The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

Rong Ling still remembers that in her last life, she didn't realize that the world she was in was just an illusion, but a living person with true feelings.

When a person is alive, he has the seven emotions and six desires, love, hate and jealousy.

But Rong Ling can tell from the bottom of her heart that in her previous life, she had never been jealous of Ning Muxue, she just hated her, the disgust carved into her bones.

Therefore, in the end, Ning Muxue almost had an accident while filming the film Wia Break, and when everyone suspected that it was Rong Ling, Rong Ling did not deny it, but broke out completely, and took the unfounded charge with a smile: "Yeah, it wasn't me Who else is there, who told you that Ning Muxue is the girl of the sky, and if you don't like you, you are a bad person?"

"Ning Muxue, you really disgust me, from the beginning to the present."

While she was speaking, she was photographed by the extras on the set and posted on the Internet. Under the angry condemnation of Ning Muxue's fans and passers-by, Rong Ling was ruined and completely forced out of the entertainment industry. The family's business also plummeted under Gu Luan's instruction .

Rong Ling still remembered that when she learned that the company's stock had plummeted, her parents seemed to have aged many years overnight, and her mother, who had always loved beauty, suddenly had gray hair on her head.

For the sake of her family, Rong Ling originally wanted to give up her dignity and confess her mistakes to Ning Muxue, begging the Ning family and Gu Luan to give her a hand, but was stopped by Gu Luan's people, and she couldn't even see Ning Muxue's face. Fortunately, someone reached out to her at this time. Olive branch, proposed to Rong Ling, and promised to help solve the crisis of the Rong family.

Rong Ling had no choice but to agree to the marriage proposal of the Tao family.

In the end, he ended up in the dream, and fell to his death in a fight with his fiancé.

However, this is just the beginning. In every subsequent life, Rong Ling became a female high school student, or a harem concubine, or even a fairy, but his life was unsatisfactory, and he ended up miserable. He was slapped in the face once. again.

It wasn't until the end of the full ten reincarnations that Rong Ling woke up from the bone-piercing pain, and realized that everything he had experienced was not the real world, but one illusion after another.

It turns out that she is not a person in the illusion, but a god above the clouds of the nine heavens. Because she made a big mistake, she was punished to erase her memory and reincarnate ten times in the realm. Ling's punishment was the billowing thunder that was enough to wipe her out.

Apparently, Rong Ling's ending in every fantasy world shows that she is still stubborn and has never repented.

The Dao of Heaven will not be relentless, dark clouds billowed on the Zhanxian Terrace, and the thunder hummed. Seeing that the first punishment thunder was about to strike down, Rong Ling looked forward to a glimmer of life - she sacrificed her soul to fight with Tianlei. Blending with each other, running ancient spells, turning time back every minute and every second, back to the beginning.

Rong Ling painted her lips a little more red and walked out of the dressing room.

"Let's go quickly, what if the program team comes up with some tricks to torment us?" After Rong Ling came out, Luo Wenwen took her arm casually.

After getting acquainted these days, Luo Wenwen found that although her roommate looked cold, she was actually easy to get along with. In addition, the two of them shared bunk beds, and she quickly became acquainted with Rong Ling naturally.

Luo Wenwen said without holding back: "Why are you still practicing the theme song today? It's been almost three days. Is there anyone who hasn't learned it yet?"

She spoke in a moderate voice, which caused several trainees who walked past to look sideways at the two of them.

Luo Wenwen worked in a training company abroad for five years. She practiced intensively every day, and she had a background in a girl group. The theme song of a mere show was naturally a no-brainer.

But this may not be the case for others. In order to match the cheerful image of the girl, this theme song has a lot of accelerated dance rhythms. Even for players with good basic skills, it is not so easy to keep up.

"Rong Ling..." At this moment, a crisp voice came from behind.

Rong Ling turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw Ning Muxue standing behind him, only a few steps away.

Her face was slightly dazed, she must have heard Luo Wenwen's words just now, and felt a little uncomfortable.

After all, among all the contestants, Ning Muxue was at the bottom of the list, and the theme song must have been poorly practiced.

In her previous life, she was ridiculed as soon as her pen-hold shot was released on the Internet: "Guigui, this can also be called a member of the girl group, isn't it from the big stage in Benshan?"

"All the aunts who dance square dance downstairs in my house are better than her."

"After watching Ning Muxue's performance, I feel that I and my roommate can also debut as a group."

And so on, without mercy.

Thinking of this, Rong Ling's lips could not help but smile, and his tone became much lighter: "You want to go to the practice room too?" down.

Rong Ling didn't notice the gloomy look in her eyes: "Together?"

"Okay..." Ning Muxue stepped forward, walked to Rong Ling's side, stretched out her finger, and grabbed Rong Ling's left hand very naturally.

The moment he was touched by her skin, Rong Ling resisted the urge to throw her away.

On the contrary, Luo Wenwen felt a little displeased. In her opinion, Ning Muxue's actions were to snatch other people's friends. What's the point?

Coupled with the fact that Ning Muxue's performance on the first stage was really "unforgettable", Luo Wenwen was even more disdainful, she was about to lean on Rong Ling, and glanced at Ning Muxue: "Hey, Muxue, your theme song How is the dance practice?"

Although Ning Muxue is naive, she is not stupid, and she can still feel the hostility towards others, especially Luo Wenwen with a bright smile on her face, which is extremely arrogant.

However, before she could answer, Rong Ling frowned: "Luo Wenwen..."

There was a faint warning hidden in the tone, Luo Wenwen kept silent, but felt a little bit wronged in her heart, Rong Ling just turned to Ning Muxue, an outsider like this?

Even Ning Muxue's eyes lit up a bit: "It's a bit difficult, but I believe I can do it well. Are you right, Rong Ling?"

"Hmm..." Rong Ling replied calmly, only to realize that both of them had misunderstood him.

She reminded her aloud, but she remembered that Luo Wenwen offended people everywhere because of her open mouth. Although she and she were not close friends, the friendship between the two of them in the previous life was still there. This time, Rong Ling didn't want to see Luo Wenwen lose too badly.

In fact, the more people hated Ning Muxue, the happier Rong Ling would be.

The dance room is not far from the dormitory building, and the three arrived soon. The practice room is large enough to accommodate more than 100 contestants, so that the trainees can see each other's strength, cheer each other up, and inspire each other's desire to win.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, Rong Ling beat himself to the beat in his heart, shot—lowered down—turned around, every movement was crisp and neat, perfectly stepping on the beat.

It was this set of dance moves for the theme song. Rong Ling had practiced and performed countless times in her previous life. The series of moves had already been integrated into her body like blood, and she could dance smoothly without even remembering.

Someone turned on the stereo at some point, accompanied by the music, Rong Ling flowed freely and freely, attracting a lot of attention, even the cameraman turned the camera on her and did not leave for a long time.

Rong Ling turned his head, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of someone in the crowd imitating his dance steps, with clumsy movements.

Who else but Ning Muxue.

Rong Ling stopped, and Ning Muxue also stopped without knowing where to put her hands.

She turned her head and walked towards Ning Muxue.

"You won't?" Rong Ling tried his best to sound gentle and look friendly.

Ning Muxue blushed inexplicably, and sat down on the spot with drooping eyebrows and eyes, like an abandoned puppy: "Although I know you must think it's very simple, but I just can't learn it..."

Before she finished speaking, a hand suddenly appeared in front of her. Ning Muxue raised her eyes and saw Rong Ling's eyes calm and calm: "Get up, I'll teach you."

Ning Muxue's mood turned bright from the depression just now, as if she was afraid that Ning Muxue would repent, she grasped her hand and stood up: "Okay!"

Rong Ling even suspected that if she had a tail behind her, she would definitely wag it wildly at this moment.

She raised her eyebrows, cleared all the messy thoughts in her mind, and began to disassemble the movements, guiding Rong Ling step by step: "Like this, hands on hips, feet apart..."

Ning Muxue's main problem was that she had just joined the brokerage company, and she was sent to participate in the show as a fake, so her foundation was almost zero, but she was not an idiot anyway, and after a few turns, she gradually found her rhythm.

With Rong Ling watching from the side, Ning Muxue felt as if she had been wound up, with inexhaustible energy to perform, and after a few hours, the performance turned out to be quite decent.

When she stopped at the end, Ning Muxue often breathed a sigh of relief, making sure that she would no longer be ashamed in front of her mentor and players: "Rong Ling, thank you."

"You're welcome..." Rong Ling said calmly, "Practice yourself first, and I'll wash your face."

In the bathroom, the faucet was turned on, and the water was rushing. Rong Ling lowered his head, a strand of hair fell on his forehead, and was washing his hands intently. He squeezed another ball of hand sanitizer into his palm and foamed it, as if to wash every inch of his skin. All washed clean.

When instructing Ning Muxue to practice, it was inevitable that there would be physical contact and skin-to-skin contact, which even made Rong Ling feel a little nauseous. She frowned and rubbed her hands harder.

Someone came out from the bathroom, walked to her to wash his hands, and said slowly: "Rong Ling, although you are really good at dancing, you don't need to waste so much time on Ning Muxue, right?"

Throughout the morning, the interaction between Rong Ling and Ning Muxue was noticed by almost everyone.

Being able to speak like this, you don't need to look up to know it's Luo Wenwen.

"What's wrong?" Rong Ling asked.

"You still don't know?" Luo Wenwen whispered, "I'm about to choose the program and teammates for the public performance stage. Have you figured out what you're going to perform?"

public performance?Rong Ling thought for a while: "No..."

Unexpectedly, there is still such an old god, Luo Wenwen felt that the emperor was not in a hurry and the eunuchs were in a hurry: "Then what if the show doesn't match your style, it will be a disadvantage?"

Someone next to him interrupted: "That's right, Rong Ling, this is a competition, not a game. If you focus on Ning Muxue, it will affect your practice. Kindness is useless in this kind of draft competition."

Didn't expect that in their eyes, his actions were actually kind?

Rong Ling couldn't help laughing, but didn't deny it.

Everyone in the entertainment industry knows that a person can be popular, but in the final analysis, he is looking at metaphysics. As long as he is lucky, he will gain popularity, and with popularity, he will gain popularity. With popularity, he will have resources. With high popularity, a rising tide lifts all boats, like a snowball.

Rong Ling recalled that in her previous life, Ning Muxue was ridiculed for her poor dancing, and was even ridiculed, but at the same time, more people knew her name, and she still attracted a lot of fans.

With Ning Muxue's strength, among these trainees, she was originally an outlier, but it made her more recognized.

But what if she turns out to be neither the worst nor the best?Will it still be noticed by so many people?

Although this idea may not be 100% effective, there is no loss if you try it, and it will make Ning Muxue trust herself more, so why not do it.

Of course, it was impossible for Rong Ling to explain these thoughts to others, so he could only smile: "It's just a little help, it's not as serious as you say."

As she said that, she had already washed her hands clean, put them under the hand dryer and dried them, and was about to leave.

When they passed by, Luo Wenwen curled her lips unhappily: "Ning Muxue is such a waste, no matter how hard you try, she can't learn to dance."

Rong Ling paused, his face turned cold: "She's not a waste."

If Ning Muxue was a waste, wouldn't he be even worse than a waste when he was defeated by her?

Luo Wenwen didn't know that she had scolded Rong Ling in one sentence, she just thought she was defending Ning Muxue, and was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to answer.

Rong Ling didn't speak, and walked outside. The moment the bathroom door opened, there was a person standing outside.

It was Ning Muxue, seeing her dull expression, she must have heard the conversation of several people inside, she didn't look very well at the moment, she pursed her lips and drooped her head without saying a word.

Being bumped into for speaking ill of others, Luo Wenwen and another contestant also felt a little uncomfortable, cleared their throats, and walked away from Ning Muxue.

Ning Muxue lowered her head, and said in an aggrieved voice, "Rong Ling..."