In the end, it would still be Lao Ji Xie who ended up listening to her complaints.
“Do you guys think the ones under the most pressure are the two catgirls?”
At this moment, Lin An gave a sly smile and said,
“Isn’t that obvious?”
Xie Zhuran was stunned.
Song Qiuyu was also taken aback for a moment. If the roles under the most pressure weren’t the catgirls cross-dressing as girls, then who else could it be?
“Gotcha!” Lin An’s glasses flashed as he smiled crookedly.
“The people under the most pressure are actually the ones being seduced by the catgirls.”
“The catgirls just need to strike provocative poses and say seductive things, but the ones being seduced have a lot more to worry about. They have to figure out how to respond correctly, how to hold back from bursting into laughter, and so on.”
At this point, he voluntarily took on the role of the other catgirl in the chat group, then continued:
“Think about it carefully. Isn’t that how it really is?”
[Hearing this, Song Qiuyu was momentarily stunned, then suddenly understood. She began to consider one possibility — the chance that Party A asked Sang Tian to cross-dress. The possibility was slim.]
[In other words, if she and Lin An were the two catgirls, the ones they were supposed to seduce could only be Jiang Xiao and Xie Zhuran! She recalled what Party A had said before. Based on the performance in previous videos, if this was the case, there was no doubt — she had already predicted Party A’s plan. She would be seducing Jiang Xiao, and Lin An would be seducing Xie Zhuran. Sure enough, Party A really thought that way.]
After confirming all the roles, and following some discussion, each person’s scenes were distributed accordingly.
“Let me catch my breath.”
Xie Zhuran flipped through the script pages containing the scenes where his character was being seduced, steadied himself, and then let out a shallow sigh of relief.
He and Lin An were lucky to have the lighter roles — truly a blessing in disguise.
His eyes then landed on Jiang Xiao, who was to be seduced by Song Qiuyu, and he was speechless with shock.
The real problem was, how did Jiang and Song end up tied together again?!
It would have been easier if Sang Tian had taken the cross-dressing role.
This made things difficult for Jiang Xiao. If he accidentally reacted to Song Qiuyu’s seduction, it would be unbearably awkward.
Song Qiuyu covered her forehead, initially quite worried.
But then she thought about Jiang Xiao, that pure little virgin who surely must have fantasized about being seduced by Shen Xi, and she instantly relaxed.
She decided to just help Jiang Xiao fulfill that wish.
Although Jiang Xiao would never know that the catgirl seducing him, Song Qiuyu, was actually his beloved Shen Xi in disguise.
Thinking this way, she felt much lighter.
This was just a part of the Plan of Atonement.
Sang Tian fully supported all of Party A’s arrangements.
Party A’s Client was incredibly insightful; Song Classmate was indeed very suited for the role of a catgirl seductress!
She just wasn’t sure if Jiang Xiao could hold himself together.
Xue Qi was already eager to watch the live broadcast.
Living on this earth was truly a blessing!
The live broadcast would surely go off without a hitch, but no matter — after watching it, she’d write a fanfic about a gender-swapped catgirl being utterly lost in the seduction.
A little cat was about to be born, and Jiang Xiao was about to become a cat cub’s father.
Jiang Xiao, who was being silently targeted by all four of them, calmly stood up, took a water cup, filled it at the dispenser, and took a sip.
His composure was all an act.
Putting aside the script’s scenes, just imagining Song Qiuyu dressed as a catgirl in white stockings, kneading milk, almost made him lose control.
Not to mention having to be seduced by her.
Seduction, huh.
Everything had been finalized. Party A said that by noon tomorrow, the catgirl costumes and other props they needed would be delivered to their school.
Finally, everything was settled. Song Qiuyu glanced at the time.
2:30 PM.
It was almost time for Jiang Xiao’s usual message.
“There’s still the whole afternoon left. We can’t just stop. Before the props arrive, let’s each familiarize ourselves with the script and practice a bit!”
Xie Zhuran grabbed his backpack and was about to leave the dorm.
“Lao Xie, where are you going?”
Song Qiuyu asked curiously.
“I’m going to practice alone! You guys, keep it up!!”
Xie Zhuran gave a thumbs-up to his three roommates.
With that, he strode out.
“Looks like Lao Xie is under some serious pressure,” Lin An smiled.
Hearing that, Song Qiuyu was touched. Xie Zhuran was like this; Jiang Xiao probably wasn’t doing much better.
They were all inexperienced — half-baked and unsure. Big brother didn’t laugh, second brother didn’t laugh, only the purest one got laughed at.
Though this was part of her atonement, for the oblivious Jiang Xiao, it probably felt like torture.
Speaking of which, last time Jiang Xiao’s performance as Xu Xian was actually quite good. So good that it hardly seemed like acting at all.
Maybe she was overthinking things, and Jiang Xiao was actually steady?
Thinking this, Song Qiuyu looked toward the direction outside the dorm, furrowed her brow, and made up her mind.
Regardless, this script was definitely a huge challenge for all of them — or more precisely, a challenge to not laugh!
Anyway, she’d better practice her scenes well first.
“Lao Xie’s right. I’m going out to practice alone too. You guys remember to work hard!”
Saying that, she decisively kicked off her slippers, grabbed some clean white socks, and put them on her bare feet.
Bending over, the strands of hair that had been draped over her head cascaded down both sides like a waterfall, revealing a long stretch of smooth, snow-white nape.
She slipped on her white canvas shoes, tied the laces, stuffed the charger and power bank into her backpack, and slung it over her shoulders before standing up from the chair.
Jiang Xiao glanced at her.
The door opened and closed again, leaving just two people in the dorm.
“You’re all working so hard. Then I’ll go along with this solo practice vibe. Lao Jiang, I’m off first.”
Lin An followed suit and left alone.
Jiang Xiao lowered his eyes to his phone screen, opened QQ, and stared at Shen Xi’s chat page, lost in thought.
The entire dormitory fell completely silent.
About five minutes later.
Jiang Xiao typed a few lines, sent them on time, then a meaningful smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
He made a guess: Song Qiuyu had been secretly watching the messages he sent.
Now was the time to verify that.
He picked up his phone, tidied his bag, and then the dorm door was opened and closed for the fourth time.
Song Qiuyu hadn’t gone to the empty classroom; she had gotten permission from the counselor for a ticket to enter the Song Opera House.
Not just for today, but for several days. Whenever needed, she could come.
Unlike the Teaching Building or the Library, the Nanfeng Song Opera House wasn’t open to the public unless there was a performance.
Song Qiuyu carried her backpack and walked up the steps onto the stage.
Facing the empty stage and audience seats, beyond just thinking how quiet it was, she mostly felt at ease.
Practicing here meant no one could disturb her.
The counselor had also promised not to come peek.
She put down her backpack, took two steps back, picked up her phone, and checked the script.
Next, she had to imagine the backpack as Jiang Xiao, and, following the script, practice seducing him.
Just as Lin An had said, her job as the catgirl was to only worry about how to seduce, but Jiang Xiao had so many things to consider.
Once she finished practicing, she’d go back and rehearse together with Jiang Xiao.
Thinking this, she put her phone in her pocket, imagined herself as a catgirl, looked at the backpack two steps away, and tried practicing.
Perhaps because imagining the backpack as Jiang Xiao was too abstract, it took her quite a while to get into character.
She practiced until 8 PM.
When she returned to the dorm, she was surprised to find not a single person inside!
“Did everyone go out for solo practice?”
She murmured as she put down her backpack, changed shoes, climbed onto the bed, rummaged through her change of clothes, then climbed back down with the laundry in her arms.
She took off her warm outerwear and casually draped it over the chair.
Wearing only a thin shirt, she walked into the bathroom.
Whether setting down the laundry or unbuttoning her shirt, these were things she had done countless times before.
But this time, halfway unbuttoning, she suddenly froze.
“Huh?”
Her chest seemed to have grown a little?
She looked up at the mirror, both palms open and raised in front of her chest, hesitating as she covered them.
Because of the occasional mild swelling pain in her chest, she was already used to measuring it simply by hand when bathing.
Measuring with hands wasn’t precise, but using a tape measure felt a bit over the top.
That was what she originally thought…
Feeling the slight bulge beneath her palms, her expression soured.
She bit her lip.
Gradually, this difficult-to-shake feeling turned into grievance, then restlessness, then anger.
What made it worse was that she was mad but didn’t know who to vent at, so she sulked quietly, desperately searching for what was wrong with herself.
Everything had causes and effects — she had inexplicably become a girl, so the problem must lie within herself…
She took her hands away and examined herself carefully.
The development speed was faster than she had expected.
She needed to find a new place to live and move out quickly.
She also needed to buy some bras for her upper body.
Though it was winter and thick clothes could temporarily hide these changes, even if discovered, she could just claim it was her pectoral muscles.
But going without anything beneath — psychologically, that was even harder to accept than wearing women’s underwear.
Song Qiuyu sighed deeply.
She continued undressing.
The warm water washed away all her fatigue.
After cleaning her body, she put on her change of clothes, dried her hair with a towel, and walked out of the bathroom.
The other three roommates still hadn’t returned.
“They’re really dedicated.”
She sighed, tossed the dirty clothes into the washing machine, and while the machine whirred, grabbed a hairdryer to dry her hair.
Hair drying finished, it was already 9 PM.
Not knowing when the three roommates would return, she finished hanging up her clothes and immediately climbed into bed, picking up her phone to open QQ.
Today’s entire afternoon had been spent practicing seduction; she hadn’t looked at Jiang Xiao’s messages yet.
She wondered what Lao Ji Xiao would send — would it be a complaint about about being seduced by his male roommate dressed as a white-stockinged catgirl?
Cutting the account.
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