Scheming and Seduction in Quick Transmigration: The Heroine's Beloved is Mine

After rehearsing again and again, Ke Guidu was truly exhausted and politely asked for a break.

"Teacher, why don't we take a break first?"

His senior colleague nodded.

Ke Guidu walked over to Wen Zhining, who was playing on her phone in the audience, and took off her coat.

She didn't even look up before reaching out and taking it.

He removed the blanket from her legs, and she covered him with his coat.

He then hummed happily and casually tossed the blanket onto the chair next to him.

"Didn't you say you didn't need my clothes?"

"Didn't you stuff it to me yourself?" She didn't even look up.

"That's why I kept trying to give it to you," he said. "I don't even know if the blankets the production team provides are clean, why should we give them to them?"

"Stop talking nonsense." She finally looked up, glanced around to make sure no one was listening before looking at him.

He stood in front of her, his tall figure bending down to meet her gaze because she was sitting.

"Go chat with those seniors, stop bothering me." She kicked his foot.

"Okay, then you sit here, I'll come back to you later."

"Mm." Wen Zhining patted his hand.

A pleased smile curved his eyes as he turned to chat with a senior member of the show.

They had just seen the news online, and the production team and guests were very understanding that he was a little late, and even felt sorry for this popular star.

Ke Guidu was very good at talking and immediately closed the distance between them. His smile was perfect and his speech was eloquent.

He quickly won the favor of many seniors who were unfamiliar with him.

Looking at the man with a fake smile, Wen Zhining couldn't help but smile as well.

He must have been cursing under his breath.

He seemed to hear her laughing at him, so he turned his head and looked directly in her direction.

I looked at her from across the stage and winked at her.

Wen Zhining blinked in response.

His barely suppressed smile rippled across the curve of his lips.

"Gui Du, I've taken notice of you." The senior's voice made him temporarily look away.

He touched his phone and realized it was in his pocket, but he had given it to Wen Zhining.

"My phone is with my agent. I'll go over there first, everyone," he said politely, bowing respectfully.

"Okay, okay," the senior said with a smile.

They continued chatting.

Ke Guidu walked towards Wen Zhining, squatted down in front of her, and looked up at her with bright eyes.

"Was that a wink at me just now, manager?"

"Yes." Wen Zhining's eyebrows curved into a smile.

Seeing the dimples on her cheeks, Ke Guidu tried hard to imitate her smile, hoping to grow one exactly like hers.

He reached out and gently poked her dimple. "Why don't I have dimples as pretty as yours?"

"Think of it this way: I have beautiful dimples, and you have a beautiful beauty mark under your eye." Wen Zhining touched the beauty mark under his eye.

"Um..." Suddenly, a staff member walked over.

Wen Zhining immediately withdrew her hand.

The man, who wanted to rub his fingertips in the same way she had touched him, opened his eyes.

"Teacher Ke, can we do a follow-up interview first?" the staff member asked.

Wen Zhining spoke up: "How about you tell the director to play one of his songs as background music?"

Ke Guidu remained squatting, reaching for his phone from the pocket of the clothes covering her legs.

As I touched her, I ended up touching her thigh.

Ke Guidu glanced up at the girl talking to the staff member and then slowly moved upwards.

Wen Zhining paused.

Seeing that she didn't say anything more, the staff member nodded, "Okay, Ms. Wen, I'll mention this to the director."

"Teacher Ke..." He looked at Ke Guidu, only to see him reach his hand under his clothes, and for a moment he didn't know how to react.

Ke Guidu took out his phone. "I finally found my phone. I'll follow back all my senior teachers first."

He tapped the phone a few times, finished setting it up, and handed it to Wen Zhining. "Let's go."

The staff then realized they had misunderstood and awkwardly lowered their heads to lead Ke Guidu to the back site.

He had just thought that Ke Guidu was touching Wen Zhining's leg through her clothes.

He had indeed misunderstood.

Putting aside the fact that the two have a very good relationship, how could they do such a thing? Just doing this right here, even with clothes to cover them, is still a bit blatant and arrogant.

His thoughts are still too filthy.

The staff member glanced apologetically at the man who followed behind.

Ke Guidu: "?"

Has his good looks really won over even men?

-

It was 11 p.m.

Ke Guidu looked somewhat tired.

After having lunch with him in the afternoon, Wen Zhining went to the rest room prepared by the production team to rest.

Not seeing her made Ke Guidu somewhat annoyed.

Each song lasts four to six minutes, and after the performance, there are always comments, one group after another.

Ke Guidu drew the last group.

He actually suspected that the production team did it on purpose because he had a large following and wanted to be the last group to be featured.

The more Ke Guidu thought about it, the more impatient he became.

This is only the third group so far.

His eyes darted around, and he walked straight up to the director. "Director, can I join the fourth group early?"

"This..." the director hesitated.

"I didn't get much rest yesterday, and then something else happened this morning. The longer I wait, the more worried I'll become that my body won't be able to handle it."

Ke Guidu spoke to him politely, saying, "I think my fans wouldn't want to see me faint; they would feel sorry for me."

"It won't affect me if I come early. Just have them edit the footage so that we're the last to appear."

The director said, "I was afraid that if you were to come early, fans would find out and ask us why we put you last, saying we were just trying to get more views."

Ke Guidu looked at him with a smile.

Aren't you just trying to get attention?

Seeing his reaction, the director smiled and said, "Alright, I'll arrange for you to be in the next group. Go on stage after they finish their performance. I'll go talk to the other teachers."

After saying that, the director immediately went to find the other people.

A thought crossed his mind: this popular celebrity is really not someone to mess with. He seems to be smiling, but why is he so intimidated by him?

The senior teachers and mentors all kindly agreed after hearing this.

Soon, the third group finished their performance.

"Teachers, it's your turn to go on stage." The staff member gestured to Ke Guidu and his companion.

Ke Guidu picked up the microphone and went on stage.

The senior artists present had to admit that Ke Guidu was truly talented, and his singing was very moving.

They were very impressed when they vaguely heard the a cappella singing during the rehearsal.

The younger generation is truly formidable.

Noticing that the other groups below were engrossed in his singing, Ke Guidu felt somewhat smug.

I'll go find Ningning after this and tell her about it.

……

Wen Zhining was still sleeping in the lounge when she vaguely felt someone gently biting her neck. She raised her hand and stroked the head.

After a while, I finally came to my senses and returned to reality.

"Ke Guidu." She opened her eyes. "Did I tell you to bite?"