Chapter 158: Who Exactly Is SheTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“I was afraid you couldn’t last the five minutes,” said Xia Ling. “We have to be particular about where we stop.” Different parts of the red carpet had different light sources, backgrounds, and media personnel. Looking at Wei Shaoyin’s behavior just now, it was obvious that he never noticed these details.
Wei Shaoyin started to become impatient. “You’re walking too slowly and will exceed the time allowed.” The consequences of exceeding the time allowed on the red carpet were very severe, and there would be special security guards who would escort those who exceeded the time off the red carpet. To be asked to leave the red carpet in front of so many media personnel and fans was extremely embarrassing.
“We won’t exceed the time allowed. Trust me.” Xia Ling guessed that his perception of time was all messed up. This was unusual for a nitpicking Virgo like Ah Wei. When he was making music, he could tell the speed to the nearest second with high accuracy. Why did he become like that after being provoked a little by the fans?
“Together with the great Feng Kun!” Beyond the security line, there were still many voices shouting.
Wei Shaoyin was frustrated. He lifted his wrist unnoticeably and glanced at the platinum-studded watch.
“Just now it was one and a half minutes. Now it is about two minutes and fifteen seconds.” Xia Ling smiled.
Wei Shaoyin snorted. “There is no second hand.”
“Haha.” At this moment, Xia Ling really laughed. Many luxury brand watches did not have a second hand. It is said that the rich do not need to tell the time so accurately to the second. However, due to his job requirements, he was used to wearing a Patek Philippe watch that had a second hand. Thus, he could not adapt to the new watch quickly.
“Be more serious!” Wei Shaoyin was becoming anxious.
Xia Ling tried her best to conceal her laughter. “Ok, ok… Haha. It’s fine, Ah Wei, just follow me. You always say that my camera sense and my awareness of my surroundings are good. Today, I will show you the style of the future queen.”
Wei Shaoyin stopped talking and followed her instructions.
The second half of the red carpet walk went very smoothly. Under the guidance of Xia Ling, they perfectly completed the red carpet walk. When they reached the end, exactly five minutes were over.
Wei Shaoyin was relieved. “I will never accept a sponsorship ever again.”
Xia Ling replied, “In the future, I won’t let you be involved again.” In recent years, Wei Shaoyin’s popularity had been higher than a few top celebrities. However, unless it was professional music equipment, he always refused to accept sponsorships. Furthermore, he sponsored cufflinks and a watch this time. Personally, he used a Patek Philippe watch and really had no need to change his watch.
Xia Ling knew that he accepted the sponsorship for her sake. The watches they sponsored were from a big luxury brand that was very picky. Without Wei Shaoyin’s help, they would never sponsor a new singer who just debuted. With this sponsorship and the Meteor Wings endorsement, in the future, her status would increase, and it would be easier for her to gain other sponsorships and endorsements.
She really received help from a lot of people at the start of her path to fame.
Xia Ling’s lips curved into a soft smile. Perhaps being reborn into Skyart Entertainment was god’s biggest favor to her.
There was a wall filled with signatures at the end of the red carpet. Every guest who had finished walking the red carpet had to sign on it and let the media representatives take photos of them for one last time.
Wei Shaoyin took the lead by taking the pen and quickly scribbling his signature. Then, he looked at her to urge her to hurry up.
Xia Ling knew that he was impatient, so she accommodated him by naturally taking the pen and using her fair-skinned hand to sign her name on the wall smoothly. She had done this movement numerous times, and it was almost instinctive to her. She was used to having many fans and media representatives surround her, having bright lights flashing at her, and hearing screams from all directions…
She was slightly distracted. Suddenly, she broke out in a cold sweat.
On the signature wall, she was already halfway done with writing the Chinese character “Xia.” If she had finished writing it, the consequences would be unthinkable. Xia Ling’s hand started shaking and soon became drenched in cold sweat. How could she make such a mistake?!
Luckily, the characters used in her current name were very similar to her previous name, and her mistake was not easily recognizable. In a hurry, she quickly changed the half-written “Xia” to “Ye.” It was a bit forced, but it was an acceptable cover-up.
As such, “Ye Xingling” appeared on the star-studded signature board.
Xia Ling maintained her smile as if nothing had happened and remained at the signature board for the media representatives to take photos. After that, she nodded to give her regards and left.
Behind her, at the end of the red carpet, there was a man immaculately dressed in a suit walking at a steady pace. He had a solemn expression and emanated warmth and magnanimity. There were loud screams as he walked past the crowd.
After he had finished walking the red carpet, he arrived in front of the signature board.
He took the pen and was about to sign his name when suddenly, he had a shock and stopped moving. Beside his hand was the half written “Xia” Chinese character that Xia Ling had written. Although there were traces of a cover-up, he was not mistaken…
Feng Kun had partnered with Xia Ling for many years, and he was all too familiar with her signature.
The half-written “Xia” was as if Xia Ling was revived!
Feng Kun controlled the surge of emotions in his heart. Looking at the signature, he realized that it had been forcibly altered to form the name “Ye Xingling.” Ye Xingling… From the first time he saw her, he already felt that she resembled Xia Ling. What exactly was the connection between the two of them?
There was a turbulent storm forming in Feng Kun’s heart. Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind…
Could it be that Xia Ling reincarnated as Ye Xingling? Obviously, he knew that the idea was ridiculous, but he was too shocked. Besides this reason, what else could explain this amazing similarity?
Feng Kun was full of thoughts. On the surface, he appeared composed as usual as he let the media representatives take photos of him and walked away from the signature board.
The interior of the TV station was like a labyrinth as it had a ring-like shape. Wei Shaoyin had bad direction sense and circled the place many times with Xia Ling. As expected, someone walked up to them. It was surprisingly Feng Kun.
To be exact, it was Feng Kun who saw them there and deliberately blocked their path.
He looked at Xia Ling deeply, pretended nothing happened, and said, “Hi, you two. I haven’t seen you in a long time.”
Xia Ling lifted her head and saw Feng Kun wearing a black suit with a tight seam. In his left chest pocket, there was a dark gold silk handkerchief that was folded in the style of the nobles in ancient times. His looks were not particularly outstanding, but he had a quiet and calm disposition. His footsteps were leisurely like a natural gentleman. They attracted people unknowingly, and once they looked at him, they could not avert their gaze.
About a year ago, they were still good friends who told each other everything.
“Feng Kun,” said Ah Wei as he gritted his teeth. “What do you mean by ‘you haven’t seen us in a long time’? We just met last year when you were recording a song in memory of Xia Ling.” In reality, the last time they met was not when Feng Kun was recording a song in memory of Xia Ling but the recent “The Caged Butterfly” release reception party. Unfortunately, as Wei Shaoyin wanted to find a quiet spot, he specifically avoided people and did not speak face-to-face with Feng Kun.
The way he interrupted him caused Xia Ling’s feelings for her old friend to fade and directly started to complain to Wei Shaoyin. What did he mean he just met him last year?! It was early autumn when he recorded the memorial song. Now, it is the middle of winter. A full year and a half had passed, but he thought it was not long enough. Why exactly was he so unfond of Feng Kun?
Ah Wei, could you restrain yourself a little?
Feng Kun did not take offense. He smiled and turned to look at Xia Ling. “You’re Ye Xingling, right?”
She was afraid that he could see the flaws in her façade and nodded as calmly as possible.
Feng Kun said, “I heard the version of ‘Sea Demon’ that you sang. You sang your whistle notes astonishingly beautifully.”