Snow-Kissed Rose (GL) Chapter 88.1

Song Yingshi and Huai Xu turned around simultaneously. The audience below couldn't tell if their gazes met, only seeing Song Yingshi raise a hand to sweep her hair back as Huai Xu moved toward the next glass panel.

The two arrived at the next glass panel, appearing to face each other from the audience's point of view. But in reality, their positions were staggered—one in front and one behind—so they weren't truly looking at each other. From the camera's view, the curves of their bodies formed a woman's half-opened lips, soft yet flexible.

Under the audience's gaze, they pushed their chests forward and raised their hips, settling into a semi-squatting posture. With a light tap of their toes, they sprung back up, then "caressed" each other's body through the glass, their fingers agile, lively, and subtly provocative in their movements.

While dancing, Song Yingshi and Huai Xu took turns singing. Song Yingshi's voice was clear and bright, while Huai Xu's was full and deep, a contrast that complemented each other perfectly.

[You call this singing and dancing?! They're practically making love on stage!!!]

[Glass, go away!]

[Ahhhh!!!! I'm shipping them so hard!!!!]

[Hehe… Hehe… Hehehe…]

Below the stage, Jing Xuan had been continuously shouting "Ahhh," "Oohh," "Hehehe," and "Oh my god" ever since Song Yingshi and Huai Xu became connected at the first glass panel. Yet, even though her throat was smoking, she simply couldn't stop shouting.

Jing Xuan's situation wasn't unique. Many others below the stage were similarly losing their minds. Setting the CP fans aside, even the other audience members were caught up in the stage's atmosphere, their scalps tingling from the intense sexual tension between the two.

…

When the second double-center interaction began, the audience's slightly diminished enthusiasm reignited with even greater intensity.

Before the start of the interaction, Huai Xu waltzed off to the side of the stage, her hands fiddling with something on her body. When she returned, sections of her dress fell away, transforming her long dress into a short one. From a distance, her styling was strikingly similar to Song Yingshi's, and it wouldn't be far-fetched to say they were twins.

With her long skirt removed, Huai Xu moved with greater agility. She was like snow that had condensed into ice, her appearance cold and dangerous.

Another wave of chaotic shouting sounded below the stage. What exactly the audience was shouting about, even they didn't know. All they knew was that they were excited!

At the center of the stage, Song Yingshi took a few steps forward as she watched Huai Xu walk over to her. Keeping pace with the music, their feet kept moving until they brushed past each other.

Suddenly, the stage went dark. A single beam of white light then cut through the darkness and shone on Song Yingshi and Huai Xu, revealing their perfectly contoured profiles as they intersected each other.

However, before the audience could get a clear look, the stage lights came back on, and smoke surged from under the stage. At the same time, Song Yingshi and Huai Xu turned to face the audience, exuding a stern aura that harvested the audience's adoration.

As the music entered the fast-paced chorus, their dance rhythm accelerated.

Song Yingshi curved her body and tossed her head like a mermaid emerging from the azure sea, her silver hair shimmering with a fine radiance as it swept behind her like a silken cloud.

Just then, Huai Xu finished her chest roll. As she was moving to her next position, a silver "rain" entered her vision, and she reached out to seize this "rain." Then, after sensing Song Yingshi's hair slipping through her fingers, she stepped back and gazed deeply at Song Yingshi from behind.

The VJs' exquisite camera work captured this scene and projected it onto the large screens.

The clear contrast between Song Yingshi and Huai Xu, the fluctuating gap between them, and their constant probing of each other—all of these interactions caused hormones to surge beyond the screen and overflow into the third public performance venue.

The rhythm changed once more. As Song Yingshi and Huai Xu moved to their designated positions, they once again stood facing each other through a glass panel.

While Song Yingshi had her facing the audience, Huai Xu reached past the low glass and placed her hand on Song Yingshi's shoulder. Then, while gazing forward, she guided Song Yingshi into performing a C-shaped hip motion together.

Song Yingshi pushed and pressed down her hips, curving her body to create a mesmerizing sight. Meanwhile, Huai Xu gently held Song Yingshi and swayed gracefully along with her, their movements resembling reeds enveloped in mist.

[Everyone, please witness my CP making love on stage.]

[The sexual tension is suffocating me! I've never shipped a CP before, but I think that's going to change after today!]

[Just make love already!!!]

[Please, please, don't ever separate!]

Regardless of how desperately the audience pleaded for Song Yingshi and Huai Xu to make lov—to continue their double-center interaction, parts in a group performance had to be evenly distributed. Hence, the two soon concluded their interaction and moved away from the glass panel.

The audience quickly realized that this would be the last of tonight's double-center interaction. Although it was slightly disappointing, they were already very satisfied. The only anomaly was that immediately after separating, while Song Yingshi rejoined the group dance, Huai Xu walked off-stage into the darkness.

Hm?

The on-site audience craned their necks, wondering where Huai Xu had gone.

Meanwhile, the on-screen audience saw a bunch of "High Energy Ahead" bullet comments floating across their screens—

Before these comments disappeared into the left side of the screen (bullet comments flow from right to left), Huai Xu reappeared on stage clad in a short, black dress, looking like a mysterious and elegant black swan.

This was a Huai Xu unfamiliar to the audience.

Strong, languid, indifferent, and unruly.

Compared to her previous cool and ethereal image, the current Huai Xu was mysterious and bewitching, like a forbidden land no one had ever set foot in.

Huai Xu approached Song Yingshi with deliberate steps. Song Yingshi neither dodged nor retreated, twisting her shoulder as she met the black swan's obsidian-like eyes.

Suddenly, sparks appeared on the brightly lit stage as the desire oozing from these two women clashed.

…

Meanwhile, in the backstage recording room…

As the camera wasn't on them, Tao Qin grabbed Lu Xuewen's arm and shook it, exclaiming softly, "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god! How am I so blessed?! Do I even deserve to ship such a godly CP?! My legs have gone weak, wuuu…"

Lu Xuewen was also excited by Song Yingshi and Huai Xu's interaction, her heart beating rapidly. Even as Team Falling Asleep's performance continued, her mind was too occupied with looping the final double-center interaction to pay attention to it.

It was too captivating, truly too captivating.

Earlier, when Song Yingshi and Huai Xu started their double-center interaction, nearly every trainee in the recording room got up from their seats, cheering and jumping in place. Lu Xuewen and Tao Qin even howled at the top of their lungs as they hugged each other in excitement.

Wan Jiao, seated in the row ahead, turned around, her face flushed with excitement as she said, "Little Shi's choreography is amazing! Her interaction with Huai Xu is even more explosive! It was already good during yesterday's rehearsal, but they went full throttle today! I doubt even they expected their performance to turn out this good!"

Beside Wan Jiao, the usually quiet and reserved Wen Qingzi nodded in agreement, excitement lingering in her eyes as she said, "They made the right choice to change the choreography. I don't think anybody will disagree with me when I say their performance is the best in the third public performance."

Those who heard Wen Qingzi nodded in agreement. They also couldn't help but grow envious of Team Falling Asleep. However, they understood that Team Falling Asleep's success wasn't something they could hope to replicate.

Talent to produce original works (Huai Xu's song and Song Yingshi's choreography), five members with top-tier singing, dancing, and appearances, and a CP with a mysterious and intangible chemistry—any one of these factors could easily lead a team to success. So, when all these factors were concentrated into one team, success was virtually guaranteed.

This was also the unique charm of the stage they had always pursued. Under the spotlight, there would always be someone who could create a miracle.

For a moment, everyone in the recording room sighed in awe. When Wen Qingzi turned back to continue watching the broadcast, she noticed Rong Yi looking flushed and dazed, as if she were in a trance.

"What's wrong?" Wen Qingzi asked carefully.

"They're too strong. I can't keep up with them," Rong Yi, an honor student in the eyes of the other trainees, wailed in despair. Then, she put on a thoughtful look and continued, "But for some reason, I can't help but blush when I watch them dance. How did they create such an atmosphere? Is there a trick behind this? I'll have to ask Little Shi about this later…"

Wen Qingzi fell silent and exchanged a silent glance with everyone except Rong Yi.

Trick? The trick is to bring your girlfriend on stage!

Amidst their conversation, Team Falling Asleep's performance finally came to a close.

For the ending pose, Song Yingshi and Huai Xu stood at the center of their team, facing sideways and with their backs against each other. However, their bodies weren't touching, and a subtle yet distinct gap separated them.

Their blood-pumping performance was met with long-lasting and thunderous cheers from the audience. In the darkness below the stage, the light from the audience's light sticks created a field of stars that glowed just for them.

This wasn't the first time Song Yingshi had seen such a sea of stars, but it still moved her nonetheless. As she gasped for air, she felt as if something was about to spill out with her fiery breath, and her heart swelled like an overripe fruit.

Song Yingshi's heartbeat was fast and heavy. When she glanced at Huai Xu through the corner of her eyes, she saw that Huai Xu was looking at her.

Suddenly, all considerations and rationality disappeared from Song Yingshi's mind as she reached out and pulled Huai Xu into her embrace. She spun half a turn with Huai Xu in her arms, her skirt gracefully rising and falling like the wings of a butterfly.

Huai Xu was momentarily taken aback, but she quickly recovered and reciprocated the embrace.

The stage didn't allow for a private conversation. So, while listening to Song Yingshi's breathing, Huai Xu conveyed all her questions and surprises through her embrace.

In response, Song Yingshi smiled, tilted her head, and gently nibbled on Huai Xu's earlobe, the sight causing the audience below to erupt in squeals and cheers.

Like an endless feast, the guests cheered to their hearts' content while Song Yingshi and Huai Xu kept hugging each other.

…

After the third public performance was over, a tide of people flooded out of the stage venue and scattered in groups of twos and threes toward the parking lot or main gate.

As for Jing Xuan and other Snow-Kissed Rose fans, they would practically turn around once with every step they took to look at the stage that was now devoid of their idols' figures. Sometimes, they would even stop to take pictures and videos of the empty stage.

"I think I need help. I'm suddenly finding the stage that they've stood on to be incredibly sexy."

"This is where Snow-Kissed Rose did the deed! Capture it, capture it!"

"I still haven't fully recovered. My scalp is numb, my mind is buzzing, and my lips refuse to stop smiling."

"President, I'll export my data to you now. Hold on, let me wipe the drool of my DSLR…"

"I'm going to start editing as soon as I get back to my car! No! One! Is! Sleeping! Tonight!"

The Snow-Kissed Rose Support Group members present were thoroughly energized, coming up with various ideas to utilize the resources they had gathered.

Upon returning to N City, everyone, besides those who couldn't get time off from work, abandoned their plan to return home. Instead, they gathered in Jing Xuan's hotel room to ensure the world learned of the wonders of Snow-Kissed Rose as soon as possible.

The support group members were very organized, everyone filling a specific role: the department heads coordinated the members, the "big shots" hunched over their laptops busily editing photos and videos, the logistics team ordered takeout, and the know-nothing squad oohed and ahhed whenever new content was produced.

The processed materials were uploaded and shared in an orderly fashion, and the group only stopped working at 3 AM.

Some members had already retired to their hotel rooms or headed to the airport and train stations for early morning departures. Now, only five people remained in Jing Xuan's room, a few already sprawled on the bed and fast asleep.

After closing her laptop, Jing Xuan patted the "big shot" beside her, saying, "Thanks for your hard work. Let's have a big meal tomorrow."

The girl beside Jing Xuan blinked her tired eyes, smiling shyly and contentedly as she replied, "It's not hard work; I had so much fun editing. It's much better than editing videos for clients. Shipping CPs is more enjoyable than making money."

"I couldn't agree more. This bit of sugar is what keeps us going in these dog-eat-dog days," Jing Xuan said, smiling.

"Pres, thank you for accepting my resume back then," the girl said. After looking around the room, she added, "Our support group truly is wonderful. I haven't experienced such a simple and pure gathering since I was in university. Everyone's genuinely working for Little Shi and Huai Xu's betterment and putting all our effort into one place. Nobody's trying to sabotage each other, either…"

Perhaps due to the evening's melancholic mood, Jing Xuan, who usually didn't take anything to heart, followed the girl's gaze around the room. And when she recalled the lively scene of everyone working together just hours ago, she, too, felt a surge of emotion.

When Jing Xuan started the Snow-Kissed Rose Support Group with a few like-minded individuals two months ago, she never thought the fan club would grow to such a scale so quickly. Ultimately, it came down to Snow-Kissed Rose being too shippable, attracting countless fans. It was Snow-Kissed Rose that brought them together, allowing them to meet, become close friends, and have a night like this…

At this time, a sleeping girl yawned and woke up, asking, "Pres, are you done?"

Jing Xuan snapped her fingers and smiled, replying, "Isn't that obvious? I'm all done!"

After saying so, Jing Xuan stretched, got out of bed, and went to wash up. They could finally sleep. Now, it was time for the fans online to lose sleep.