Chapter 495 - 237: The Essence of Korean Dance
Chapter 495: Chapter 237: The Essence of Korean Dance
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Gu Wanqing nodded, only half-understanding. After a moment of thought, she summarized in a low voice.
"So, you’re saying you want to use Lin Shen’s resources to become an influencer?"
"You could put it that way."
Sun Jialin explained, rephrasing her words.
"If Lin Shen signs me, I’ll become a top influencer and bring him a lot of benefits, too. We’d be helping each other. It’s not like I’d just be relying on him."
"But Lin Shen would have to provide all the initial resources."
Gu Wanqing pouted.
"It’s obvious you’re just using Lin Shen, not that you actually like him."
’If I said I genuinely liked him, you’d just get upset!’
Sun Jialin grumbled to herself.
She was well aware of Gu Wanqing’s feelings for Lin Shen, so she didn’t dare mention her own crush on him.
After all, in everyone else’s eyes, she was the proud, aloof girl who always kept to herself. She hardly spoke to other girls, let alone got close to any boys.
’So, if I told her I fell for Lin Shen at first sight, it would definitely shock her.’
Sun Jialin decided to play the part of a scheming social climber in front of Gu Wanqing, someone who just wanted to use Lin Shen’s resources. That way, Gu Wanqing’s hostility toward her might lessen.
Sure enough, as soon as Gu Wanqing heard that Sun Jialin only wanted to use Lin Shen’s resources to become a top influencer and didn’t actually like him, she breathed a long sigh of relief.
"You should have just said you wanted to be a top influencer from the start! All that talk about a threesome scared the life out of me!"
"Sorry, my choice of words was a bit extreme."
Sun Jialin apologized softly, then immediately asked.
"Can you help me?"
"Help you become a top influencer?"
"Mhm."
"I can, but it all still depends on what Lin Shen decides to do."
Gu Wanqing was completely on Lin Shen’s side. Even though Sun Jialin had threatened her, she was still doing her best to protect Lin Shen’s interests.
"But I have one condition. You can’t deceive Lin Shen."
"What do you count as deception?"
"You can’t just run off halfway through!"
Gu Wanqing stressed, her expression serious.
"It would be awful if Lin Shen went through all the trouble of using his resources to build you up, only for you to turn around and sign with another media company!"
"Don’t worry. I wouldn’t do something that hurts him while bringing me no benefit."
Sun Jialin knew full well that if Lin Shen really did build her up into a top influencer, he could just as easily use the same methods to destroy her career.
That was precisely why she wanted to develop a closer relationship with Lin Shen.
It would give him an opportunity to control her.
It was like a greedy official deliberately revealing a vice to the emperor.
Although it meant being controlled by him, it also meant earning more of his favor.
Sun Jialin’s thinking was quite elaborate, but Gu Wanqing’s was much simpler.
’Since she promised not to betray Lin Shen, what’s the harm in helping?’
’Besides, if Linlin becomes a top influencer, it will definitely bring more benefits and advantages to Lin Shen.’
So, Gu Wanqing readily agreed.
"Okay, I get it. I’ll help you get on good terms with Lin Shen, but you can’t have any other ideas about him."
"I know. Thanks."
Having dealt with Gu Wanqing, Sun Jialin couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. She felt like her plan was already halfway complete.
All that remained was to seduce Lin Shen and show him the value she had to offer.
’So how should I do that?’
Sun Jialin fell into deep thought. Meanwhile, Gu Wanqing felt emotionally and mentally exhausted after their chat. She decided to go downstairs to take a shower and then head to bed.
After all, tomorrow was Monday, and she had an 8 a.m. class.
"Come on, Linlin, let’s go shower."
"You go first. I’ll go in a bit."
"Okay."
Perhaps thinking Sun Jialin felt a little awkward about showering with her, Gu Wanqing just laughed it off and went downstairs by herself.
After she left, Sun Jialin began to execute her plan.
She rummaged through her closet and pulled out a pair of thin, black garter stockings, a pair of denim hot pants, and a camisole top.
Even for Sun Jialin, who was known for her bold fashion choices, this was an outfit she had never worn out of the house.
It was just too sexy!
Two thin straps rested on her rounded shoulders, supporting her perky chest.
Not only did it reveal deep cleavage, but her chest would even jiggle with every step she took.
And her lower body was even more revealing.
The hot pants barely covered her shapely rear, and the garter stockings made her long, rounded legs look even more alluring.
As everyone knows, when it comes to black stockings, the garter style is the sexiest and most intimate type.
Usually, if you wear them out, people will assume you’re someone’s "contract beast."
You might see it more often over in Korea, but in Huaxia, it’s extremely rare to see women wearing garter stockings on the street.
Sun Jialin, of course, knew all this.
But she put on the sexy outfit anyway, set up her phone on a stand, and picked a recently viral background track from Douyin to start recording a dance video.
Sun Jialin’s battle plan was simple: fully display her dancing talent for Lin Shen, letting him know that signing her wouldn’t just make him money—he’d also get a woman to play with.
So she struck poses for the camera, twisting her waist and arching her back, her expression one of deep passion as she bit her lip and narrowed her beautiful eyes.
Because Sun Jialin knew that this was the only way to make Lin Shen’s heart race, the only way to stand out from the crowd of women surrounding him.
She had learned all sorts of jazz dance and the modern dances performed by Korean girl groups. She understood that this so-called "K-pop dance" was nothing more than an aphrodisiac the girl groups performed for the chaebols.
It was just like yoga; its origins were highly suspect, but as it became more widespread, it was re-contextualized as something completely respectable.
But its essence remained an "unspeakable secret."
So, Sun Jialin was merely bringing out the true essence of K-pop dance.
Just as she was getting into the heat of her dance, Zhou Min and Wang Meng came upstairs after their showers and froze, stunned by her sexy dancing.
"Um... Linlin, what are you...?"
"Dancing."
Because of Lin Shen, Sun Jialin might have been more polite to Gu Wanqing.
But toward Zhou Min and Wang Meng, she showed no such warmth, replying coldly without even turning her head.
"Wait outside for a minute. I’m almost done."
"Okay."
After closing the dorm room door, Zhou Min and Wang Meng started whispering and complaining to each other in the hallway.
"Who do you think she’s dancing for, dressed so sexy like that? Don’t tell me it’s for some rich heir?"
"Who knows."
Wang Meng was clearly annoyed by Sun Jialin’s ice-cold attitude.
"I bet she acts all high-and-mighty and cold on the outside, but deep down, she’s a total slut! Didn’t you see her expression? She’s obviously dancing for a man! Maybe some rich heir gave her a ’task’ to complete remotely."
"Huh? It’s not that serious, is it...?"
Zhou Min shrank back, not quite believing Wang Meng’s words.
"Linlin doesn’t usually get close to guys, does she?"
"That just means she already has a master."
Wang Meng snorted, offering a "well-intentioned" reminder.
"We should stay far away from a slut like her, who’s all ice on the outside but secretly a whore. You don’t want to catch some disease and not even realize it."
"What are you guys talking about?"
As Zhou Min and Wang Meng were chatting, Gu Wanqing came upstairs from her shower.
Seeing the two of them standing in the hallway instead of going into the room, she couldn’t help but feel curious.
"Why aren’t you going in?"
"Linlin’s dancing. She won’t let us in."
Wang Meng wasn’t one to "stir up trouble," but her single sentence left Gu Wanqing completely bewildered.
’Won’t let them in?’
Gu Wanqing paid that no mind and pushed the door open to walk right in.
Seeing this, Zhou Min and Wang Meng followed her inside.
However, the moment the three of them entered, they froze on the spot.
Sun Jialin was indeed dancing, but her pose—half-kneeling on the floor—looked strange no matter how you looked at it.
’This is what you call dancing?’
The expressions in Gu Wanqing and the others’ eyes gradually grew strange.