When the Side Character Gets a System and Travels through Difference Worlds-Chapter 107: Chi Mo 61

The stage was exquisitely arranged, with professional-grade lighting and artistic design. As Chi Mo walked toward the stage, a path of light unfolded before her, and she followed it step-by-step to the center.

Once she came to a stop, the cameraman quickly switched angles. Soon, Chi Mo’s breathtakingly beautiful face appeared before the public with such clarity for the first time. Before the audience could even gasp and recover from the sheer force of her beauty, the stage suddenly went dark. Immediately after, a single spotlight shone on the slender figure on stage.

Chi Mo drew the round fan tucked at her waist, flicking it over her shoulder with a light, deft motion. Some people can execute dance moves perfectly, possess incredible technical skill, and pull off difficult maneuvers with ease, yet somehow, their performance lacks any sense of beauty.

But Chi Mo wasn’t like that. She also performed highly difficult dance moves, but she made them look easy and relaxed. Her every move was fluid and graceful, looking completely effortless.

A lively accompaniment began to play. Chi Mo held the round fan, half-covering her face and revealing only her crescent-like eyes. Her eyes were incredibly expressive; she could convey coyness, joy, anger, or sorrow all through her gaze.

Watching her perform splits, backbends, shoulder shimmies, and hip twists on stage, it was clear that even though she was dressed conservatively, a hurricane of coy charm and captivating allure swept over the audience.

Shen Jintang’s eyes widened, and she didn’t dare to blink, afraid she would miss even a single frame. A performance like this was truly a rare treasure.

This was especially true in the latter half, when Chi Mo threw her head back, swung her arms, and took several large strides forward. Those few steps sent a fresh wave of gasps through the venue. No one could escape Chi Mo’s charisma. In the face of such ultimate, enchanting allure, all had to bow in submission.

Gao Jing had been live-streaming Chi Mo on her phone, but she became so mesmerized by the performance that the camera had long since drifted off target. In that moment, countless viewers left her stream to find the official broadcast of the event.

By the time she snapped out of it, the dance was already over. Chi Mo was half-reclined on the stage, making a "hush" gesture. The final image froze on her radiant smile, her eyes narrowed slightly, and then the stage went dark.

Chi Mo stood up and discreetly rubbed her lower back. ’That hip-twisting stride just now seems to have been a bit much. Looks like I’ll need to rest well for the next few days.’

She was just about to walk off the stage when the host urgently called out to her, "Ms. Chi, please stay! Ms. Chi, wait just a moment!"

’What choice do I have?’ Chi Mo could only stand on stage and wait for the host to approach. ’This segment wasn’t part of the previous acts. Is he trying to make me a target for everyone’s jealousy?’

The host walked over to Chi Mo in a few quick steps. "That was a truly stunning performance, so different from Ms. Chi’s previous works. Everyone, wasn’t she beautiful?"

The venue immediately erupted in thunderous applause, peppered with whistles and screams. After all, most of the attendees were streamers—a young crowd that was naturally more uninhibited.

Now out of her performance mode, Chi Mo reverted to her usual introverted, quiet personality. Her eyes crinkled in a smile. "Thank you. This dance is mainly about a feisty, bright, and spirited young lady. Since the feedback is so positive, I’m glad everyone seems to have enjoyed it."

The host laughed. "More than just ’enjoyed it’! It’s only now that I finally understand the meaning of true charm, of captivating allure, of..."

His words made Chi Mo a little embarrassed, mostly because she’d never experienced a situation like this before. After exchanging a few more brief words, the host finally let her go. Chi Mo lifted the hem of her dress and carefully descended the stage. Before she could even find her footing, she was pulled into a hug by Gao Jing and Shen Jintang.

Shen Jintang hugged Chi Mo’s waist tightly, even giving it a few cheeky squeezes. "Such a slender waist! Momo, you’re so beautiful! I feel like those few hip twists you did just now twisted right into my heart!"

Chi Mo fiddled with her earlobe, unable to handle Shen Jintang’s blunt compliments. "You’re... so enthusiastic."

’She’d wanted to say "cheesy," but settled on "enthusiastic" instead.’

Shen Jintang studied her. "I just knew this outfit would look gorgeous on you. My taste is as good as ever."

After hugging Chi Mo, Gao Jing once again aimed her phone at her to live-stream. Chi Mo paid her no mind. ’It’s not like Gao Jing is the only one filming,’ she thought. ’If I really tried to stop everyone, I wouldn’t even know where to begin.’

Only after she was completely away from the stage did Chi Mo rub her lower back again. Gao Jing was perceptive. "What’s wrong? Did your back injury act up?"

"It’s nothing. A hot compress when I get back will fix it." Chi Mo downplayed it. ’What dancer doesn’t have a body riddled with injuries? I already take great care of myself, but that’s just how it is.’

’To shine in the spotlight, you must suffer in the shadows.’

Putting the matter of her back injury aside, Chi Mo changed her clothes and returned to the main hall. This time, even more people were watching her. Even though she was just wearing a simple shirt and a long skirt, she was still the most eye-catching person in the crowd.

It seemed Chi Mo’s dance had completely captivated everyone, as the audience’s reaction to the following performances was lukewarm. They still applauded politely, but compared to just before, the atmosphere had cooled down considerably.

No one’s attention was on the performances on stage; instead, all eyes were on their phones. By now, skilled editors had already clipped Chi Mo’s dance, and it was beginning to spread like wildfire.

Shen Jintang looked at the comments and whispered to Chi Mo, "Everyone’s saying you’re like a little fox, possessing both a young girl’s bright charm and an innate, bewitching allure."

Chi Mo’s ears grew hot. "It’s... not that exaggerated, is it?"

"It is," Gao Jing said in a low voice. "I used to think classical dance was all about being ethereal and fairy-like, but now I know I was just being narrow-minded. I mean, with someone like you, who could possibly escape your charm?"

"If I were an emperor and saw a beauty like that, I’d stop holding morning court altogether..."

Hearing the two of them get more and more outrageous, Chi Mo felt helpless. ’Luckily, they’re both girls. I’m just a little embarrassed; if a man had said those things to me, I would have considered it offensive.’ 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Many people had been watching the live stream, and during Chi Mo’s dance, the viewership had reached an insane number. But after her performance ended, the number of online viewers immediately plummeted.

The head of the platform was also at a loss. What could he do? He never expected Chi Mo to deliver a dance like that. A professional dancer was on a completely different level—she came right out of the gate with a showstopper.

"Our success is because of Chi Mo, but so is our downfall," Cheng Ye sighed, his expression complex as he glanced toward a corner of the venue.

Shen Jinling watched Chi Mo’s row. She was clearly uncomfortable as Gao Jing and Shen Jintang showered her with one compliment after another. From her flustered expression, it looked like she wished she could escape right then and there. It was both pitiful and adorable.

"You should be grateful. At least you gained a huge amount of traffic. Without her, your backend traffic would be at least halved." Shen Jinling stood up. "I’m leaving."

"Wait, you’re just leaving like that? Didn’t we agree to have dinner together later?" Cheng Ye called out, clearly unhappy and a bit resentful of his friend’s sudden departure.