Switched Life:I Went Viral on a Family Variety Show
Chapter 207: Everyone Thinks She Looks Like a Eunuch

Chapter 207: Chapter 207: Everyone Thinks She Looks Like a Eunuch

Sang Ning and Shen Yi were the first to enter the rehearsal room.

After stepping in, Qingyue glanced toward the door and asked, "Where’s Lu Ye? Why didn’t he come in with you two?"

Shen Yi practically had ’annoyed by Qingyue’ written all over his face and didn’t even bother to respond with a perfunctory answer.

"He has diarrhea. Went to the restroom," Sang Ning casually covered for Shen Yi’s silence, giving Qingyue a cold glance before returning to her original spot to continue reading the script.

Coincidentally, the screenwriter caught this icy gaze of hers.

It struck everyone as odd—Lu Ye obviously hadn’t left with Sang Ning, so how did she know what he was doing?

But nobody voiced this question. Wang Qiuhong and Xi Meina just wanted to focus on acting and avoid getting involved in any drama.

As for Qingyue, he couldn’t care less. Given how Sang Ning and Shen Yi were constantly treating him with disdain, he wasn’t about to go out of his way to create more unpleasantness for himself.

The screenwriter paid it no mind either. To her, Lu Ye, with his terrible acting skills coupled with his arrogance, wasn’t worth the effort of caring.

The allotted two hours for the script reading hadn’t run out yet; as long as he made it back within the timeframe, it was fine by her.

Half an hour later, Lu Ye, who had almost been forgotten by everyone, finally returned to the rehearsal room.

He looked exhausted, his back hunched over, arms dangling weakly at his sides, appearing utterly drained of energy.

Apart from two people who understood the situation, the others looked at him with collective puzzlement.

What happened to Lu Ye? He looked like he’d been wrung dry by a dehydration machine.

Even the screenwriter noticed something was off about him and, out of politeness, asked, "Lu Ye, are you alright?"

"Alright"? Hardly! It was a disaster!

Lu Ye screamed internally, but when he lifted his gaze and met Sang Ning’s ambiguous, half-smiling expression, his spirit instantly deflated.

"I’m fine, screenwriter. Just sat on the toilet for too long and my legs went numb," Lu Ye fabricated a random excuse.

Sang Ning almost burst out laughing. How was it that she and Lu Ye seemed to share some oddly bizarre chemistry?

Lu Ye assumed Sang Ning was still mocking him for being such a ’pretty boy.’ Unconsciously, he rested his hand on his abdomen, gently rubbing it in a circle, silently vowing.

Give him three months—just three months—and he’d transform himself into a fierce wolf who would tear Sang Ning apart!

The screenwriter, though she found Lu Ye strange, decided to let it go when she saw him rubbing his stomach.

Better to stick to her task as a scriptwriter and not waste her energy meddling unnecessarily.

"Alright, let’s move on to discussing character assignments. If you have any questions about the script content, now’s the time to bring them up," the screenwriter said, gathering everyone into a small circle to start discussing the script.

Wang Qiuhong and Xi Meina were the first to voice their opinions. They both refused to cross-dress as male characters and expressed a preference for the only two female roles in the production.

The screenwriter scrutinized their faces carefully. Both gave off a delicate and soft impression.

The two female characters, the eunuch’s love interest and his adopted daughter, were inherently designed with personalities marked by patience and timidity. Wang Qiuhong and Xi Meina’s appearances aligned well with the roles’ characteristics.

The real challenge was casting the eunuch. The screenwriter already had a suitable candidate in mind but followed protocol by asking if anyone was interested in playing the part.

The eunuch, though a villain, was written with depth, making it a role with strong audience appeal if performed well.

Both Lu Ye and Qingyue expressed their interest in taking on the role, only to be rejected outright by the screenwriter.

She told Lu Ye his appearance didn’t align with the character—barely stopping short of outright calling him unattractive.

As for Qingyue, his sunny and wholesome looks were at odds with the eunuch’s sinister vibe, making him unsuitable for the role as well.

Lu Ye was indignant and pointed directly at Shen Yi, challenging the screenwriter, "If neither Qingyue nor I fit, then who does? Shen Yi? Screenwriter, don’t you think you’re playing favorites here?"

The screenwriter glanced at Shen Yi and shook her head. "Shen Yi won’t work either."

"He does have a subtle aura of melancholy, but melancholy and gloominess are two entirely different things."

Shen Yi: "..."

Lu Ye finally felt vindicated, lowering his hand and softening his tone. "So all three male actors in our group have been ruled out. Who else is there? Are you planning to bring in someone from another group?"

"Isn’t there still someone within our group? I think Sang Ning would be perfect!" the screenwriter said, pointing directly at Sang Ning.

Sang Ning’s lips twitched. Seriously? Why did everyone seem to think she resembled a eunuch?

All eyes immediately turned to Sang Ning. At that moment, the screenwriter suddenly reached out, making an abrupt motion toward Sang Ning’s chest.

Even if the screenwriter was a woman, that didn’t give her an excuse to act like a creep!

Before the intrusive hand could land, Sang Ning instinctively raised her arm and seized the screenwriter’s wrist. Her gaze turned icy and menacing in an instant.

Mindful of the fact that the screenwriter was female, Sang Ning mercifully restrained her strength, but the screenwriter still yelped in pain.

As she cried out, she turned to the group and asked, "Did you see that? Doesn’t Sang Ning have the perfect psychotic expression for the role?"

Sang Ning: "..."

A unanimous chorus of "Yes!" echoed in response, prompting Sang Ning to release the screenwriter’s wrist.

Who exactly was the real psychopath here!

Lu Ye, recalling the torment he endured in the dressing room and Sang Ning’s sinister glare, couldn’t agree more.

As much as he despised Sang Ning, he had to admit—if she were cast in the role, he wouldn’t object.

But Qingyue, on the other hand, wasn’t having it. He felt that playing this character only required maintaining a cold and detached expression—something he was fully capable of.

"Screenwriter, your opinion doesn’t count. Let’s wait for the director to decide," Qingyue stated bluntly before taking his script and retreating to a corner.

He had the strongest backing now. Among these 24 people, even Shen Yi’s current status couldn’t overshadow him.

For Qingyue, the only question was whether he wanted the role, not whether he could play it.

The screenwriter was left standing in an awkward silence. As the writer, she knew her own characters inside and out—who matched the roles and who didn’t was clear to her.

Qingyue’s blatant disrespect threw her off. So much for the entertainment industry gossip; the reality was way worse.

Rumors had long circulated about Shen Yi’s diva-like behavior back when Roche hadn’t disbanded. But in truth, who was the real diva here?

The script discussion continued, though Qingyue had completely withdrawn from the conversation, waiting for the director to arrive and announce the casting decisions outright.

Unexpectedly, it wasn’t the director who showed up—it was Wen Jiu.

Wen Jiu was dressed in a soft blue spaghetti-strap dress that flowed to her ankles. Her sleek black hair draped down to her waist, exuding the same gentle elegance as always.

"So, has your group finalized the casting arrangements?" Wen Jiu asked as she approached the screenwriter with a serene smile, extending her hand to request a copy of the script.

Before the screenwriter could respond, Sang Ning had already offered her own copy to Wen Jiu.

Wen Jiu smiled warmly at Sang Ning, uttered a soft "thank you," and lowered her head to read through the script.

Sang Ning felt a wave of joy wash over her. Interacting with such a stunning beauty was truly a delight.

After swiftly scanning the script to get a grasp of the storyline and the characters, Wen Jiu raised her head and asked, "Has Jiuqiansui’s role been decided yet?"