Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

Chapter Ch112.1 - Not Allowed To Misbehave

Chapter Ch112.1 - Not Allowed To Misbehave

translator: xiin

editors: apricot & juurensha

The one who’d led the way was Jingyi’s captain Zuo Botang. His expression was serious and cautious. “Little Witch is in this room...”

The door opened as he spoke.

Crack.

The Jingyi captain seemed to hear the sound of his world views breaking apart.

White Moonlight’s rookie and A-level trainee of the Crosson Show was curled up on the sofa with reddened eyes. His coat was tossed to the ground, and his training clothing was lifted up, his exposed waist blocked by a man’s back––

Zuo Botang took two stumbling steps back and bumped into Red who was just trying to look inside.

Red stuck his head in, and his soul instantly went flying. His brain was full of, oh crap, oh crap, Mao Qiukui was done for, he was done for! Fortunately, his high level training from Floating City allowed him to respond super fast. Red abruptly plunged back into the crowd behind him and stopped Caesar with the courage of a mammoth.

Caesar: “Ah?”

In the corridor, Red, Caesar, and Ming Yao collapsed like dominoes due to this emergency stop, and the half-drunk Ming Yao struggled and flailed. “Captain, help me, someone is pressing down on me.”

Wu Jin jumped up in a flash and covered his head.

Wei Shi looked back calmly and gave Zuo Botang an aloof greeting with a tilt of his head.

Zuo Botang let out a sigh of relief.

It turned out that it was someone they knew, Contestant Wei from the Crosson Show...

Wait a minute! Even if it was Contestant Wei, just, just now, they’d––

Red coughed from behind him as Caesar finally managed to squeeze into the room, “Holy shit, Contestant Wei is here too?!”

Zuo Botang opened his mouth, then watched as Wei Shi expressionlessly bent to pick up Wu Jin’s wrinkled coat, the action appearing especially ambiguous beneath the lights.

Wei Shi held Wu Jin’s coat as he nodded to Caesar.

Caesar laughed loudly and slapped his thigh, “What a coincidence! Come, come, brother, let’s chug one down!”

Wei Shi skillfully helped Wu Jin put on his coat. Wu Jin finally came back to his senses and shrunk down into his collar, making his sleeves swing left and right.

Zuo Botang simply couldn’t watch on anymore. He turned and tried to give Caesar a hint or two, but the man was happily pouring drinks and even handed the cup over to Wei Shi.

Wei Shi directly tossed back a full glass.

Caesar gave him a big thumbs up. “Awesome!” He immediately saw Contestant Wei in a different light and leaned over enthusiastically, “Hey, Little Witch, you two&#k2026; what were you doing in the room just now?”

Ming Yao, who’d drunk so much his head felt swollen, snorted and said vaguely, “A private-a private room. What could they be doing here? Hehe.”

Wu Jin: “......”

Wei Shi: “Discussing the match.”

Red hurriedly echoed him and tried to smooth things out, “Ye-yeah. I also wanted to talk to Little Witch about the competition just––now––” His gaze met Wei Shi’s, and he immediately stopped talking.

Caesar shook his head. “Little Witch, how can you discuss the competition in the middle of the night? It’s harmful to our feelings! Come, come, you and Contestant Wei should both have a drink!”

Caesar quickly poured out two glasses of alcohol and stuffed them into their hands. The whisky was sour, with white bubbles, and the lemon and egg white mixture hid the smell of the alcohol. Wei Shi shook his glass, and Wu Jin, whose thoughts still hadn’t turned the corner and caught up, clinked glasses with him––the big boss drank it all down in one go.

Wu Jin was licking at his drink with his little kitten tongue, and burped after licking up all the egg white. After drinking Baileys milk all night, Wu Jin couldn’t take the sour liquor. When Wei Shi reached out, Wu Jin didn’t think twice about offering up his glass. The man once again expressionlessly drank it for him.

“......” Zuo Botang almost had to press his own eyes back into their sockets. From behind him, Red was anxiously attempting to change the topic, but this Jingyi captain couldn’t help but think about his original accidental elimination in the Lovers Card instance.

It was exactly this kind of blinding tacit understanding.

So, why did the haters say that the Jingyi tacit understanding had come from them sleeping together?? It was clear that everyone was the same––no wait, it was clear that only the Scarf CP was like that––

For the second half of this celebratory night, Zuo Botang managed to perfectly maintain his elegant surface demeanor despite his broken world views. Sometime in the night, he only tried to vaguely remind Caesar that Contestant Wei was ‘overly’ familiar with this night scene and could even manage to book a private room at Sharp Blue.

Caesar laughed loudly, his big, fan-like hand patting Captain Zuo on the shoulder, “You don’t understand.”

“Those who play around in the night scene all go to the booths or scattered tables. Book a private room? Nobody comes to chat them up, and they can’t even start playing. Only newbies would book this kind of thing. Oh, or, they book it to make it easier to make a move on their target...”

Caesar: “But look, there’s nobody around Contestant Wei! I already said, this bar doesn’t even have a single girl! Hey! It’s so uninteresting!”

Zuo Botang: “.....”

And then, after midnight arrived, Ming Yao began to wake up slightly, laughing foolishly as he wandered in circles around his captain. Zuo Botang immediately had no more attention to spare for the others.

At the end of the night, two pre-ordered luxury suspension cars stopped at the entrance to Sharp Blue. There were pink balloons at the front and back of the vehicles that spelled out, “Happy Birthday, Captain!”

Zuo Botang led Ming Yao into one car, and the remaining four automatically piled into the other one.

There was a small stretch of space between the club and the parking lot. The nightclub’s exterior lighting was limited, and it was dark enough that Wu Jin couldn’t see his own fingers. He narrowed his eyes, stretching out his hand to hold hands with the big boss in the dark.

The man’s fingers were long, and his hands were dry and strong. When they passed by any obstacles, he would lightly support Wu Jin’s shoulder and arm––the youth relaxed and turned when he was told, moved when he was poked, and walked smoothly all the way over, consciously following the big boss and able to walk around even with his eyes closed.

All the way until they reached the suspension car.

Caesar adhered to his nature as a kindergarten graduate and quickly snatched a seat in the front row. Red quickly took over the shotgun seat, and Wu Jin and the big boss sat together in the back row.

The suspension car drove automatically, and they could see Floating City’s post-midnight night scene outside the window. Because there were others present, Wu Jin felt like a child secretly falling in love in front of his parents. It was quite different from the big boss––

The man bowed his head, then picked up the little paws that Wu Jin had washed clean, tugging them over to play with.

Wu Jin: “!!!” Nervous!!

The fog swirled outside the window, and the cold wind with traces of moisture came in through a crack in the window. Wei Shi expressionlessly warmed Wu Jin’s chilled right hand, then signaled for him to switch paws.

Wu Jin saw that Caesar was pasted up against the glass and hadn’t moved his gaze, so he happily passed over his left hand and scratched lightly at the big boss’s palm.

Caesar suddenly turned around, “Hey, Little Witch, do we still have a team meeting tonight––”

Wu Jin trembled and tried to withdraw his hand in a fluster, but Wei Shi narrowed his eyes and held on tight.

Red quickly turned off the lights in the car.

“It’s changed-changed to tomorrow!” Wu Jin stuttered.

Caesar made an ‘oh’ sound and turned around again. Wu Jin pursed his lips and deliberately refrained from looking at the big boss beside him. The man’s callused fingers felt like brands that moved silently over his palm.

Red coughed, “Caesar, you’re drunk. Sleep for a while, sleep for a while!”

Caesar’s eyes were wide, “How could I be drunk?”

Red quickly diverted Caesar’s attention by telling him the joke he’d learned only yesterday. In the back seat, Wu Jin was bullied until his breathing became soft and fast, turning into a constantly quivering cotton ball.

Red: “Once upon a time, there was a little tiger that said to a trainee, don’t hit me, I’ll help you qualify. And then, and then hahahaha...”

When Wei Shi gestured for Wu Jin to lean over, Wu Jin hesitatingly shifted over slightly, then ended up caught by the big boss as he inhaled a breath full of milk flavored rabbit cotton.

Caesar was excited, “And then, and then what!”

Red: “Then, the trainee still caught the little tiger, because a talking tiger is still a rare thing, hahahaha!”

Caesar: “Holy shit, hahahaha!”

In the front row, the two of them laughed themselves into hunched over balls, and in the back seat, the big boss spread his arms and tightly embraced Wu Jin. The suspension car accelerated abruptly when it rose up to the predetermined height, and Wei Shi was unperturbed as he weathered the turbulence and continued to inhale the rabbit.

Red: “Once upon a time, there was an ordinary trainee...”

Caesar: “My god, hahahahaha!”

Wei Shi slowly slid his fingers into a gap in the youth’s small curls. The fluffy curls that stuck out like scattered pines were originally a mess from the cat ears, but at this time, they were gentle and soft and were soon happily pacified. Wei Shi bowed his head and twined two fingers around Wu Jin’s chin inside the dark interior of the car.

Their light breaths intermingled.

There was a moment when Wu Jin almost wanted to lean up for a kiss. His teammate was in the front seat, but the alcohol released his inhibitions in the dark. It seemed that any taboo could be crossed, and his blood even boiled with excitement at the idea of crossing the line.

In the front seat.

Red: “There was once a little tiger...”

Caesar had laughed so much he was short on breath, “Red, Red, haha, hoho, hehe, hey, how come it feels like I’ve heard this one before!”

Red laughed so hard he was shaking like a sieve. “Ah, yes, it seems that I told this one just now! Doesn’t matter hahahahaha...”

Wei Shi licked his lips briefly.

The strong smell of alcohol didn’t damage the man’s sexiness at all, and even made Wu Jin want to get closer, mesmerized. Vodka, rum, and gin mixed together to create a layered scent, and as long as he got closer, even just a little bit, and their lips and teeth could meet, he would be able to suck in a little bit of the other party’s burning soul.

Wu Jin raised his neck, his narrowed eyes bright and clear from the alcohol.

Red: “Once upon a time...”

Wu Jin stretched his head up and opened wide to gnaw at the big boss––

Caesar suddenly turned back, “What’s that sound?”

Wei Shi pressed the youth who was now as stiff as a salted dried fish into his arms, “Little Witch. He’s drunk and sleepy.”

Caesar immediately criticized, “Little Witch really can’t drink! When we get back, your brother will take you out to practice a few times...”

xiin: i find it so funny that Captain Zuo is the first to figure it out and yet he kinda just gives up and stays quiet because ... Wei Shi.