My aunt is a magical girl, and so am I.

Chapter 17 My life is over!

ate.

I actually gave it to her.

She rehearsed late into the night, then sneaked out of the house in the morning under Gu Yan's interrogation-like gaze, secretly putting on makeup in the women's restroom...

The results of it?

It was all chewed up by gluttony!

Chu Sheng grew angrier the more he thought about it, and on the spot he wanted to rush over and roar, "Witch, give me back my luck!" and then give her a death ray.

But binge eating is grade B.

The chief once said that once you reach Class B, even Paru wouldn't dare to harass you. In other words, Gluttony is a ruthless person who can beat debt collectors to a pulp.

A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle; I'll remember this grudge!

I'll definitely give you a good beating next time!

"Miss Lilith?" a staff member asked cautiously, "Are you alright?"

Chu Sheng raised his head, revealing a smile that was more like a grimace: "Very well, you don't need to pay any attention to me."

The staff sensed that something was wrong with her, so they quietly took a half step back, but still followed behind her.

Chu Sheng huddled in a corner backstage, clutching his small parasol, like an abandoned, gloomy cat.

No, we can't just let it go like this!

She can't beat binge eating, but she can't give up this opportunity!

If she slunk back today, she'll have to find a way to change to a volunteer work position in the future, and the seventh pilot position is the only way out she can see right now!

"Chairman..."

Chu Sheng looked up at the passage leading to the front field, his scarlet vertical pupils slowly lighting up.

The competition continued backstage, with contestants taking the stage one after another.

Contestant number 42 was the pajama-clad magical girl from "My Sword and Shield," who was performing a lullaby. She had only sung the second line when a lighting technician in the front row fell asleep in his seat.

Contestant number 51 is a mecha girl, and her personal presentation is a transformation.

She shouted "Autobots, transform!" from the center of the stage, and then, with a series of clattering sounds, she transformed into a bread truck.

Chu Sheng watched with mixed feelings. These other people were able to finish their performances, so why was she stopped halfway through?

The preliminary selection dragged on until evening. Chu Sheng could only send a message to Gu Yanru, saying that he had run into a classmate from his old town, and they were catching up, and he would go back later.

As darkness fell outside the mall, the contestants who advanced were taken to another side by staff for camera tests, while those who did not advance left the backstage area in twos and threes.

Chu Sheng didn't leave. She sat on a chair at the back of the stage, holding a small parasol in her hands. Her makeup was smudged from crying, and her eyeshadow was rubbed off in a pitiful way, giving her a truly heartbreaking and vulnerable look.

She returned once during her binge-eating session. She was holding a bottle of energy drink, and when she saw that Chu Sheng was still there, she stopped.

"Why are you still here?"

Chu Sheng looked at her coldly.

Gluttony blinked: "Still angry?"

"I'm not angry anymore," Chu Sheng said calmly.

She continued, "You're in a terrible state in my mind right now; I've already used at least eighteen different positions on you."

Gluttony smiled slightly: "That's fine too."

"roll."

"Alright, alright." Gluttony raised his hand, laughing as he backed away. "Lilith, you're really funny."

Chu Sheng grabbed a pack of tissues from the side and threw it at him. Gluttony laughed and dodged it, then turned and followed the staff.

Once the backstage area was empty, Chu Sheng stood up. Her legs were a little numb, and she swayed slightly as she stood up.

The sounds of chairs being dragged and documents being tidied came from the front. Chu Sheng quietly crept to the entrance of the passageway and peeked out halfway.

Over at the judges' table, several staff members were organizing the scoring sheets, and the chairman was getting up from his seat.

The deep red gown clung to her tall figure, stretching her chest into a heavy, full curve. The fabric was so taut it seemed it would burst at any moment. Her waist, however, was surprisingly narrow, widening below her voluptuous hips. The hem of the dress swayed and undulated with her hips and legs as she walked, exuding both poise and arrogance.

Beside the chairman was a secretary wearing black-rimmed glasses, who was holding a folder and reporting in a low voice: "Minister, the list of those who passed the preliminary selection today has been compiled. Three people have directly advanced to the second round, and nine are pending. Among them, number 38, Gluttony, received the best feedback on camera, and the test footage is in..."

"Put gluttony aside for now." The chairman rubbed his temples, looking somewhat tired. "Her problem isn't with the camera, it's with her magic."

"Yes, Minister."

Chairman, head towards the exit, now's the time!

Chu Sheng gritted his teeth and rushed out of the shadows of the passage.

"Chairman!"

Chu Sheng's voice cracked as he shouted, and all the staff members in the front row looked over.

The chairman stopped and saw that it was Chu Sheng. His emerald green eyes were full of impatience.

"Number 37?" She clearly remembered Chu Sheng. "Why haven't you left yet?"

Chu Sheng ran up to her and bowed deeply: "Chairwoman, please give me another chance!"

The chairman looked down at her, her red lips slightly parted: "The preliminary results have been announced."

"There was a reason I made a mistake just now!" Chu Sheng looked up. "It was Gluttony! She ate my luck!"

The staff members standing nearby looked at each other in bewilderment.

"I know," the chairman said calmly.

Chu Sheng's eyes lit up: "Then what do you think..."

The chairman looked at her, his expression unchanged: "Number 37, your performance today was very poor."

She continued bluntly, "Your makeup and styling are good, and your face is memorable, but the stage won't bail you out just because you're pretty. Do you think you could advance based on your original plan, even without binge eating?"

Chu Sheng's eyes immediately reddened. Even without binge eating, she had never stood on a big stage before and was indeed nervous.

"I can practice..." Chu Sheng's voice lowered, "I really can practice."

The chairman had lost his patience and glanced at his watch: "Opportunities aren't won by crying."

After saying that, she turned to leave.

In a moment of impulsiveness, Chu Sheng pounced on him.

"Chairman!!!"

The secretary was so startled she almost dropped the folder: "What are you doing?!"

Chu Sheng immediately grabbed the chairman's leg!

The velvet stockings felt delicate to the touch, revealing plump, firm thighs beneath, full and fleshy without a hint of sagging. Chu Sheng wrapped his arms around them, clinging to them like a little koala, his cheek brushing against the dress.

The chairman looked down at the little girl clinging to his lap, his lips twitching: "Let go."

"I won't let go!"

Chu Sheng was now completely desperate; when a person has no shame, they are invincible!

She looked up, tears streaming down her face. "Chairwoman! Please give me another chance! I really need this position! I can work without pay, I can do my own makeup, I can edit my own videos, I can even serve tea and water to the external publicity department! Just let me stay, I'd even clean toilets!"

"Let go." The chairman's voice was flat.

"I don't!"

Chu Sheng hugged her even tighter: "If I let go today, my life will be over! I'll be chased by Palu for debt, and I'll be forced to become a community grid worker, helping the old lady mediate the issue of the upstairs kid playing marbles! Please, Chairman, save me!"

Several staff members were already trying to suppress their laughter, and the secretary also coughed lightly.

The chairman's expression darkened further: "Are you threatening me?"

"I was promoting myself!" Chu Sheng cried even louder. "I admit I danced terribly today, but it was my first time on a stage like this! Everyone has a first time! Bing Shi has been practicing for two and a half years, of course she can dance! I only practiced for one night!"

The chairman looked down at her for a few seconds: "One night?"

Chu Sheng nodded, sobbing, "To be precise, it was four hours."

The chairman scoffed, "You dare to participate in the preliminary round after only four hours? You look down on the idol industry that much?"

Chu Sheng raised his tear-filled face, his voice filled with sorrow: "No, it's just that dreams don't wait for anyone!"