Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!Ch126.2 - Cut Him

translator: xiin
editors: apricot & juurensha

Zuo Botang’s figure was moving confidently towards Ming Yao. cmasI

He reached out to him.

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Ming Yao, who was still eating melon, froze. Adrenaline and dopamine reacted before his consciousness could, and the back of his neck turned uncontrollably red. His eyelids kept blinking and twitching––

Zuo Botang came to a sharp realization. The ultimate goal was to form an alliance with Little Ming, which meant that he could invite Little Ming’s teammate to dance instead. The right hand that had originally been stretching out towards Ming Yao slowed down, and he turned to the young woman beside Ming Yao. Zuo Botang bent over in a gentlemanly manner, the sniper’s slender, beautiful hand facing palm up. ie4nNj

The little sister was in a daze as she placed her hand in his.

Zuo Botang ‘followed convention’ and dropped a courtesy kiss on it.

Ming Yao stiffened.

When the captain turned his head, he quickly showed his signature smile, “Great! I get it, I’ll invite captain’s teammate in a minute––!”

Zuo Botang followed the music to the middle of the dance floor. Beneath the crystal lights, the Jingyi sniper gently turned into the most elegant of gentlemen, and the female teammate’s cheeks were a little red. ON6740

After two or three seconds, Ming Yao finally came back to his senses and said, “… Oh, go and invite… the captain’s teammate.”

At the exit to the dance floor, Wu Jin and Wei Shi finally disappeared.

Before they left, a ghost waiter appeared out of nowhere and bowed to the two of them, “Guests of the King, please don’t forget to be at the Parliament Hall at 9 o’clock tomorrow evening. We are waiting for your arrival. The king will reward every warrior who fought for the glory of France.” ubUDBl

Wu Jin listened attentively.

The waiter didn’t say much else and only respectfully opened the door to the corridor for the two of them, “…You’re leaving so early. It must be that the ball was too noisy. Please rest assured that in the next ball… the King will only invite real nobles…”

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The ghost walked through the hall, and the projection disappeared into the empty wall leading back to the dance floor.

Wu Jin looked at its back and said, “Invite real nobles. The admission rules for the next dance will be narrowed down! In the first game, those who have identity cards won’t be eliminated, but in the second game, only those with ‘noble identities’ can continue to play.” Wu Jin calculated quickly, “The aristocrats of Versailles only account for a small number of players. If we have to find a card––”

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The lights in the corridor compartment were dim. Jv10tf

The camera took a few shots, then flew back to the Hall of Mirrors. The big boss gave him an unusual look.

Wu Jin suddenly became alert and shrank back into the corner.

His brain turned around and around, womenswear, womenswear, breaking up, returning the goods, womenswear… kztari

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His lover’s long dress revealed his collarbones, shoulders, and arms, covering the youth with a layer of strange, fascinating charm. It was different from the lively and dazzling temperament that he normally had, and at this time, Wu Jin was like a deliberately decorated, soft and harmless dessert, making people want to act recklessly and unscrupulously have a taste.

Bully the champagne rose pudding into crying a storm.

Wu Jin: “Wuwuwu––!” tpsgG0

Half a minute.

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Rough palms slid through the curly blonde hair, moving from the temples, to the neck and collarbone, down to the waist.

Wu Jin’s eyes were red, “Aaahhh––don’t touch! Don’t touch my waist!” ExN0Q5

Wu Jin fluttered and flailed in Wei Shi’s arms, pinching the big boss’s waist back in anger. The man’s powerful muscles were as hard as iron in a tiger’s mouth.

Wei Shi’s voice was hoarse, “Like it?”

Wu Jin: “……”

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One and a half minutes.

Wei Shi pressed the restart button on the Wu Jin who looked like he’d lost his soul.

“I want to change clothes, I want to change clothes…” The Wu Jin machine repeated.

Wei Shi nodded, “Okay. I’ll buy this dress later.” QYfrsd

Wu Jin switched to another program on repeat, “Don’t buy it! Don’t buy it! Don’t buy…”

Behind him, the door leading out of the dance floor opened again. Chu Chu lifted up her skirts and bounced and jumped at the back, while Vera walked in quickly up ahead. She let out a breath of relief when she saw her idol.

The small team of four was gathered together. oqOS1L

Wu Jin pushed open the door to the corridor, and the cold wind finally woke him up from his daze.

It was different from when they’d come in. The dark corridor was now full of lights, and footsteps could be heard in the distance.

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“The progress of the instances have been accelerated.” Wu Jin explained to his other three teammates, “Just now, the outside of the Hall of Mirrors was renovated. We need to grab at least two noble cards in order to ensure that both teams can advance at the same time––”

There was the sound of approaching footsteps.

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They all looked into the corridor at the same time. cWlMwX

A couple of ghost maids hurriedly came over, their expressions sharp and mean, “Her? If I were the king, I would’ve driven her out of Versailles ten years ago…”, “I can only smell the fishy smell of the Parisian market on her. God! She’s a mistress who brings shame on France!”

The maids suddenly froze when they bumped into Wei Shi, who was at the front. They bowed and saluted immediately after seeing their fashionable wear, and one of them even started blushing slightly.

Wu Jin sighed emotionally. These AI’s were programmed really well! IsGXze

The other two maids couldn’t tear their gazes away from Wu Jin. They looked both curious and excited. Wu Jin could clearly recognize the expression of looking at the subjects of their gossip on their faces.

The maids disappeared down the other side of the corridor.

“The ghosts are appearing?” Vera asked, her mouth open in amazement. IelTgt

Wu Jin nodded, “They can see us, and we can see them.” At this time, the scenes were fully consistent with the ghost event at Trianon Palace––the contestants were no longer pursuing legends in the Palace of Versailles that had been lost over tens of centuries. Instead, they were now deeply entrenched in history itself.

Wu Jin suddenly lifted his head and looked at the hanging painting to one side of the wall.

“Louis XIV.” S7NDlV

A group of men and women swept in like the wind from the direction the maids had emerged. They surrounded a beautiful lady with gentle eyes and features, who held an envelope in her hands.

Beside her was a rather arrogant messenger.

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“You’ve met Frederick II?” The lady asked gracefully, “Thank you for delivering Lord Voltaire’s letter. I will tell the King––please help me convey a greeting from Madame de Pompadour to Lord Voltaire…”

She stopped abruptly, looked ahead in surprise, and then nodded to the competitors who were standing there.

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“What a coincidence. My guests have also arrived.”

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Madame de Pompadour’s eyes swept over the faces of the four of them, pausing slightly as they passed over Wu Jin.

Chu Chu squeaked and tugged at Vera’s sleeve.

Vera: “???”

Chu Chu was sad, “Pompadour was Louis XV’s chief mistress. She’s looking at us, and it must be because she’s deciding who is the biggest threat to her. Be honest, am I… not… not as good looking as Little Witch?” VSRqQX

Vera was in a trance, “Let’s not be honest… wait a minute, another mistress?!”

This madame’s maid came over to lead the way for them. Wu Jin whispered, “Not just a mistress.”

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“She was also an iron-fisted politician of France who rode the waves and storms.”

Wei Shi: “The seven year Anglo-French War.”

Wu Jin nodded.

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Vera’s and Chu Chu’s brains were still lost in the fog. The maid led them to Madame de Pompadour’s reception room, where a map and a sand table was spread out over the long table, and miscellaneous books were piled up on the shelves, ranging from encyclopedias to historical biographies, law, and philosophy.

The door to the reception room opened, and the maid smiled sweetly when Wu Jin inquired as to why they were there.

“The Marquise said that there are another four guests who haven’t yet arrived.”

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An 8 person instance.

Wu Jin finally confirmed it. If there was no accident, then this was for the Madame de Pompadour card, and they were just waiting for the next group of players to show up––

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The ballroom dance floor. TCU1pd

The contestants chose partners one by one, forming alliances, and kissing each other on the backs of their hands. It continued until it was Zoe’s turn.

The White Moonlight captain went to Wen Lin’s teammate and offered his hand.

The female contestant agreed readily and even before the ‘ceremonial kiss’ arrived, she had been dragged out onto the dance floor. Pvs 5t

The female contestant: “……”

After the song ended, Wen Lin and Zoe formally formed an alliance and met together in the corridor.

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“A kiss isn’t required for forming an alliance.” Zoe’s lips were tight with anger as he spoke.

Wen Lin: “Ah…”

Zoe was absolutely certain now, “That beast is taking advantage of Little Witch!”

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Zoe pulled out a large, shiny, 1.5m machete from behind him.

Wen Lin: “You want to…”

Zoe took hold of the hilt to the blade, his voice cold and cruel, “Cut him.”

xiin: i think Wen Lin clued in a long time ago…
Juurensha: Wen Lin seems to be covering for them a bit, hahaha. Also Ming Yao, understand your own feelings! And I kind of ship Chuchu and Vera now? WRJlND