CEO's Sweetheart is a Super Idol
Chapter 75 - 73 Love Regulations

Chapter 75: Chapter 73 Love Regulations

"Xiaoyue, are you really sure about Lv Fangxin? She’s terrible at both singing and dancing!" Sun Miao asked her friend while sitting in the car.

"But she’s fun, and she has a heart that hasn’t been tainted by the mundane world yet. A girl like her might bring us some surprises on the show," Sun Xiaoyue replied with a smile.

"True, there’s too much fake stuff nowadays. Our show aims to present something ’real’ that the audience can believe in. Her story does provide good talking points," Sun Miao agreed.

"Then in the early rounds of the show, we can give her a few prompts to see if she picks up on them," Sun Xiaoyue decided.

Lv Fangxin returned home dejectedly that evening, finding the room shrouded in darkness.

"So annoying! When I needed you, you weren’t here. You were off training with your team captain again!" Lv Fangxin mumbled weakly, slumping onto the couch in the living room.

She didn’t know that Ye Yuwei was set to participate in a talent show, as Galaxy had already instructed Ye Yuwei not to reveal anything before the program released promotional materials.

At that moment, Ye Yuwei was sweating it out in practice with Lu Bingbing.

Lu Bingbing knew her natural talent was limited, so she rehearsed every song lyric hundreds of times.

In terms of dance, she focused intensely on refining every detail.

They had chosen Hanoi’s most famous ballad, "Romantic Cherry Blossoms."

The melody of this song, in fact, wasn’t particularly pleasant.

Instead of using the "golden eight chords" favored by the masses, it employed blues-style chords with intricate pitch changes.

This required a certain level of vocal skill from performers, which meant that in Hanoi, this track was often sung in a stationary position during live performances.

But Ye Yuwei and Lu Bingbing intended to sing and dance simultaneously, which added considerable difficulty.

Non-professional observers wouldn’t naturally grasp these intricacies.

Such a performance was meant to impress the mentors, showcasing their skills.

Moreover, the song portrayed two women navigating challenges in life and their careers, carrying a touch of urban melancholy.

Sophisticated audiences familiar with music would find this performance rather compelling.

"Ladies, feeling tired? Drink some water and then keep practicing!" said a tall, handsome man with a commanding presence and an excellent demeanor, clapping his hands.

It was none other than Ye Yuwei’s dance instructor, Dongfang Ruhong.

"Thank you, Mr. Dongfang." Lu Bingbing accepted a bottle of water, a smile gracing her face and her eyes gleaming with a newfound tenderness.

"No need to thank me. It’s a teacher’s responsibility to take good care of their students." Dongfang Ruhong’s smile was as warm as sunlight.

Lu Bingbing suddenly felt her face flush, her heart stirring with an unfamiliar sensation.

Hanoi’s dance director, Li Li, hadn’t shown up again after guiding them once, which made Lu Bingbing curious.

After all, they were representing their company in the competition—Li Li’s lack of accountability seemed strange.

Li Li, who maintained a good rapport with her, responded vaguely, explaining that the company had instructed her to focus on preparing for the general election a few months later.

After hearing Li Li’s explanation, Lu Bingbing seemed to understand something and didn’t seek her out again.

Under these circumstances, Ye Yuwei shamelessly approached Dongfang Ruhong for help.

This talent show was too important for her.

Unexpectedly, Dongfang Ruhong agreed, charging only a symbolic fee.

When she led him to the rented dance studio, she noticed a change in her team captain.

The way Bingbing looked at this man made her chuckle inwardly, though she wouldn’t point it out.

After all, her captain was set to graduate next year.

Just as Ye Yuwei was enjoying the drama, Dongfang Ruhong handed her a thermos: "Yuwei, drink this."

"What is it?"

"I’ve noticed your complexion hasn’t been very good these days, so I made some goji berry tea for you with hot water."

"...Thank you, Mr. Dongfang."

Ye Yuwei immediately felt her captain’s icy glare cutting through her, silently lamenting to herself.

At 26 years old, she was more than ripe, but the one she desired had no interest in her.

The atmosphere in the dance studio grew awkward. Ye Yuwei couldn’t figure out when Mr. Dongfang had started showing interest in her—or was she misunderstanding him?

Finally enduring until practice was over, Lu Bingbing and Ye Yuwei left together.

Watching them vanish into the night, Dongfang Ruhong’s face revealed a mocking, playful smirk.

He took out his phone and dialed a number: "Jingxiang? The task you assigned is done. There’s now a rift between the two of them."

His extremely handsome face twisted into an even more sardonic expression as he continued, "That plastic surgery-obsessed woman teaching Lu Bingbing still thinks she can pursue me. What a joke."

"Brother Ruhong, much appreciated. For the dance performance happening in Europe soon, I’ve already recommended you as a special advisor," Wu Jingxiang chuckled over the phone.

On the streets, neon lights flashed, and cars flowed endlessly.

"Yuwei, you and Mr. Dongfang..."

"We’re just ordinary teacher-student. I am absolutely not falling in love right now."

"But sometimes feelings are uncontrollable. Don’t forget how Guangzhou Team’s ’Southern King’ fell from grace—she used to be one of the Big Three in Hanoi’s general election," Lu Bingbing remarked with a tinge of regret in her voice.

"I’m different from her. She left Hanoi yet still lives affluently. I, on the other hand, am impoverished and struggling," Ye Yuwei joked lightly.

Lu Bingbing laughed along: "But Mr. Dongfang is so exceptional—aren’t you the least bit tempted?"

"Heh, Bingbing, I’m only 19. That kind of romance holds no meaning for me. Maybe today we’d date, and tomorrow we’d break up," Ye Yuwei’s tone was calm.

"Yuwei, do you think the company’s rule against romantic relationships is inhuman?" Lu Bingbing paused and looked at her sharply.

"It depends on the situation," Ye Yuwei replied seriously, meeting her gaze.

"We’re part of this river now, and we have to abide by its rules. Only then can we extract money from the pockets of fans."

Lu Bingbing agreed with Ye Yuwei. To her, finding ways to earn money from fans wasn’t wrong; it was simply how they survived.

"Romance actually fulfills a false fantasy for fans, because nobody would invest money in someone else’s girlfriend," Ye Yuwei added.

"Fans get too deeply immersed, but precisely because of that, they’re willing to spend every penny on us, even sacrificing their health," Lu Bingbing said.

"What’s more, banning romance has its benefits for us too. It gives us a good reputation and helps us stay clean. Otherwise, some might sell themselves for the general election, and even those who want to remain upright would get dragged into the mire," Ye Yuwei said sternly.

"You’re right, Yuwei. We can’t let outsiders think of us as a group that pretends to be pure while actually being filthy and obscene," Lu Bingbing’s face grew pale as she reflected on her recent behavior.

With her commitment to reputation weighing heavily, she found her actions over the past few days utterly disgraceful.

"Captain, we young ones should follow the rules, but you’re graduating next year—you should start planning for yourself," Ye Yuwei hinted.

Lu Bingbing fell quiet. "Yuwei, as long as I make it to the general election, I will never sully the glory of that cloak." Her voice was resolute.

Ye Yuwei could only sigh inwardly. Lu Bingbing had sacrificed so much for this team, for this river. She hoped Old Mu would do right by her in the end.

"Yuwei, there are only a few days left until the competition. I cannot afford distractions—this might be my last chance."

Ye Yuwei looked at her captain with confidence: "Captain, you’ve finally come to terms with it. Mr. Dongfang is just a passerby in our lives. Our ultimate goal is to become shining stars."

"We will succeed. Galaxy has never failed," Lu Bingbing said, her fighting spirit fully reignited.