The Movie Queen's Demon Sect Leader [Transmigration] GL - Chapter 19
The costume designs from Jiang Yihan and Luo Xuange were handed over to the staff. Because their ancient-style outfits were different from others, some details required temporary modifications and production, so they had to remain in the venue to wait patiently.
Luo Xuange sat quietly to the side in the venue. From a distance, she seemed out of place amidst the competition, but those who observed her carefully could glimpse her transcendent and refined aura. In the distance, Meng Xiaomeng, dressed in an already designed outfit, walked to Luo Xuange’s side in a very low mood.
“Xuange…” Meng Xiaomeng sat down right next to Luo Xuange.
Luo Xuange then snapped back to attention, turning her head slightly to look at Meng Xiaomeng. After several days of getting along, Luo Xuange could roughly guess some of Meng Xiaomeng’s inner thoughts. Sensing Meng Xiaomeng’s low spirits at this moment, she, rarely, forced a smile and comforted Meng Xiaomeng: “Don’t worry, you’re great.”
“Sigh. Xuange, how are your clothes coming along?” Meng Xiaomeng no longer wanted to look at the clothes she was wearing. If she remembered correctly, every Lunar New Year when she followed her grandpa back to their old village, the aunties there would wear exactly these kinds of clothes, sitting under the trees, cracking melon seeds and chatting.
Luo Xuange had developed a negative attitude towards the competition. More accurately, she had developed a negative attitude towards this world after learning that a martial arts world once existed here but had vanished.
Meng Xiaomeng couldn’t understand Luo Xuange’s change, simply assuming she was also worried about the upcoming competition. So, she could only comfort Luo Xuange in her own way.
In response, Luo Xuange continued to smile faintly as usual, saying nothing.
An Ruoshui, who was watching the live stream, felt her heart skip a beat when she saw Luo Xuange’s faint smile: This fellow—her smile is a bit forced.
An Ruoshui felt a little worried for her. The competition was secondary; she was just afraid that Luo Xuange would get caught up in the competition ranking and not be able to pull herself out of it.
After a moment’s thought, An Ruoshui sent two messages to her older brother.
A while later, a message appeared in the live stream, stating that due to staff oversight causing some filming issues, the live broadcast needed to be paused for half an hour.
The contestants in the venue naturally also received this message. Meng Xiaomeng looked up in surprise, glancing around the venue: “Even a show invested in by Anshi can have problems on the spot?”
Her tone was filled with disbelief, demonstrating just what a legendary existence Anshi was in the entertainment industry.
Luo Xuange was about to say something, but Mu Ling waved at her from a distance. Luo Xuange hesitantly raised a finger to point at herself, as if asking: Are you calling me?
Seeing Mu Ling nod, Luo Xuange said to Meng Xiaomeng beside her: “I’ll be gone for a bit, I’ll be back soon.”
“Mm-hmm.” Meng Xiaomeng was still in a low mood, so she didn’t cling to Luo Xuange and ask more questions as she usually would.
Luo Xuange jogged to Mu Ling’s side, her eyes concealing confusion, but her voice casually asked: “Is there something you need me for?”
Mu Ling pulled out a new phone and handed it to Luo Xuange: “I received a notice that someone will be calling you in a bit.”
“Oh…” Luo Xuange’s listless demeanor was truly unlikable, yet Mu Ling dared not be careless. The CEO personally ordered the live broadcast to be paused for half an hour, and the purpose was to let Luo Xuange answer a phone call. This… she couldn’t help but re-examine Luo Xuange.
After Luo Xuange took the phone, Mu Ling led her to a lounge where no camera equipment was placed.
Luo Xuange sat on the soft sofa, the phone in her hand still silent. Getting a little impatient, she got up to pour herself a glass of water. Just as she was about to drink, the phone placed beside her rang.
Although there was no caller ID, Luo Xuange remembered that number, or rather, the original owner remembered that number.
Connecting the call, Luo Xuange shed her previous negativity, her tone now gently warm: “Aren’t you filming? Why are you suddenly calling me?”
“How did you know it was me?” An Ruoshui was surprised. Besides her brother, no one else could have known that she was the one who would call Luo Xuange. So how did Luo Xuange know?
Luo Xuange chuckled: “I remember your phone number.”
An Ruoshui was silent for a few seconds, then dropped the topic.
“I watched your competition live today, and your mood didn’t seem very good. Did something happen?” An Ruoshui hid her underlying concern, asking as if very casually.
Luo Xuange hesitated. How should she answer? She couldn’t possibly tell An Ruoshui, “There’s no martial arts world in this world anymore, I can’t find the meaning of my existence here, so I’m very sad and in a bad mood”?
“Is it inconvenient to say?” An Ruoshui’s tone finally carried a hint of worry.
The anxious and worried tone, asking extremely caring words, made Sect Leader Luo’s little heart skip a beat as if it had been stimulated.
To prevent the person who cared about her from worrying, Luo Xuange instantly shed her previous negativity, her voice carrying a hint of joy: “It’s not inconvenient to say; there’s simply nothing wrong. It’s probably related to a dream I had a few days ago.”
“Did you have a very scary nightmare?” An Ruoshui’s concern eased slightly when she heard it wasn’t a difficult problem.
Luo Xuange shook her head repeatedly, then suddenly remembered she was on the phone and her shaking head wouldn’t be seen by the other party. So she collected her thoughts and spoke with an extremely lonely and mournful tone: “I dreamed of a romantic martial arts world. In my dream, I was a free-spirited martial artist. I had peerless martial arts, profound internal energy that others could only dream of, and the Gu worms I carefully nurtured, and the terrifying martial arts sect passed down from my ancestors. I loved all of this, but when I woke up, this world had none of it. I’m just a small actress, this world has no martial arts world, no internal energy or qinggong, no Gu poison or disguises. Few people even understand all eighteen kinds of martial arts. Perhaps it’s the obsession from the dream that’s affecting me.”
“…”
An Ruoshui fell silent. Although Luo Xuange’s image in her mind had always been carefree, hearing Luo Xuange’s tone now, she didn’t believe Luo Xuange was joking. Perhaps Luo Xuange secretly harbored a wuxia dream. Just like how she had always wanted to be an actress, and only after she won the title of Movie Queen did it all feel real.
If one day, she suddenly discovered that all of this was just a dream, and in the real world there were no actors, and no one knew what acting was, at that point, she would probably also be very sad, perhaps even collapse.
She didn’t know how to comfort Luo Xuange, and she certainly couldn’t directly tell Luo Xuange: “There was never a martial arts world in this world, you should let go of that obsession.” Such words would undoubtedly be another blow to Luo Xuange.
Luo Xuange saw that An Ruoshui hadn’t responded for a long time. She also didn’t want to affect An Ruoshui’s mood because of herself. So Luo Xuange quickly reined in her inner bitterness, and her joyful laughter reached An Ruoshui’s ears.
“Hehe, it was just a dream anyway. I don’t care anymore, but I’m really happy you called me,” Luo Xuange said truthfully: “After you left, I thought about you often. But the competition is closed, and I couldn’t contact you.”
Luo Xuange’s naive words reached An Ruoshui’s ears and entered her heart.
Since An Ruoshui left that day, the number of times she watched Luo Xuange’s live stream increased daily. Even when she had free time on set, no matter how tired she was, she would first open the live stream, find Luo Xuange’s figure, and only then would she sit down and rest properly.
Luo Xuange’s words stirred a ripple in An Ruoshui’s heart. She slowly reached out and pressed her hand over her heart; her heartbeat seemed to quicken.
“Are you still listening?” Luo Xuange waited for a long time without a reply. She asked uncertainly.
An Ruoshui vaguely heard Luo Xuange asking her something and subconsciously asked back: “Why would you think of me?”
“Eh?” Sect Leader Luo was stunned. Her not-so-high emotional intelligence brain quickly worked, finally chuckling foolishly: “Because we’re friends.”
An Ruoshui’s eyes dimmed with these words. A surge of anger suddenly arose from somewhere: “Right! We’re friends.”
“Mm-hmm, we’re good friends,” Sect Leader Luo dutifully echoed.
Then she heard An Ruoshui’s deep, suppressed voice: “Yes, friends. Time’s almost up, I’m hanging up now.”
“Bye—” Beep…
Luo Xuange hadn’t even finished the word “bye” when she heard the dial tone, indicating the call had ended. Looking at the black screen of her phone, she scratched her head in extreme confusion: “What’s wrong with that woman now? So inexplicable!”
Author’s Note:
sigh, Sect Leader~ Please be a little more aware!
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