Failed to Pretend to Be an Alpha and Got Marked by the Enemy (ABO, GL) - Chapter 93

Chapter 93

Ming Zhu matched Yu Jing’s genes very well. Her pheromone mark quickly calmed Yu Jing’s heat. That night, Yu Jing’s high fever went away.

Yu Jing and Xiao Yihuan left the medical room and returned to the dormitory.

The next day, an annoying wake-up bell woke Yu Jing again.

Yu Jing climbed out of bed first. She quickly washed and changed clothes. Within fifteen minutes, she ran downstairs to gather.

To train their stamina, Chen Chen and Ming Zhu supervised their morning run every day since they arrived at the base, no matter the weather. When Chen Chen saw Yu Jing, he walked over and asked, “Didn’t you have a fever? Why did you come down?”

Yu Jing stretched her body flexibly and said with a grin, “I’m already fine.”

“So fast?” Chen Chen reached to touch her forehead to check her temperature. Halfway, another hand stopped him. He turned and met Ming Zhu’s slightly cold gaze. Stunned, he awkwardly pulled his hand back.

Ming Zhu looked at Yu Jing. The coldness in her eyes faded. She said gently, “The sun is strong today. Rest by the side so you don’t get sick again.”

Yu Jing felt energetic and thought she was fine. She opened her mouth to speak.

“Ming Zhu is right,” Chen Chen interrupted her, agreeing. “You little sweet Omegas have delicate bodies. Getting sick isn’t small. Don’t run today.”

Did little sweet Omegas always have delicate bodies? Most Omegas were like that, but Yu Jing had an Alpha’s stubbornness and defiance inside. She didn’t agree with Chen Chen’s words. Still, she knew he meant no gender bias and cared for her. So, she didn’t argue and stood obediently to watch others run.

[Was Yu Jing sick yesterday? She looks so healthy. Did she wear makeup?]

[Who has time for makeup in fifteen minutes? She’s clearly bare-faced.]

[I must say, Yu Jing’s body is really strong. As an Omega, I take three to five days to recover from illness. I’m jealous.]

[Ming Zhu really favors Yu Jing. When Xiao Yihuan asked for leave, Ming Zhu gave no mercy. Yu Jing didn’t say anything, and Ming Zhu felt sorry for her.]

[Yesterday afternoon, Ming Zhu went to Yu Jing’s practice room. Hearing Yu Jing was sick, she left right away. She must have visited Yu Jing.]

[Did Brother Chen try to touch Yu Jing’s forehead just now, and Ming Zhu stopped him?]

[Ming Zhu: Nobody touches my wife.]

After the morning run, Yu Jing ate breakfast and returned to the practice room to rehearse with her teammates.

After seven days of hard practice, the trainees finally faced their first public performance stage.

To invite an audience to watch live, the program team remodeled the studio. They changed the original tiered stage into audience seats. The mentors’ seats stayed the same, but the trainees stood on both sides of the stage.

Spotlights swept along both sides of the stage. Before the trainees appeared, the five hundred audience members below burst into screams.

The entry order followed the last voting rank. When the host called “Yu Jing” first, Yu Jing, whispering with Xiao Yihuan, froze. She quickly composed her expression, lifted her skirt, and walked in from the passage.

“Ahhh, my daughter came out!”

“Wow, this is Chu Chu’s look!”

“Yu Jing, Yu Jing, Yu Jing—”

“Jingbao, keep going! Mommy loves you!”

The cheers shook her eardrums.

Yu Jing had never faced such a grand scene. The sound waves trapped her steps. She stopped by the audience seats. Her gaze passed through dazzling spotlights. Seeing many people holding support signs with her name, her heart trembled.

Were these… all her fans?

Yu Jing couldn’t quite believe it.

The fans with support signs noticed her gaze. They exchanged looks. Then, as if rehearsed, they raised their “Yu Jing” signs overhead and shouted together, “Yu Jing, fly bravely! Whales follow you forever!”

“Baby, keep going! We’ll walk the flower path with you!”

Yu Jing stared at these passionate, unfamiliar faces. For a moment, she didn’t know what to say. Her lips moved, murmuring, “Whales?”

“We’re all whales,” one fan, seeming like a leader, pointed at everyone and said excitedly. “Jingbao, keep going! We whales will always protect you!”

Yu Jing slowly realized “whales” sounded like her name reversed.

Was this a fan nickname they created?

Warmth and emotion surged in Yu Jing’s heart.

Was this really not a dream?

Her eyes grew hot and heavy. She pressed one hand to her chest, bowed ninety degrees to them, then stood straight. With her brightest smile, she faced them and said sincerely, “Thank you.”

These few whales present made her deeply feel her true value as an artist for the first time.

Before joining ‘Youth Training Camp’, Yu Jing already had over seven million Weibo followers. Compared to other trainees, she was somewhat famous. But she never thought she was much better than them. She knew exactly how those seven million followers came.

Because of her scandals and “hype” with Ming Zhu, because of false accusations, and her rare gene mutation from Alpha to Omega… Among those seven million followers, true fans and solo fans were few. Most followed her out of curiosity or to gossip.

She didn’t think gaining fans through buzz was shameful. But she knew fame was fleeting. Without strength and work, audiences would soon forget her. This was a key reason Yu Jing joined ‘Youth Training Camp’.

She didn’t want to live aimlessly forever. She didn’t want to scrape by with random gigs. She wanted to show everyone the skills she honed over years.

She wanted everyone to know she wasn’t just a face. She was a professional singer and dancer.

She had to work hard and not let them down, Yu Jing told herself silently.

Time was short. She couldn’t chat with each fan. Amid their cheers, Yu Jing walked steadily to the stage’s side and stood in place.

The next called to enter was Wu Dan Ni.

Wu Dan Ni had the largest fanbase among the trainees. As she appeared, her fans’ screams nearly tore the studio’s roof off.

Wu Dan Ni was used to being the center of attention. Unlike Yu Jing, who paused in shock, she waved to her fans and followed the host to the other side.

Standing in place, Wu Dan Ni raised her head and smiled brightly at Yu Jing across the stage.

Yu Jing tugged her lips and smiled back.

Other trainees entered one by one. Ten minutes later, the PK began.

Sixty trainees split into ten groups. They drew PK opponents by lot. The winning group earned extra votes, crucial for later individual voting.

Yu Jing’s group chose a soft song and dance. Their drawn opponent’s style was opposite—a dynamic, fiery dance. The six-person performance pushed the atmosphere to a climax.

Backstage, Yu Jing’s teammates grew uneasy.

Lingling said glumly, “They’re so in sync. Their timing is perfect. The audience probably prefers this kind of hot dance, right?”

Xiao Yihuan worried too. “Their mid-performance interaction with mentors and the audience was great. It feels like a big advantage.”

Chen Xiao, however, said confidently, “I think we can win. Yu Jing, what do you think?”

Yu Jing felt uncertain.

Rehearsals were separate and secret. Yu Jing only saw other groups’ strength today. The opponents were indeed strong. She didn’t dare promise too much but didn’t want to discourage her team. After thinking, she smiled and said, “Our song is the only traditional style. That’s our biggest advantage. So, don’t lose heart. Show our best state and fight!”

Her teammates shouted, “Fight!”

The opponents finished. It was their turn.

The stage lights dimmed. Only one spotlight remained, shining on a large upright drum.

A graceful figure glided silently onto the stage. Her jade feet stepped lightly on dry ice. She picked up a fan from the floor with her toes and tossed it upward—

The fan tilted and hit the drum’s surface.

“Boom—”

With a deep, powerful sound, white gauze rose. A delicate hand caught the fan as it fell from the drum. Her body spun lightly, long hair flying, revealing a clear, charming smile.

The fan opened. The stage curtain rose.

When the lights brightened, the audience gasped.

[Holy crap, Yu Jing’s glance back was stunning. She’s gorgeous in ancient costume. A fairy!]

[So lively. It’s like seeing Chu Chu herself.]

[I thought it was a mistake, but it was designed. That 180° high kick while standing—few can do it. Yu Jing was so steady, tossing the fan with her foot to hit the drum and catching it. One word: amazing!]

Yu Jing’s opening stunned everyone. The six-person ancient-style group dance then quieted the audience.

The song ‘Old Friend’s Farewell’ had a gentle melody, perfect for calm appreciation. Everyone sank into their graceful moves and beautiful voices, watching in a trance. Even live stream viewers forgot to type.

They sang steadily and beautifully. Their dance was pleasing. The audience was captivated, but something seemed missing.

Just as people thought the song felt flat, lacking a standout moment, the music hit the interlude.

Yu Jing, as Chu Chu, and Chen Xiao, as Chu Yao, stood center stage for a solo. The crowd went wild.

[Holy crap, how did Yu Jing do those high-difficulty moves?!]

[It’s like acrobatics, but so beautiful. That waist, those legs—oh, my nose is bleeding.]

[Is Yu Jing’s waist fake? How did she bend and twist like that?]

[This isn’t a fairy. She’s a goddess!]

[Her first stage ‘To the Sun’ was powerful. This is so soft. Ten years of dance—she’s too strong. Is there anything she can’t dance?]

[Honestly, Chen Xiao is a strong dancer too, but next to Yu Jing, she suddenly seems weak.]

[In dance, nobody beats Yu Jing. She’s the ceiling of all ‘Youth Training Camp’ seasons.]

[Stage queen Yu Jing! With this strength, if she doesn’t debut center, I’ll suspect the show’s rigged!]

The live audience went crazy. Little whales screamed until they lost their voices.

In the mentors’ seats, some showed primal excitement. Except for Ming Zhu, who gazed at the stage dreamily with her chin propped, the other five mentors couldn’t contain their thrill.

After the three-minute performance, Yu Jing led her teammates to stand in a row, waiting politely for feedback.

Ai Li said, “You six worked perfectly. Everyone showed their strengths to the max. Amazing. I can’t find flaws.”

Chen Ziyi said, “I don’t know much about dance. I asked Teacher Mi Ya. She said slow dances test breath control. You danced so beautifully and sang so steadily. Really great.”

Mi Ya said, “Yu Jing, I love you so much!”

A quiet gaze drifted from the side.

Yu Jing, wiping sweat, paused and glanced at Ming Zhu. She saw Ming Zhu looking at Mi Ya.

Mi Ya didn’t notice the odd gaze beside her. Holding the mic, she praised Yu Jing excitedly. “You amazed me again. You’re better than me. I suddenly feel unworthy to judge you. You danced so well! Your voice suits this song perfectly, with such charm. With your strength, you don’t need to compete. Who can beat you?”

Mi Ya, once a top girl group leader, gave such high praise. Yu Jing felt flattered. She bowed ninety degrees and said humbly, “Teacher, you’re much better than me. I’m just a small trainee.”

“Blue surpasses the master,” Ah Bing said briefly.

“No, no. Thank you, teachers,” Yu Jing said, bowing ninety degrees again.

When it was Chen Chen’s turn, he dropped his usual humor. He generously praised each of the six, then, with a bit of bias, added extra comments for Yu Jing and Xiao Yihuan. He gave them thumbs-up and said simply, “Great. Keep going!”

The six said together, “Thank you, Brother Chen.”

One mentor hadn’t spoken yet.

The camera turned to Ming Zhu. She seemed slow to react. She picked up the mic dully and asked the others, “Is it my turn?”

Chen Chen tapped the table. “You’re the last one. What are you spacing out for?”

“…” Ming Zhu snapped back. She picked up her notebook for comments, paused, then looked at the stage. Her calm face showed rare embarrassment. “Sorry, I forgot to write comments.”

Chen Chen leaned over to see her notebook. The open page was blank. He teased, “You’re the most serious of us six. You wrote a full page for the last group. How’d you forget this time?”

Ming Zhu glanced faintly at Chen Chen. Her gaze returned to the stage. Her amber eyes held a light smile. She looked ahead and said softly, “It was too beautiful. I watched and forgot to write.”

[You were dazzled by Yu Jing’s beauty, right?!]

[Yu Jing’s outfit was stunning. Her face and figure—wow.]

[Why didn’t Ming Zhu play Chu Yao? I really want to see her and Yu Jing solo that part.]

[If Ming Zhu and Yu Jing danced that, I bet Ming Zhu couldn’t handle it.]

[Ming Zhu didn’t even blink during this performance.]

Stage lights glared. Sweat slid down Yu Jing’s cheeks. She blinked, her face warm.

Not to be vain, but Yu Jing felt Ming Zhu’s “too beautiful” described her. She sensed Ming Zhu’s gaze, hot like fire, as if melting her.

It was Yu Jing’s first time in ancient costume. The program’s outfit was soft and light, ethereal, accentuating her waist. She recalled Ming Zhu visiting the practice room, hugging her, saying, “I came to see my Chu Chu.” Her heart, still racing, sped up. Her fingers tugged the gauze, meeting that gaze.

Do you like my outfit, Sister?

Ming Zhu caught the signal in her eyes and smiled.

Of course, I like it.

More than like—Ming Zhu was nearly dizzy from her beauty. She wanted to rush over and admire her up close. Her heart stirred.

But cameras rolled, and the audience watched. Ming Zhu suppressed her feelings. Her gaze reluctantly left Yu Jing. She composed herself, reviewed their performance, and gave serious feedback.

After both groups performed, voting opened onsite and online.

After a tense minute, voting closed. The host announced, “Congratulations to ‘Old Friend’s Farewell’ for winning!”

Yu Jing’s group hugged tightly. The six jumped and shouted with joy.

After all ten groups finished PK, the final solo voting began.

The host read trainees’ names from lowest to highest rank. After fifty-nine names, he teased the audience, “Who do you think is first?”

The live audience shouted one name in unison. The live stream’s comments flooded with the same name.

There was no suspense.

The host glanced at his card, lowered his voice, and said clearly, “Congratulations to first place—Yu, Jing!”