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Chapter 105: Extra Eight

Recently, Qiao Dai’s main work has been participating in the recording of *Eleven* season two. Given her similar age to the trainees and her experience debuting from a similar talent show, among the mentors, Qiao Dai had become the one with the closest relationship to the trainees.

Today’s episode mainly focused on the evaluation of the theme songs for different classes. Qiao Dai was responsible for the daily training of the C-class trainees. After their hard work and training over this period, most of the C-class trainees qualified for promotion in today’s evaluation. Three trainees even jumped directly to A-class, becoming the first to be promoted across classes in the show.

“Teacher Qiao, thank you!”

As soon as the promotion news was announced, the C-class trainees burst into cheers. The few who made it to A-class couldn’t help but high-five Qiao Dai in celebration. A group of them surrounded her, and it seemed like they were just short of lifting her up and tossing her into the air.

Where there are promotions, there are also demotions. Since Qiao Dai’s C-class trainees were promoted to B-class, some from B-class naturally fell to C-class or even lower. So, although she was in high spirits, Qiao Dai held back her excitement, so as not to embarrass Lang Xing.

“Oh? It’s Little Qiao?”

Lang Xing stood silently at the back of the crowd, half-closing his eyes, deep in thought. When he sensed someone’s gaze on him, he hummed softly and looked up, only to find that Qiao Dai had walked over to him without him noticing.

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The trainees quickly gathered around Qiao Dai, respectfully saying, “Teacher Qiao, we’ll be in your care from now on.”

Qiao Dai waved her hands repeatedly and shot a glance at Lang Xing, smiling, “Teacher Lang Xing is my senior who has also guided me. I will do my best to fulfill my duties.”

Lang Xing’s smile deepened at her words. At that moment, Qiao Dai’s trainees came over to join the fun, asking Lang Xing and Qiao Dai if they wanted to go out to celebrate.

Lang Xing couldn’t help but laugh. He raised an eyebrow and said, “Celebrate? You can take Little Qiao, but why invite me? To show off?”

“N-no, that’s not what we meant.”

The trainee who invited him instantly panicked upon hearing Lang Xing’s remark. Flustered, he stammered for a while without managing to say anything coherent. In the end, he gave Qiao Dai a pitiful look, softly calling, “Teacher Qiao!”

Qiao Dai, understanding that the trainees meant no harm and just wanted to include Lang Xing to help him relax, quickly stepped in to protect them, “Senior Lang Xing, you’re teasing them again.”

Lang Xing had only been joking. Since Qiao Dai had spoken up, he relented, smiling, “Alright, alright. Didn’t you say you wanted to celebrate? Let’s go.”

Initially, it was just the C-class trainees who wanted to celebrate. But as word spread, more trainees joined in, and eventually, nearly everyone came, including the mentors and assistants.

The production team decided to throw a barbecue party on the lawn in front of the villa, so everyone could relax after such intense training and prepare for the upcoming public performance.

“Teacher Qiao, would you like some grilled wings?”

As one of the few females on the show, Qiao Dai was treated like a star. The moment she approached the grill, someone eagerly offered her freshly grilled chicken wings. The wings had just been brushed with honey and were sizzling on the charcoal grill, their aroma wafting into the air.

Qiao Dai looked at the tempting chicken wings and nodded lightly, accepting the crispy, fragrant wings from the trainee before moving on to the next grill.

“Teacher Qiao, do you like oysters?”

“Do you want mushrooms?”

“How about some grilled pineapple?”

By the time Qiao Dai made her rounds, her hands were full of skewers, seafood, and fruit. She slowly made her way back to the temporary tables and chairs set up on the lawn, and Jiang Fengchi, watching her with amusement and a bit of helplessness, remarked, “It’s fine to eat more now, but you’ll need to watch out when you’re on stage.”

Jiang Fengchi didn’t think Qiao Dai shouldn’t eat a late-night snack. However, given the higher standards for female celebrities’ appearances, he felt it necessary to give her a friendly reminder.

“Teacher Jiang, let her eat. Can’t you see she’s too thin?”

Lang Xing happened to return with a drink. He pulled out a chair and sat down, gesturing at Qiao Dai with his chin and turning to Jiang Fengchi, “You know how it is—what looks fine on camera is too thin in real life.”

Qiao Dai nodded repeatedly, not forgetting to thank Jiang Fengchi for his concern.

As the three of them were chatting, a group of trainees excitedly came over to offer them drinks.

“Teacher Qiao, thank you for your guidance over these past few days.”

The trainees held their glasses, and though alcohol could affect their vocal cords, Jiang Fengchi and Lang Xing weren’t strict about drinking. After all, social drinking was inevitable in the industry, so they didn’t mind. However, they both turned to Qiao Dai.

“Little Qiao, can you drink?” Jiang Fengchi asked, remembering that they’d once had a meal together with the *Eleven* season one trainees, but the mentors had considered Qiao Dai and the others as young girls back then, so they hadn’t let them drink. He wasn’t sure whether she had started drinking since then.

Qiao Dai hesitated briefly, recalling the fruit wine she had tasted during a gathering at Beidao. She didn’t remember much about the taste, only that it had made her feel light and airy, like she was floating on gentle waves. Intrigued by the memory, she replied, “I’ve had a little.”

Hearing this, Jiang Fengchi nodded but still cautioned, “Just have one drink to show your appreciation. If you get drunk, it’ll be a problem.”

“What’s the big deal?” Lang Xing, already a few drinks in and starting to get a bit rowdy, spoke up with rising excitement. Without thinking, he blurted out, “Let Little Qiao’s family come pick her up if she gets drunk.”

He checked his phone and laughed, “Perfect timing—President Cheng’s almost done with his show.”

Qiao Dai, who had been cautiously holding her drink, instantly turned red at Lang Xing’s words. In her distraction, she downed the entire cup, and her head started to feel warm.

Noticing this, Jiang Fengchi frowned slightly and nudged Lang Xing with his elbow, reminding him to be more careful with his words.

But it was too late—Lang Xing’s words had already reached Qiao Dai’s ears, like a spark igniting a fire. She instinctively shrank her shoulders, her ears burning with heat.

The outdoor breeze suddenly picked up, bringing with it a cool chill. Qiao Dai squinted against the wind, her skin starting to warm up under the effects of the alcohol. Her throat felt parched, and she took sip after sip, losing track of how much she had drunk. It wasn’t until her head began to spin and her vision blurred that she finally stopped.

Her fingers had gone weak, barely able to hold the small glass. By the time she reached her last drink, she was spilling half of it.

“Qiao Dai.”

Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice.

Who?

Dazed, she turned her head, stumbling as she tried to stand. Luckily, Jiang Fengchi caught her just in time.

“She’s had too much… Sorry about that.”

Jiang Fengchi’s voice sounded close by, as if he were speaking to someone. But Qiao Dai no longer had the strength to lift her head, or perhaps she did, but she couldn’t remember who she saw.

After a while, she felt someone helping her walk away from the noisy gathering. The sounds of the party faded, and soon she heard the beep of a car unlocking. She was gently placed into a soft seat.

Cheng Su carefully adjusted Qiao Dai in the front passenger seat, buckled her seatbelt, and then circled around to the driver’s side.

“Hm?”

Once inside the car, Cheng Su leaned over to fasten her seatbelt. Perhaps because his face was too close, Qiao Dai squirmed uncomfortably, her eyes narrowing as she let out a soft, unconscious murmur. Her warm breath brushed against Cheng Su’s cheek.

Cheng Su instinctively turned to look at her.

Perhaps because she had just been drinking, Qiao Dai’s lips glistened with a thin layer of moisture, like peach blossoms steeped in wine—delicate and radiant, with a faint sheen. Her lips parted slightly with each breath, resembling petals floating on the surface of the liquor, rising and falling in a way that made Cheng Su’s heart itch.

His eyes darkened slightly. Lowering his head, he kissed her lips.

The taste of alcohol lingered, bitter and a little spicy, but also sweet.

Cheng Su clicked his tongue quietly in his mind.

What a terrible drink.

His dark eyes flashed with brief dissatisfaction, but then he licked his lips, savoring the taste. After a moment, he chuckled softly.

But the kiss… the kiss was quite nice.