278: Chapter 278: Comparing Fame?
Ning Fan Has No Fame 278: Chapter 278: Comparing Fame?
Ning Fan Has No Fame The music gradually softened, and Ning Fan’s and Bai Yunxi’s movements became slower and slower until Ning Fan, holding Bai Yunxi’s hand, leapt into the final pose.
The stunning dance and graceful moves delighted the audience, earning praise from countless onlookers in their hearts.
Their dance shocked the entire hall, and everyone watched them with gaping mouths.
Compared to the dance Shen Xuedong and Bai Yunxi rehearsed before, the partnership between Ning Fan and Bai Yunxi was truly perfect, leaving Shen Xuedong far behind.
However, Shen Xuedong now found himself relegated to a supporting role, feeling not only unwilling but also filled with immense jealousy towards Ning Fan, who had stolen the spotlight from him,
and at the same time, seeing how Bai Yunxi danced better with Ning Fan than with him, he couldn’t stop cursing the pair under his breath.
Bai Yunxi’s agent was dumbfounded, having not expected Ning Fan to be so impressive, but she also felt a bit regretful since, despite Ning Fan’s superiority in skill, he still fell short in terms of fame.
As the music ended, Bai Yunxi looked at Ning Fan in front of her in amazement, also somewhat disbelieving that she had been able to enter such a trance-like state.
Ning Fan might have seemed unreliable, but he had slapped everyone in the face with the facts.
At that moment, Ning Fan walked up to a scowling Shen Xuedong, grinned, and patted his shoulder, saying, “Apprentice, aren’t you going to pay your respects to your master?”
Shen Xuedong’s face showed panic; they had made a bet before, and everyone around them could testify.
Now, if Ning Fan truly made him acknowledge him as his master, it would be an unbearable loss of face.
But the odd looks from the crowd around him made Shen Xuedong feel the sting of embarrassment.
For the sake of his reputation, he ultimately forced a disdainful reply, “You think you can win with the kind of dance you performed?
Besides, I’m her dance partner!”
Having said this, Shen Xuedong looked at Ning Fan with smugness.
Upon hearing this, many furrowed their brows, and likewise, a substantial number of students from the dance department, although impressed by Ning Fan, were loyal supporters of Shen Xuedong.
Now that Shen Xuedong had avoided the main point, they immediately echoed his sentiment.
“Who wins and who loses is still undecided!”
“Exactly, Teacher Shen isn’t necessarily any worse…”
Only, their tone was noticeably less confident than before.
Xu Xiaoqing and her group had just come down from the stage and happened to hear Shen Xuedong’s remarks.
“How shameless can this person be!” Wang Xiaodie couldn’t help exclaiming, with Zhou Jiangming nodding in anger beside her.
At this moment, Xu Xiaoqing was also clenching her teeth angrily while looking at Shen Xuedong, unable to believe someone could be so brazen.
Ning Fan didn’t care about what others said and simply retorted, “Who said her dance partner has to be you?”
The crowd was stunned; indeed, that was the case—no one had specified that Bai Yunxi’s dance partner had to be Shen Xuedong.
For a moment, Shen Xuedong’s supporters fell silent, unsure what to say next.
Shen Xuedong’s face turned pale, his eyes full of panic as he glared at Ning Fan and demanded, “What do you mean by that?”
“Apprentice, is that how you speak to your master?”
“…” Shen Xuedong bit his lip, unable to utter a word at the rebuke.
He didn’t dare to continue speaking, as doing so would return the conversation to the topic of the bet.
The wager of submitting to a master had been his own words; everyone present had heard it, and if it really came down to judgement, Shen Xuedong knew very well that he had no confidence in the outcome.
Just then, Bai Yunxi’s agent frowned and interjected, “What does it matter if the dance was good?
There are plenty of good dancers out there, and besides, do you have the fame of Master Shen?”
After speaking, Zheng Wenxiu shook her head.
Although she could see that Ning Fan had real talent, so what?
The performance tonight was of utmost importance.
Talent alone couldn’t completely make up for Bai Yunxi’s disadvantages; it also depended on having a gimmick.
And that gimmick was something Ning Fan lacked.
He didn’t have it, but Shen Xuedong did.
Even though Shen Xuedong’s dancing wasn’t as good as Ning Fan’s, how could it matter when he had fame?
Shen Xuedong had collaborated with many big stars and had even been a mentor to many of them.
In terms of social connections, Ning Fan was at a significant disadvantage.
Ning Fan came from obscurity.
How could he be promoted to the public?
Even if he were to become Bai Yunxi’s dance partner, what good would it do?
In the entertainment industry, social connections were very important.
With fame, everything else becomes easier.
Compared to the renowned Shen Xuedong, Ning Fan, who had no influence whatsoever, wasn’t even in Zheng Wenxiu’s consideration.
“Hmph, I don’t know where this nobody came from, thinking he can steal the spotlight!”
At this moment, Shen Xuedong, with a tone of mock and sarcasm, made a comment that instantly tickled Zheng Wenxiu’s vanity.
At this time, Ning Fan shrugged his shoulders and couldn’t help but give a wry smile.
Indeed, he had no fame; his only contribution to Bai Yunxi was his skill in dance.
Zheng Wenxiu then said to Bai Yunxi, “Yunxi, don’t overthink it.
Tonight is different.
A nobody, no matter how well he dances, is useless!”
Bai Yunxi didn’t say anything, but she looked at Ning Fan and couldn’t help but sigh in her heart.
“Listen to me, just bring out the state you were in earlier and practice well with Master Shen.
Tonight, you will definitely stand out!”
“Do you know who Master Shen is?
You started out in dance; you should know what kind of presence his mentor has in the dance world!”
Zhen Wenxiu spoke earnestly and tenderly, while Shen Xuedong became increasingly smug, his gaze toward Ning Fan was full of malice.
Although Bai Yunxi’s impression of Ning Fan was still somewhat unfavorable because of what happened that night, she disliked Shen Xuedong even more.
But at the moment, she felt helpless because tonight was indeed too important for her.
Xu Xiaoqing couldn’t hold back her anger any longer and pouted, “Is fame all that impressive?
Our Ning Fan is way more famous than him.”
As soon as these words came out, everyone around was stunned.
Ning Fan was amused and quickly wrapped his arms around the young girl’s waist, shooting her a flirtatious wink and saying with a laugh, “That’s my sister-in-law speaking so nicely, pleasant to the ears!”
Xu Xiaoqing’s face turned red, and she scolded softly, “Who’s your sister-in-law…”
While speaking, the young girl’s gaze toward Ning Fan became somewhat resentful.
The next second, however, the room erupted into raucous laughter.
Xu Xiaoqing’s claim that Ning Fan was more famous than Shen Xuedong instantly provoked a burst of ridicule, with most people laughing so hard they doubled over.
Agent Zheng Wenxiu laughed heartily, her eyes almost filling with tears as she looked at Xu Xiaoqing with an air of naivety.
“Him?” Zheng Wenxiu couldn’t resist teasing, “He could be more famous than Master Shen?
Young lady, you must be joking with us, right?”
Shen Xuedong also sneered on the side, and at the same time, he made a mental note of Xu Xiaoqing, this young girl.
Looking at Ning Fan, Shen Xuedong’s nose was practically pointed towards the sky.
“You, a little runt, think you can compete with me in terms of fame?”