Top Chinese celebrity: Debuted from Running Man

Chapter 228 Boss Ning Jing

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In the surveillance footage, the first female celebrity was wearing brown high heels, a sleek white pencil skirt, and a blue shawl. Her makeup was bright and she exuded confidence, each step she took resounding.

"This...this can't be...Ning Jing, can it?"

Teacher He's voice was slightly stuttering, clearly indicating that he was still wary of this "difficult" older sister.

My "wonderful" performance on "Divas Hit the Road" not long ago is still fresh in my mind.

“It’s definitely Sister Ning Jing. It makes sense that she went first.” Gu Qing nodded, her tone certain.

"Oh? How so?" Teacher He turned his head to look at him curiously.

Gu Qing looked serious, her eyes clear, "Because... in the tranquil summer, the sky is dotted with stars..."

Teacher He: “…”

"Pfft——!"

The next second, Teacher He couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter, almost choking on his own breath. "Little brother, can you stop telling lame jokes with that serious face of yours?"

Outside the tin-roofed house, on the red carpet.

"What were you thinking, production team? Choosing such a lousy place!"

Ning Jing shielded her eyes from the glaring sunlight with her hand while her high heels clicked loudly, complaining mercilessly.

She walked to the tin shack door, pushed it open with a hint of disdain, and poked half her head in.

—The scene inside the house came into view:
A long table covered with a white cloth stretched across the center, with chairs placed on both sides. The table and the corners were piled with brightly colored and vibrant flowers.

"Wow! This setup...who's going to have their wedding here?"

Ning Jing's吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical comments) remained unabated. She straightened her back and walked into the room, her eyes immediately drawn to the notice board set up by the production team:
Welcome to "Up Idol," sponsored by OPPO. Please choose your seat based on your popularity.

The chairs on both sides are even more ingeniously chosen:
On one side is the "Popular Team" throne, which looks soft and comfortable.
On the other side are bare, cold, metal benches that are "annoying" for the team.

"Tsk, they're doing this again."

Ning Jing glanced at it only once before walking to the center of the "Popular Team" without hesitation, sitting down in a relaxed manner, exuding a queen-like aura.

Time ticked by, and Ning Jing sat there listlessly.

A delicate female voice drifted from outside the iron gate: "Huh? Is this a red carpet?"

Upon hearing the sound, Ning Jing got up with a hint of curiosity, went to the door, and peeked out through a crack.

Then, she pursed her lips, a hint of disdain in her eyes, and shook her head, muttering to herself, "'Don't know him.'"

She then calmly returned to her center position, seemingly unconcerned about the interpretations her actions might elicit after the show aired.

The second female celebrity pushed open the door and entered.

It's Zhang Hanyun, who was once all the rage with her "Sweet and Sour" song. She's wearing a floral dress, and her baby face is still sweet and lovely, with a touch of girl-next-door innocence.

"Ning... Sister Ning Jing!"

Upon entering, Zhang Hanyun bumped into Ning Jing, who was sitting confidently in the center position. She became visibly nervous, and her voice sounded a bit restrained.

"Hello."

Ning Jing gave a standard, distant, fake smile and casually waved her arm. "Now, you have to make a choice: are you going to sit on the annoying team over there, or... sit with me on the popular team?"

His tone was relaxed, yet carried an invisible pressure.

"Uh……"

Zhang Hanyun's little brain was working at lightning speed, her eyes darting back and forth between the two chairs.

If she were the first one to come in, she would definitely humbly choose the "annoying team".

But now, Ning Jing, this senior with a strong presence, has firmly secured the center position in the "popularity team".

If she were to join the "annoying team" again, wouldn't it seem like she's deliberately sabotaging things, acting pretentious and manipulative?
"Sister Ning Jing,"

She made up her mind instantly, a sweet smile spreading across her face. She took small steps to Ning Jing's side and sat down close beside her. "I'll sit with you for a while," she said.

"You sit where you want, what does it have to do with me?"

Ning Jing rolled her eyes inwardly, but maintained her fake smile on her face.

Subsequently,

Zhang Hanyun tried hard to find topics to introduce herself, but the nervousness lingered, and she could only keep fanning herself with her hand to try to ease the awkwardness.

"Drink some water."

Seeing the girl's 'cute' actions, Ning Jing glanced at her and suddenly spoke, her tone flat and indifferent.

"Oh...oh okay!"

Zhang Hanyun seemed to have been struck by a pressure point; her hand, which had been fanning her, froze instantly. She hurriedly reached for the bottle cap on the table, her movements somewhat awkward.

The air seemed to freeze, and the awkwardness level skyrocketed.

"It's over, it's over..."

Inside the RV, Teacher He felt a chill run down his spine. "Only two people have arrived, and the atmosphere has already turned this cold? There are eight more coming! Ten women huddled together..."

He simply couldn't imagine what kind of hellish scene it would be.

"So Yoko has been suffering like this all along?"

Gu Qingguang watched as his fingers nearly tore through the leather sofa he was sitting on.

Just at this suffocating moment of despair, the third female guest's van arrived!
A pair of black stilettos, easily fifteen centimeters high, landed first, followed by a gorgeous, almost exaggerated pink floor-length gown—she certainly had the aura of a goddess, but unfortunately, the cool factor only lasted three seconds! "Oops!"

The person had only taken two steps onto the red carpet when they stumbled and fell hard onto it.

She reacted with lightning speed, scrambling to her feet. Without even bothering to straighten her skirt, she immediately flashed her signature bright smile at the camera and blew several exaggerated kisses:
"Dear friends who are watching! I love you all!!"

That hearty, carefree laughter instantly shattered the silence outside the venue; it was unique and unparalleled.

"Oh my goodness! It's her!"

"Is Sister Na a goddess? She's more like a lunatic."

Inside the car, Teacher He and Gu Qing simultaneously let out a wail, their tone shifting from anticipation to shattered dreams in perfect sync.

But you know what,

When this "crazy woman" Xie pushed open the door of the tin shack, her cheerful and carefree spirit, radiating sunshine, was like a powerful icebreaker, instantly shattering the awkward silence inside!

"Nana! It's you~~~"

When Ning Jing saw a familiar face, her eyes lit up instantly. She was so surprised that her voice even picked up a long-lost trill, and the fake smile on her face was tinged with genuine warmth for the first time.

"Sister Na, it's been a long time." Zhang Hanyun's voice was filled with relief and joy, as if she had seen a lifeline.

Xie was about to go over and hug her when Ning Jing's eyes lit up, a hint of anticipation in her gaze, and she once again posed that "life-or-death question":
"Nana, we can hug later."

She pointed to the chairs on both sides, "Now, you have to make a choice first, do you want to sit on our popular team's side? Or... sit on the annoying team's side?"

The air seemed to freeze for a moment. Zhang Hanyun's heart leaped into her throat.

Hearing this,

Xie was taken aback for a moment, but quickly recovered and said, "Everyone should know that I have popularity, right?"

"Therefore, I'm choosing the Annoying Team!"

'Hahaha."

Ning Jing laughed heartily, clapping her hands repeatedly: "Nana, you're amazing!"

Xie Na successfully triggered a laugh, and then went over to hug Ning Jing.

Ning Jing patted her back happily.

Xie Na, however, did not forget to make use of her "specialty" of "bringing up the most sensitive topic".
"Hey, Sister Jing~ Didn't you say you'd never participate in reality shows again?"

"I didn't say that!"

Ning Jing immediately retorted, a hint of annoyance at being exposed, but her face was full of smiles. She raised her chin and pointed in a vague direction, "That's what someone else said!"

"The 'other person' that Sister Jing mentioned seems to be my friend."

Inside the car, Gu Qing couldn't help but laugh as he watched Ning Jing's rare display of frustration and forced composure.

The "myth" left behind by "Divas Hit the Road" seems to be continuing in another way.

With Xie Na as the "treasure" and "glue" in the room, the atmosphere became completely lively, and there was no longer a trace of awkward silence.

Teacher He seized the opportunity, picked up the microphone, and a strange voice, altered by a voice changer, suddenly rang out over the loudspeaker:

"Thank you—na—"

The sudden roll call startled Xie, who was about to sit down on the infuriating metal chair, causing him to spring back to his feet like a spring: "Huh? W-what's wrong?"

She instinctively stood at attention, looking innocent and bewildered, as if asking, "What did I do wrong again?"

"This is 'Up Idol'..." The voice on the radio carried a hint of skepticism, "'Are you sure... you've really come to the right show?'"

"You've come to the right place."

Xie's voice was noticeably weak, lacking confidence, and his eyes were unfocused.

"So what do you think...?"

Gu Qing suppressed a laugh, leaned closer to the microphone, and imitated a strange, altered voice, "'Which idol from 'Up Idol' are you?'"

This question is truly a soul-searching one.

Ning Jing and Zhang Hanyun watched her with great interest, wondering how she would explain herself.

Xie hesitated for half a second, her big eyes darting around, and then she spoke in an extremely serious yet self-righteous tone:

“I am…I am the ‘Here Comes’ from the idol group.”

"'puff--!'"

"'Hahaha!'"

"Oh my god, is this even possible?"

Inside the surveillance vehicle, Teacher He and Gu Qing burst out laughing instantly.

Inside the tin shack, Ning Jing collapsed onto the table laughing, her shoulders swaying.

Even Zhang Hanyun, who had been trying hard to maintain a sweet image, completely lost it, clutching her stomach and laughing so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

The Sun Goddess's ability to control the situation and her high emotional intelligence were on full display at this moment.

Then an announcement came over the loudspeaker that the fourth female artist was about to appear.

The three of them all looked outside.

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(P.S.: Two more chapters to go)
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