At this time,

Xie Qingxuan regained her senses in a daze. She vaguely felt the dampness of her undergarments, her thoughts in disarray as she pursed her lips. But when she looked up, she met Chu Yuanqing's gaze and immediately realized that she had done something wrong.

The girl blinked her round eyes, like a dog afraid of its owner's anger, obediently stood up, sat upright, and quietly awaited her punishment without saying a word.

Chu Yuanqing didn't mean to blame the other party. She carefully considered her words and asked in a low, earnest voice:

"Qingxuan, have you been seeing any hallucinations or having any strange dreams lately?"

Hallucinations, and even the erosion of the mind in the form of dreams, are phenomena that occur after being poisoned by magic.

Xie Qingxuan answered honestly:

"I did have a dream, but I can't remember it after waking up. If I had to recall something, it was something like <Guernica>, and... <The Rose of Eragabalus>."

Chu Yuanqing's expression faltered slightly.

Guernica is a giant oil painting by Picasso. It uses a symbolic approach full of tragic color to represent the disasters that war brings to mankind. The keynote of the painting is a heavy black, white and gray color scheme, like a hell on earth.

"The Rose of Eragabalus" is based on the infamous Roman emperor Eragabalus, who held a grand banquet and, at the height of the festivities, opened the nets filled with rose petals from the roof, flooding his courtiers and guests with a vibrant sea of flowers.

The emperor watched as people were crushed by rose petals, struggling desperately yet slowly approaching death, his eyes mesmerized by the beautiful yet cruel scene.

Chu Yuanqing's eyes glazed over for a moment, then he shook his head and didn't think about it anymore.

Although the image of these two oil paintings in the dream is indeed not a good omen, it is probably just because Xie Qingxuan has been exposed to art since childhood, coupled with her somewhat obsessive personality and excessive pressure.

It seems that Qingxuan did this because of magic poisoning. Let's find an opportunity today to help absorb the excess magic.

As for now...

Chu Yuanqing patted the Golden Haired Doggy's head, decided to pretend he hadn't noticed anything, said he was going to train it, and left the bedroom, considerately heading to another bathroom.

Xie Qingxuan looked at the closed door, then lowered her gaze to the slightly damp fabric between her legs, and fell into an unprecedented state of confusion.

Although she was very naive and so clueless that she couldn't even comfort herself, she had at least taken a sex education class and quickly realized what was happening.

"So... all along, I've harbored those kinds of feelings for Xiao Qing?"

Xie Qingxuan murmured to herself. She hadn't thought much about it, only that kissing Chu Yuanqing would be very comfortable, and she also wanted to get closer to him. But the blissful experience opened the door to a new world, declaring that this thought had already involved sexual fantasies.

In other words, she's a gold digger, and a gold digger who's fallen for Chu Yuanqing.

That's why I want to get close to the other person.

That's why she felt disappointed and jealous when she realized that Little Sakura had the upper hand.

That's why she didn't care at all about being forcibly kissed for six minutes, and even felt joy in it.

But when she truly realized her own feelings, she became hesitant, apprehensive, and even afraid.

If Xiao Qing doesn't like him, but simply enjoys kissing and wants to maintain their current pure relationship.

If I show obvious love and attachment, will the other person see it as a burden, like the kind of "feminist" behavior mentioned online?

And, is it really possible for her to fall in love with someone?

Xie Qingxuan's thoughts were in disarray.

From birth, she was like a machine programmed with instructions and goals. In the endless spinning of that top, she had no time to think. She didn't know what she wanted, what her favorite foods were, or what her daily hobbies and relaxation habits were.

Xie Qingxuan's life is empty. Talent, appearance, money, social recognition, and fan affection are all like ethereal and light embellishments to her. Even if they were all removed, they would not cause her to waver in Meditation State slightest.

This is the reason for her obsession.

If she doesn't destroy her older sister, who has been covered by the character "Yu" since birth, she will find no meaning in life and will only dig out a pitch-black void.

This seemingly ridiculous reason—not for money or profit—is precisely the source of her motivation to hone herself.

Now, the meaning of life seems to have taken on a new interpretation.

If she truly loved Chu Yuanqing that much, then naturally she could experience happiness and warmth through his very existence in this world.

Can...

That won't work.

Xie Qingxuan was terrified; she could fail countless times on the path of destroying her sister's dreams.

Because each failure only fueled her hatred and jealousy, it drove her to tirelessly get up and continue on this path.

This process is meaningful; she can find a reason to live within it.

However, if this is applied to a specific person, the situation is quite different.

The simplest difference is that they can't accept failure.

Even if you hate someone and are hit harder, you may not lose your fighting spirit.

Sometimes, loving someone only requires being ignored to feel depressed, and being directly abandoned will shatter the emotions you place on that person.

Xie Qingxuan couldn't find an answer. She couldn't break off her relationship with Chu Yuanqing, but she also didn't dare to kiss him as inappropriately as before.

So, the remaining training days...

Chu Yuanqing clearly noticed that Xie Qingxuan was starting to become distant.

She no longer watched herself soften, no longer let herself blow-dry her hair, no longer told bedtime stories, no longer snuggled into bed to sleep together, no longer hugged her waist and demanded the promised kiss, as if she had returned to the time when the two first met.

Chu Yuanqing had no other thoughts about this, only a pleasant surprise that this child was indeed not a neodymium copper, and had even become more mature and independent.

Xie Qingxuan endured it very hard.

Every time I purse my lips, I remember the feeling of being kissed, and my mouth unconsciously produces saliva.

Every night before bed, I toss and turn, longing for that person's beautiful voice and thinking about the Fairy Tale Book I hadn't finished reading.

Every time I blow-dry my hair, I can hear the gentle murmurs of someone caring for me, and the warm touch of their fingertips brushing through my hair.

Every time I touch fruits and vegetables while taking a bath, I recall the feeling of them being kneaded, and I reach out my guilty little hand to myself while lying in the bathtub.

This kind of voluntary abstinence is as difficult as drug addiction. It requires strong willpower to suppress and forcibly control one's words and actions through Meditation State. Every day, one's emotions are on a tightrope, as if they will fall and collapse at any moment.

During this period, she occasionally needed to activate [Flow State] to assist her will.

The choreographer seemed oblivious to their strange behavior and continued to enjoy her meal.

As time passed, and the three of them had thoroughly mastered <ACUTE> and were confident in presenting it on stage, the agreed-upon day of the PK arrived on time.

In the dressing rooms on either side behind the stage, the two teams displayed their unique styles.

Kiriwake Yayoi was applying lipstick to her lips, Tang Liuli was tying her hair into pigtails, and Chu Wangshu was skillfully tying her hair into a cute bun in front of the mirror. Everyone's spirits were full of anticipation, with a sense of eagerness and anticipation.

On the other side, Xie Qingxuan and Ji Shuzhu remained silent, pretending to be experts.

Chu Yuanqing wouldn't deliberately hold back; instead, she would give her all on stage, drawing on the results of her recent training. It was on this foundation that she was agonizing over the outcome of the upcoming match.

If they win, Qingxuan wants Liuli as her teammate, while Xiao Shu is the teammate she wants.

The former was driven by the team's interests, while the latter stemmed from her personal desires.

Although Ji Shuzhu had no objection, and the two voted to each other, it was not in line with her principles to prioritize personal desires over the interests of the team.

Therefore, Chu Yuanqing never mentioned her wish to her teammates.

After all, Little Sakura was able to ask the staff for the location of her practice room, even after arriving in the A1 area, she could use the same method to find out where her Little Cotton-padded Jacket's dorm was, and visit her whenever she had a spare moment, it was just a bit of a hassle.

Dream Weaver Rabbit watched this scene, her crimson eyes narrowed slightly, anticipating what kind of wonderful chemical reaction this team's PK would unleash.

Chu Yuanqing's team consisted of three artificial lanterns: [Mobius Ring], [Goddess Skirt], and [Polar Beauty], while Kiriwake Yayoi's team had two artificial lanterns: [Rose Covenant] and [Moon Wing].

In other words, apart from Chen Yining's [Immortal Garden], all the Magical Girl trainees with lanterns in the Sea Capital Division will officially face off in this PK.

Although the former had one more Witch candidate carrying a lantern than the latter, the key to victory did not lie in the number of artificial lanterns, but in whose [Flow State] state could create a miracle first.

Therefore, who will break out, who will progress, who will evolve, and who will embrace victory are all fascinating unknowns in the realm of idealism. This is precisely the unpredictable, unknowable stage of fate that even Super AI cannot fathom!

The Dream Weaver Rabbit clapped its hands in celebration, opened its arms, and laughed excitedly, saying:

"How can such a significant stage be witnessed by only this few people?"

The words had barely left his mouth.

Live Broadcast Room popped up on the official website of <FlashDance>.

Live Broadcast Room interfaces appeared on various social media platforms across the country, attracting millions of viewers in just one minute and flooding the live stream with a torrent of comments.

Meanwhile, the teams making their first appearance were all walking out of the dressing room and stepping onto the stage that was about to be bathed in light!

Volume 1: Chapter 122. White Album, Twisted, Lifelong Regret. (5K words, please give me some criticism)

In the live broadcast,

Chu Yuanqing's face, as if bestowed by the Creator, was the first thing that caught my eye.

The girl walked slowly through the glowing corridor. Her slender figure was wrapped in a pure white ballet tutu, the layers of tulle on the skirt swaying with her steps, dreamlike, ethereal, and dreamlike, perfectly interpreting the romanticism of ballet tutus.

Xie Qingxuan and Ji Shuzhu both wore dresses in different color schemes, creating distinct personal styles. The former exuded a powerful aura, like a tyrant slowly ascending the throne, while the latter was as calm and serene as water, resembling a cool yet lonely dancer.

These three teen idols, each with their own distinct style, stepped onto the stage, bathed in the lights, like twinkling stars reflecting each other, and stood firmly in the center of the stage.

In the next instant, the Virtual Reality System, based on the background of the dance, the positions of the three people, and the atmosphere and style of the song, used light and shadow to create a triangular stage layout. The illusory interior of the church appeared, and the dome transformed into Stained Glass, from which golden sunlight shone.

Chu Yuanqing stood at the top of the equilateral triangular stage, with a pure white marble statue behind him and a solemn and elegant 18th-century pipe organ. Pink roses surrounded the church and occasionally drifted down from the dome.

This scene, taken together, is sacred and solemn, seemingly symbolizing the wedding vows.

The girl glanced at the illusory object that was so close to reality. Her profile was bathed in the sunlight, and her clear eyes were tinged with golden light. Her skirt was flowing and pure, and her exposed ankles were clean. She was like an apostle sent by God to earth in the Middle Ages, beautiful and untouched by the filth of the world.

The Yuan Xiao Festival Live Broadcast Room arrived on the scene immediately.

"Wow, the moment I walked in, all I saw was my Qing Bao's stunningly beautiful face! I was totally blown away!!"