Transmigrated as an old lady, she wreaked havoc and brought down the entire villain's family.

An hour later, when Chen Zhonglun stood in a corner of the stage wearing a huge clown costume, his face was almost contorted with rage, his expression so ferocious that he looked like he wanted to kill everyone in the entire competition venue!

Unfortunately, no one saw it.

Because he was wearing a hood, no one could see his face, no one could see the anger beneath his clown costume!

So, what this ugly old woman meant by "listen to her" was just to make him stand by the stage as a mascot... Okay, he failed at fooling himself...

This ugly old woman actually dared to make him stand on the side of the stage and act like a clown!

He originally thought that the old lady had already arranged the stage performance, and all he had to do was dance a few steps, then give the old lady some suggestions to make the whole dance performance even better. That would mean he had perfectly completed his task and even brought out a champion. That would be fantastic.

But now, what does this collaborative performance have to do with him, the clown standing on the side of the stage?

What purpose does he serve by standing here dressed like this?

That ugly old woman is definitely taking revenge on him on purpose!

Young Master Chen had never suffered such a humiliation in his life!

The judges and contestants in the audience were initially puzzled when they saw that only Grandma Lin was performing on stage.

When will Chen Zhonglun appear on screen?

"I don't know, they might appear later in the story."

"I'm really looking forward to it. I wonder what kind of sparks will fly between Chen Zhonglun and the old lady. Based on their previous interactions, will they suddenly start fighting while jumping around?"

"It's unlikely. Chen Zhonglun wouldn't hit the old lady. He just has a bad temper. They probably have other plans. Let's wait and see."

Then, as everyone watched, they were captivated by Grandma Lin's lively expressions and her novel, rhythmic dance moves, and gradually forgot about Chen Zhonglun.

When the music ended and applause erupted from the audience, Lin Qingqing bowed gracefully in thanks and stepped off the stage.

Chen Zhonglun waited for a long time but no one called him. He couldn't wait any longer. It was too stuffy in the clown costume, so he took off the clown head and saw that the old lady was no longer on stage.

The old lady didn't even call him after her performance!

And nobody in the audience approached him?!

Does anyone even remember this was a collaborative performance?!

Young Master Chen was internally screaming, until someone in the audience finally noticed Chen Zhonglun holding the mascot headgear, and only then did they exclaim in surprise:

"So the clown was actually Chen Zhonglun!"

Chen Zhonglun: "..." Thank you so much.

These words made Chen Zhonglun wish he could just disappear into a crack in the ground.

It would have been better to have stepped down when no one noticed.

Chen Zhonglun was unaware of how disheveled he looked at that moment.

Because it was too hot inside the mascot costume, his short brown hair on his forehead and around his ears was soaked with sweat and stuck to his skin. His carefully styled high head was also pressed down on his head, making him look particularly disheveled. Fortunately, his facial features were three-dimensional and quite recognizable, so even though he looked disheveled, he still had some good looks.

The design is a bit of an eyesore.

Lin Qingqing stood not far away watching this scene, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

This brat is always going against her; she has to teach this ignorant grandson a lesson!

Chen Zhonglun's face was dark and sour. When he came off the stage and saw the old lady Lin with her mouth always turned up, his anger suddenly surged and he couldn't suppress it.

He looked at the rather gloating Old Mrs. Lin and asked irritably, "Did you do this on purpose? Did you just want to embarrass me?"

Lin Qingqing turned her head to the side, her expression calm and composed: "No, how could a clown as handsome as you make a fool of himself? Don't worry about so many details, as long as you win the championship."

"Then why won't you let me perform with you? Why do you insist that I stand on the side wearing this rubbish!" Chen Zhonglun glanced at the clown doll head he was holding, and became more and more annoyed.

What is he still doing holding that weird thing?

Chen Zhonglun threw the clown mask out, and it rolled to a stop against the wall.

Lin Qingqing smiled slightly, crossing her arms over her chest: "Because when I saw your face, I lost my mood to dance."

Chen Zhonglun was so angry that his teeth itched, his eyes blazing with fury: "So you made me cover my face because you were afraid it would affect your performance?"

Lin Qingqing smiled and praised, "You're so smart."

"I haven't even said that performing with you would affect me. Do you think I want to perform with an old lady like you? Besides, this is a duet. Have you considered the opinions of the judges and other people in the audience? They want to see a unique and wonderful performance from the judges and the contestants together!"

"Hmm? But they don't care. Only you care." Lin Qingqing said calmly, turning her head and raising her chin towards the audience.

Chen Zhonglun looked over and saw the judges, contestants, and staff members in the audience all giving a thumbs-up and smiling as they said something.

It's obvious that the topic of discussion isn't him, the clown.

Pshaw! He's not a clown!

Chen Zhonglun closed his eyes, feeling that his blood pressure was a little high.

A few seconds later, he opened his eyes with a look of utter despair, looked at the old woman in front of him, and was so angry that he was speechless.

You can't hit him, you can't scold him, he has nowhere to vent his volatile young master temper!

Chen Zhonglun could only stare blankly, trying to put pressure on the old lady with his eyes. But the old lady's calm expression and unwavering eyes gave him the inexplicable feeling that she was looking at a fool.

So hateful!

Then the old lady ignored him and turned away.

At this moment, Chen Zhonglun's assistant walked over, cautiously looking at Chen Zhonglun's face, which was almost distorted with anger, and whispered, "Young Master, should we do something to prevent this old lady from winning the championship?"

Chen Zhonglun glared at his assistant, kicked him in the shin, and yelled, "Are you stupid! If she doesn't win the championship, then what's the point of me being a clown! And then we lose with an old lady? That would be even more ridiculous!"

The old lady couldn't kick him, but the assistant still kicked and yelled at her.

The assistant clutched his calf, groaned in pain, and dared not speak again.

Chen Zhonglun looked up in the direction where Old Madam Lin's figure had disappeared, and said in a sinister tone, "Don't let me run into that old lady again next time, or I'll definitely teach her a lesson!"

If forceful methods don't work, he can resort to underhanded tactics. He's determined to make this old lady pay a heavy price for what she did on this show!

Chen Zhonglun restyled his hair and walked back to the judges' table, whereupon the other three judges and contestants noticed him.

"You've worked hard, it's great, the design is very unique."

"This dance idea is great, whose idea was it?"

Ignoring the unique styling in the previous paragraph, Chen Zhonglun calmly answered the second question with a smile: "Of course it was my idea, but the old lady also had her own creativity in it. However, after my overall adjustment and upgrade, it was presented as perfectly as it was just now."

One of the male judges couldn't help but ask curiously, "Wow, that's amazing! So why didn't you participate in the performance at all?"

Before Chen Zhonglun could answer, the female judge next to him interjected, "Didn't you participate? Wasn't that clown on stage just now him?"