Chapter 54: You Must Exercise More In The Future

In the "eager anticipation of the crowd", Ruan Jinghong reluctantly approached Director Wen. She watched as Director Wen pinned a palm-sized badge of a little character on the most conspicuous spot of her left collar.

The little character held a chicken leg in one hand and a bun in the other, both with a bite taken out of them. Its cheeks were bulging, and a white cloth was wrapped around the head with the words "Eating is Justice" written on it!

Ruan Jinghong lowered her head and looked at the "honor badge" on her lapel, which epitomized the term "foodie" with her life, and couldn't laugh or cry: Who came up with this?

Wen Duoduo personally attached the badge to Ruan Jinghong, as if afraid it might not be securely fastened, and even gave it a pat.

"Let's congratulate Ruan Jinghong together. We hope that in the upcoming program recording, you will continue to leverage your own strengths, showcasing your unique style and achieving a high level in eating!"

Great, the audience had already started laughing.

Fortunately, Director Wen did not ask her to give an acceptance speech for this "honor," because…

As Director Wen pressed a button on the remote control in her hand, the large screen placed opposite the guest seats suddenly lit up, and Ruan Jinghong's "Foodie Special" began flashing on the screen like a PowerPoint presentation.

It almost included all the footage of Ruan Jinghong eating, from her Vlog episode to the present moment.

During group breakfasts, paired tasks, and secret missions where she secretly ate props, her expression of enjoyment remained constant in the face of various types of food.

The program even had a playful touch, compiling a thirteen-second montage of her biting food. For a full thirteen seconds, Ruan Jinghong's mouth never closed in the footage.

Above the screen, four golden special effects characters kept flashing: "Moment of Glory!"

Ruan Jinghong felt like digging a hole and hiding in it on the spot.

She wanted to cry but had no tears: I just sneaked a few extra bites during the show. Did it have to be turned into such a public execution?

Forced to stand in the center of the crowd and admire her "glorious moment," Ruan Jinghong finally escaped from the excruciating award ceremony and hurried back to her seat as if running for her life.

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Seeing Ruan Jinghong return with a less enthusiastic expression, Wen Jin proactively handed her favorite skewer of meat.

"Don't be upset. How about another skewer?" Her voice couldn't hide a stifled chuckle.

Ruan Jinghong bit her lip and made a rare decision to ignore Wen Jin for a minute.

If I'm not mistaken, the person who seemed to be the happiest among the guests just now was Teacher Wen. This is too much!

Ruan Jinghong's "ignoring" of Wen Jin didn't last long because the next person to take the stage to receive an honor was Wen Jin.

Wen Duoduo presented Wen Jin with the "Genius Strategist and Multitalented Star Award," and the majority of the footage displayed on the big screen showcased moments from yesterday's murder mystery game where she demonstrated her outstanding intelligence.

Ruan Jinghong watched the screen and couldn't help but feel bitter.

Look at Teacher Wen's shining moments, so positive! And then look at mine...

Is Director Wen upset with me? Could it be because I ate too much and caused stress for the production team's catering?

The other four guests also received their respective awards. Jin Ziyi received the "Inquisitive and Knowledgeable Award," Huo Yitong received the "Master of Stir-Frying, Sautéing, and Deep-Frying Award," while Yin Xiang and Zhong Manyun jointly received the "Mutual Help and Love with Genuine Feelings Award."

It seems that everyone, except Ruan Jinghong, received normal honors.

After this round of awards, Ruan Jinghong suddenly felt that the grilled meat in her hand was no longer appetizing.

She looked at the skewers of meat and shrimp she had personally grilled earlier, and then glanced at the small desserts that had been set aside specifically for her. The hand she had just reached out with quickly pulled back.

Forget it, let's consider tonight a dieting night. I'll prove through practical actions that the badge awarded to me by Director Wen is not worthy of its name. Hmph.

Watching the other two groups enjoying their food with relish, Ruan Jinghong swallowed a mouthful of saliva and once again firmly declined the food offered by Wen Jin.

Ziyi has already eaten seven skewers, while I've only had five. Clearly, the "Delicious Appetite Award' would have been more suitable for Ziyi.

Ruan Jinghong, who was silently muttering in her mind, was caught off guard when Director Wen called her name.

"Ruan Jinghong, you finished eating so quickly. Are you planning to perform for us in advance?" Director Wen said with a warm smile.

Ruan Jinghong: ?

When did I say I wanted to perform for everyone?

Director Wen gently reminded her, "Don't you still owe us a cha-cha dance? How are the preparations going, including our esteemed actress, Wen?"

Ruan Jinghong had rehearsed the dance with Wen Jin for two evenings, so she should be fine with the routine.

She looked up at Wen Jin beside her, who wiped her lips with a tissue and nodded slightly in her direction.

Wen Jin took off her coat and placed it on the seat. She stood up, holding Ruan Jinghong's hand. As she felt the slight tremor in Ruan Jinghong's palm, she whispered comforting words in her ear.

"Don't be afraid. Just relax and dance as we prepared before. When it comes to dancing, no one in the room is more professional than you. So even if there are any mistakes, it's okay."

Ruan Jinghong took a deep breath to boost her confidence and whispered back to Wen Jin, "I'm not afraid. I won't let you down, Teacher Wen."

Although Ruan Jinghong was the more professional dancer, she couldn't help but worry that she hadn't done well enough and had let down Wen Jin, who had voluntarily rehearsed with her in her room for two consecutive evenings.

Wen Jin smiled and ruffled her hair. "You're not embarrassing me, I am proud of you."

The BGM has switched to the cha-cha dance melody. Watching the two people in the audience seat who were still engrossed with each other, Director Wen couldn't help but cough and spoke into the microphone.

"Now, please welcome Wen Jin and Ruan Jinghong as they present their cha-cha dance performance, 'Night of Roses.' Let's give them a round of applause!"

This really feels like a middle school event. That was Ruan Jinghong's final rant before going onstage.

However, soon she didn't have the mental space to think about anything else.

The same dance, rehearsed in their room, was quite different when performed in front of everyone.

The dance itself was already passionate, and performing it by the bonfire intensified the sensation, making her feel like she was in a dreamy haze.

But the biggest difference here was... Wen Jin.

If during the previous rehearsals, Ruan Jinghong was mostly the one taking the lead, or at least it appeared so.

Now, with her mind completely blank, Ruan Jinghong was almost entirely controlled by Wen Jin, following her every desired move.

Ruan Jinghong had rehearsed this dance many times, and her body had already developed muscle memory.

But under Wen Jin's guidance, all of that muscle memory transformed into silent coordination.

Ruan Jinghong felt like a cloud in Wen Jin's hands, allowing her to shape and mold her into anything that pleased her.

In the span of three minutes, Ruan Jinghong's body seemed to float in the air, moving from Wen Jin's palm to her arms, to her embrace, gliding and weaving seamlessly without pause.

As the last note of the music faded away, Ruan Jinghong finally found a brief moment of rest within Wen Jin's embrace.

The applause from the audience was enthusiastic, with genuine appreciation filling seven parts of the fervor.

Wen Jin allowed Ruan Jinghong to lean against her, feeling the added weight on her arms, but she didn't mind at all.

She lowered her head and praised Ruan Jinghong in a whisper, "You have no idea how amazing you were just now. I meant it when I said I'm proud of you."

Ruan Jinghong felt relieved to receive praise from Wen Jin, and a sense of ease finally washed over her.

 Ruan Jinghong tried to lift herself up and stand properly with the support of Wen Jin's arm, but she realized that all her strength had been drained away the moment the music ended.

Instead of getting up from Wen Jin's embrace, her motion caused her to sink even deeper into it.

I'm done for, in public, my body went weak.

Wen Duoduo, who had been watching with excitement and shipping the CP, also noticed that something was wrong and approached to inquire about Ruan Jinghong's condition.

Seeing another person added to the situation while nestled in Wen Jin's arms, Ruan Jinghong felt an intensified sense of embarrassment.

Ruan Jinghong wished she could immediately get off the stage, but her body gave her the complete opposite feedback.

Sensing Ruan Jinghong's embarrassment, Wen Jin stopped Wen Duoduo's inquiries and wrapped one arm around Ruan Jinghong's shoulders while lifting her bent leg, carrying her back to their seats.

A faint "ah" sound could be heard from the crowd, but it was unclear who made the sound.

With her eyes closed and hands covering her ears, Ruan Jinghong tried to console herself, thinking that it's better to endure a short-lived embarrassment. Thankfully, there weren't too many camera angles focused on the audience.

She sat in her seat for a full minute before recovering, facing the concerned gaze of Wen Duo Duo, Jin Ziyi, and others nearby, and awkwardly explained.

"I'm fine. I think I might have just experienced a momentary lack of oxygen while dancing by the bonfire. As you can see, I'm fine now, right?"

Jin Ziyi was quite puzzled: Can you really get so severely oxygen-deprived from dancing for just three minutes?

Wen Jin followed up on Ruan Jinghong's explanation, saying, "The bonfire was burning quite strongly, and it burned up all the surrounding oxygen."

Ruan Jinghong looked at Wen Jin with grateful eyes, but before she could fully express her gratitude, Wen Jin changed the topic.

"However, having such a soft and weak body after just three minutes is unacceptable. You must exercise more in the future."

Ruan Jinghong: ...

What do you mean by saying "soft and weak after just three minutes"? Are you really here to help me out?

I became so strange just now, and you had something to do with it too. Dancing is just dancing, why did you have to attack my critical point?

Ruan Jinghong didn't watch the second half of the first episode, so she naturally didn't know that Wen Jin was criticized by her own fans for being a "dancing expert pretending to be a novice."

It wasn't until the dance was over that she finally realized the problem belatedly.

"Teacher Wen, you're actually really skilled at dancing, aren't you? So when you said you couldn't do it before, were you just deceiving me?"

Wen Jin: …

So you didn't know it before?

I thought you already knew about it last night, that's why I didn't act. Did I miscalculate again this time?

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