Chapter 48: Supporting Characters Are Always Supporting Characters (Fourth Update)

In this campus, the sources of conflict can be summed up in just a few points: either jealousy, or matters of love and hate. Wang Xiaoxiao’s feelings were rooted in jealousy. Their dormitory had once been the gathering place of campus beauties, but ever since Xia Yufei arrived, their dorm had faded into the background…

Moreover, Xia Yufei’s dormitory not only replaced theirs as the home of the campus beauties, but the academic achievements of its members were even more outstanding. In comparison, Wang Xiaoxiao and her friends were mere ornaments, while the six girls in Xia Yufei’s dorm were extraordinary women.

Such was the commentary at Tianning Normal University.

This time, Wang Xiaoxiao was truly determined to embarrass Xia Yufei. The list of dancers had been announced, and then, at the last minute, they were replaced. The satisfaction was real.

After all, she had a boyfriend in the student council, while Xia Yufei did not. Her next step was to tarnish Xia Yufei's pure image.

“Senior, you can’t do this!” came the protest.

“No more nonsense! The dance troupe was decided by the student council.”

Xia Yufei stood frozen, tears streaming down her cheeks as she ran out.

“Yufei!” Li Susu chased after her.

Zhao Mengnan continued to argue with them, but it was useless; those in the student council harbored jealousy as well.

This was what they called forming factions and excluding others...

“Senior, you’re really too much!”

“Mengnan, if we’re not dancing, then let’s leave!”

...

Wang Xiaoxiao and her friends sneered coldly, pridefully gazing at the stage.

Outside, Xia Yufei crouched by the lawn, covering her face and sobbing. No one understood what this dance meant to her.

“Yufei, don’t cry, please!” Li Susu comforted her. Zhao Mengnan and the others arrived, but nothing they said helped.

Li Susu thought for a moment and asked Zhao Mengnan and the others to stay with Xia Yufei, while she hurried back to the auditorium.

At this moment, only he could console Xia Yufei.

In the auditorium, Old Third and Liu Haoyu had also returned. No one knew what they’d been up to with Zhou Ya earlier, but their mood was clearly good.

“What were you up to?” someone asked.

“I went to the restroom, boss! And took Liu Haoyu for a close-up encounter with Zhou Ya and Zhang Xinxin.”

“Honestly, uncle, it’s nothing special. Without their makeup, they’re not even as pretty as Zhang Chen’s secretaries,” Liu Haoyu remarked.

Yang Fan laughed, patting Liu Haoyu’s shoulder, just as Li Susu rushed over.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Go check on Yufei, she’s crying her heart out and nothing we say helps!”

Yang Fan and his two friends immediately stood up. The people from Jingtian felt an oppressive atmosphere, but Yang Fan paid them no mind.

“What happened?”

“We were supposed to be backup dancers, but the student council came and said we six couldn’t go on stage. They said our spots were actually meant for someone else.”

“That’s not worth crying over!”

“You don’t understand, Yufei was going to dance for you.”

Yang Fan sighed. That silly girl. On the lawn, the three of them hurried over. Xia Yufei quickly wiped away her tears.

Yang Fan smiled wryly; he’d already seen her tears, so what was the point of wiping them?

Naturally, seeing Yang Fan made her want to cry even more.

“You promised me a dance of beauty, and I’ll repay you with a kingdom’s splendor!” Yang Fan’s eyes began to grow cold.

Yang Fan crouched down and said, “Silly girl, why are you crying?”

“I…” Xia Yufei broke down, throwing her arms around Yang Fan.

Fortunately, the lawn was secluded, with no one around. Otherwise, Xia Yufei’s pure image really would have been shattered.

But even if there were crowds, she never hid her feelings, just as in that performance when she promised a solo dance only for Yang Fan.

Liu Haoyu and Old Third’s expressions grew dark. Old Third pulled out his phone and dialed Director Sun.

Just as Old Third was about to curse him out, Yang Fan took the phone.

“Come out, I have something to talk to you about,” he said, then hung up. Yang Fan wiped Xia Yufei’s tears and said,

“Don’t worry, that stage is yours, and you still owe me a dance.”

“But they won’t let me dance!”

“If I say it’s yours, it’s yours. No one can stop you from stepping onto that stage!” Yang Fan replied, smiling.

Director Sun was trembling; he could hear something off in Yang Fan’s tone. As he arrived, Old Third was ready to give him another beating—how could he handle things so poorly?

Li Susu and the others were stunned. This was Director Sun! The man who could be summoned by a single phone call. They had no idea what kind of background Xia Yufei’s boyfriend really had.

“Yang…”

“Who’s in charge here today?” Yang Fan asked coldly.

“I am!”

“Fine. Is Zhou Ya’s dance troupe’s final list confirmed?”

“It is, just submitted!” Director Sun quickly handed it over.

Yang Fan opened it and, sure enough, saw that Xia Yufei and her five friends had been crossed off.

Yang Fan snorted coldly. “Do they want to dance? Then let them dance. Besides these six, the original eight in the dance troupe can all go on stage. Just let these six perform together. Tell them if they refuse, they’re out!”

“What about Zhou Ya?” Director Sun asked.

“Does Zhou Ya deserve to have Xia Yufei and her friends dance for her? As for Wang Xiaoxiao and her group, they don’t even qualify to be Zhou Ya’s backup dancers.”

“How about this? I see there are a few girls asking Zhou Ya for her autograph. Give them the opportunity.”

“Understood!”

“Alright, take care of it!” Yang Fan waved impatiently, and Old Third gave Director Sun a few more stern words before he left.

Li Susu and her friends stood there in shock, amazed by Yang Fan’s comment: “Does Zhou Ya deserve it?”

“Alright, you all can go on stage. Silly girl, no more tears.”

Xia Yufei smiled and nodded, and Li Susu and the others came back to themselves.

“By the way, Xia Yufei’s boyfriend, we still don’t know your name?”

“My name is Yang Fan.”

“Do you really know Zhou Ya?” Zhao Mengnan asked. She was a celebrity, after all.

“She’s not worthy of knowing our boss!” Old Third interjected.

Li Susu and the others were astounded.

“Then can I get Zhou Ya’s autograph?” someone asked.

“No problem!” Old Third pulled out his phone and called Zhou Ya and Zhang Xinxin over.

Both Zhou Ya and Zhang Xinxin knew Yang Fan, Old Third’s boss, and this man was even more intimidating.

“Zhou Ya, you’re my idol! Can I have your autograph?” someone asked.

Zhou Ya nodded, her expression sour, while Yang Fan didn’t even look at the two of them. Naturally, he gave no explanation—matters in the entertainment industry were best kept from Zhao Mengnan and her friends, lest their idols fall from grace in their minds.

“Alright, go in and rehearse!”

Zhou Ya and Zhang Xinxin hurried off, while Li Susu, Zhao Mengnan, and the others looked at Yang Fan with sparkling eyes.

“You can go on stage now, time is tight. Hurry and rehearse!”

“Mm!” Xia Yufei nodded. The girls joined hands and left together.

“Yufei, your boyfriend is really tall, handsome, and rich. I’m smitten too.”

“Mengnan, are you planning to steal him away?” Li Susu teased.

...

Backstage at the auditorium, Director Sun delivered the message to Wang Xiaoxiao and her friends: only the original members of the dance troupe would perform—if they wanted to, fine; if not, forget it!

Director Sun was an old hand. To fully carry out Yang Fan’s decision, just letting them dance wasn’t enough. There was more drama to come; otherwise, he couldn’t withstand Yang Fan’s wrath.

When Xia Yufei and her five friends entered, not only did Director Sun stand up, but Zhou Ya and Zhang Xinxin also rose to their feet.