After seeing Song Ling’s performance, onlookers immediately burst into applause, “Bravo!”
Song Ling smiled smugly. She handed the fan back to Ling Zhen, and proudly raised her chin, “You can pick one you trust to throw.”
Ling Zhen shook her head and said, “Give it to her.”
Song Ling’s friend took the fan again, and Ling Zhen, who had already retreated a few meters away, politely nodded to her.
“Whoosh—” The fan was thrown into the air once again.
This time, once the person on the ground started moving, the spins were incredibly fast, like a shadow!
A few seconds later, Ling Zhen had already spun twice as many times as Song Ling!
Those around her involuntarily held their breath— They couldn’t catch up, she was too fast!
The fan fell quickly, and just as it was about to pass overhead—”Snap!”
Ling Zhen beautifully spun around one last time and firmly grasped the fan. Then, with a crisp “whoosh,” the folding fan opened.
A second later, the person stopped, and the strands of shiny black hair in mid-air just barely fell down.
She held a folding fan, smiling faintly.
Silence reigned.
A moment later, someone clapped, the person’s voice was tinged with laughter, “Not bad.”
Hearing the voice, everyone turned around in surprise, “Teacher Wen!”
Wen Zi Chu glanced at Song Ling and indifferently said, “You’re not as skilled as her, just accept it.”
Hearing this, Song Ling bit her lip, and finally lowered her head, her face flushed.
As soon as the teacher arrived, the people around stopped watching and quickly scattered.
The other dancers originally came with the intention of watching the show, but they hadn’t expected Ling Zhen to be so impressive. They had to admit she was really excellent.
After everyone had left, Wen Zi Chu glanced at Ling Zhen and smiled, “As expected of someone from my immortal sect.”
Hearing Wen Zi Chu’s praise, Ling Zhen smiled as well.
Sure enough, she does very well in her area of expertise.
The two rehearsed their dance for a while, and during a break, Wen Zi Chu suddenly asked, “Have you taken care of things at home?”
Upon hearing Wen Zi Chu’s question, Ling Zhen’s lively expression instantly vanished, her ears drooped, and she replied listlessly, “Not yet.”
Once the tour begins and Ling Zhen leaves City A, she will truly have to say goodbye to the identity of “Ling Zhen, the cannon fodder.”
Before leaving, Ling Zhen will definitely remove the labels that belonged to the original owner of this body.
The most important one of those was the “villain’s ex-wife.”
Ling Zhen had been mentally prepared to say goodbye to Wei Xi, for a long time.
She had already found the document she had hidden away in a dusty corner of a drawer. The words “Divorce Agreement” were slightly yellowed on it, but still clearly visible.
Ling Zhen was trembling with fear when she snatched the agreement back then, but now it’s time for it to be put to good use.
Ling Zhen had already considered Wei Xi’s reaction after receiving it. He might be a little surprised at first, but probably wouldn’t react much, given his naturally indifferent nature.
However, maybe he would likely feel a bit uncomfortable, considering they had lived together for so long. If Wei Xi was too aloof or uncaring, she would definitely be hurt.
Ling Zhen waited anxiously for the right moment to speak about divorce, but as she waited, Wei Xi never gave her a suitable opportunity.
Hearing Ling Zhen’s words, Wen Zi Chu raised an eyebrow, “The performance is the day after tomorrow.”
After this show in the city ends, they will soon set off on their tour to City A.
Ling Zhen’s ears drooped, “I’ll definitely tell him… in the next couple of days.”
“Don’t be afraid…” Wen Zi Chu consoled, “Hasn’t the plot changed? Those things that happened after the divorce won’t happen to you.”
Ling Zhen nodded in response.
Ling Zhen knew, of course, that Wei Xi would never lock her up in a mental hospital like he did to the original owner in the book.
But what exactly was she anxious about? Perhaps even Ling Zhen herself couldn’t explain it.
After the rehearsal ended, Wei Xi again called right on time.
She had told him several times not to worry about picking her up, but Wei Xi always came.
After hanging up the phone, Ling Zhen sighed, and waved to Wen Zi Chu, “Teacher Wen, I’ll be leaving now.”
Seeing her reaction, Wen Zi Chu smiled meaningfully and said, “Keep it up.”
