I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!-Chapter 168: Speeding
[To be honest, I went back and repeatedly looked at the little bit of romantic plot, and found there are only two types – love at first sight where they can’t wait to devour each other, and slow-burning love that takes forever to come together. There’s no other romantic scenario.]
[I have to say, I went back and re-read... the mere few bonus Chapters, and from my observation, all the feelings stem from Author’s personal imagination.]
[Sister, I’m the literature class representative, let me summarize for you – to put it bluntly, Author, you’ve never been in a relationship so you can only rely on dreams and imagination to write, how pitiful.]
[Moreover, I must say, men really aren’t that... enduring, Author, stop having the main characters go on for several hours or even half the night. It gives us unrealistic expectations!]
[The story is moving too fast; my math workbook is full of circles now.]
[My boyfriend and I weren’t love at first sight or a slow burn; we only felt something when we accidentally hugged on our second meeting.]
[Author: Enough, I’ve heard enough of this sweetness I’ve never experienced.]
Mu Qiu changed her position and curled up in a corner, speaking helplessly: [I was wrong.]
Mu Qiu: [I shouldn’t have written romantic plots for you all to see; I should let them stay single till they grow old.]
[No, no, no, no, no need!]
[I think going on till midnight is still okay. People have to dare to imagine.]
[Love only hinders your performance! Love is troublesome; you have to consider his feelings every day, observe if he’s talking to other girls, and even help him with homework. It’s exhausting!]
[You can just start with a sports car, even roll over my face, I don’t mind.]
[So, are we getting a new Chapter now? How about writing a badass female lead drama without d? I’ve already got a name for you, call it "The Hehuan Sect Senior Sister’s 99 Loves"]
[Isn’t that a bit too cheesy?]
Messages scrolled by quickly. Mu Qiu sat cross-legged, placing the phone between her thighs, idly watching.
The discussion in the group chat gradually veered off topic, turning into a brainstorm session for naming a stunning and enticing female lead story.
The air conditioner silently vented fresh air into the room, the lights were bright, and the night crept in with its silent serenity.
If at this moment Cheng Zhirang pushed the door open, what kind of cause-and-effect storyline would unfold?
She suddenly thought of this and then imagined various scenarios, almost unable to control her mind from fantasizing about the following plot.
This has been happening at some point, the usual extension time for small inspiration tags slowly transformed into imagining Cheng Zhirang.
With her legs a bit numb, Mu Qiu changed her position again and asked a question in the group chat.
Mu Qiu: [Do you guys think I really need to get into a relationship?]
[Isn’t it obvious? Even marketing accounts can’t stand your single status for so many years and specially sent over dating rumors on trending searches.]
[If you’re considering real-life practice to facilitate writing, I’m on board.]
[Hope you find someone self-sufficient and not clingy, so it doesn’t affect your writing.]
[Go for it, I’ll use an alt account to date you, checking if you’ve eaten well and slept well every day.]
Mu Qiu: [Cheap care is the most useless thing in a relationship; you might as well use the alt account to throw money my way and put me on the millionaire list.]
[Then I guess my ideal type isn’t like you anyway, so let’s just call it fate never crossed paths/dog head.]
[If you want to date, go for it. Let the rumor mongers see you have your own romantic storyline now.]
[If dating affects your writing speed, hand him over to us; we’ll use alt accounts to act as if we’re interacting with him.]
[Amazing... you guys are impressive.]
[After falling in love, will you write more bonus content? I bet you will, so go ahead, want me to help introduce someone?]
[Dear, just stay at home and date online, it’s wild dogs outside.] 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
[You can dream twenty-four hours a day, dating twenty-four handsome men in your dreams, and write twenty-four books.]
[This is like dating the twenty-four solar terms, isn’t it? Hahaha]
[Anyway, you write; you might as well date while at it, and if you break up, you can write a tragic love story.]
Mu Qiu: [You guys are heartless.]
Mu Qiu: [I’m going to date online, farewell, children, Dad is setting sail tonight.]
[Pretty lady, want to date online with me? The sound of coins dropping]
[I love the sound... Love it, love it.]
Messages kept scrolling up. Mu Qiu turned off her phone and leaned back against the corner, staring out the window at the floating night.
She said she wanted to date online, but she wasn’t lying.
Cheng Zhirang sent her a message.
[Brother Cheng: Are you getting used to it?]
[Pretty well.]
[Brother Cheng: Did you have dinner?]
[I did.]
[Brother Cheng: Are you still a kid? You answer obediently to every question.]
[Emmmm]
[Brother Cheng: What does emmmm mean?]
He even carefully typed five m’s to ensure what he typed matched her response.
Mu Qiu suddenly burst into laughter.
She could imagine him somewhere, holding his phone, slightly frowning in confusion.
[It means, I really like Brother Cheng.]
After a while, a reply came from the other side.
[Brother Cheng: You, oh you.]
Mu Qiu got out of her little corner, rolled around in the soft bed, and the joy in her heart replaced the gloom, bubbling over continuously.
On the first day of dating the entertainment industry’s handsome brother, she was so happy that even in her sleep, the corners of her mouth were upturned.
The next day, a new Monday.
She woke up at eight-thirty, did yoga, washed up, drank hot water, replied to reader messages, then walked in her floor socks to the kitchen to get peppers from the fridge.
For breakfast, she planned to make a pepper and egg pancake, with a cup of unsweetened soy milk.
The spacious apartment’s floor-to-ceiling windows let in the brilliant sun, beams of light scrambling to come in, casting a golden glow on the person walking briskly in the open kitchen.
The suitable temperature sunlight, the fresh breeze, and the vibrant greenery marked a new beautiful day, enough to keep the undercurrents outside at bay.
The petite, smart speaker in the living room played light, relaxing music, filling the kitchen and living room with a sense of comfort.
As the pancake sizzled and formed, the light music from the speaker turned into a ringtone.
Mu Qiu, wearing floor socks, ran to the sunken living room and picked up the phone from the sofa.
"Hello? Brother Cheng."
The gentle laughter on the other side, even the electric current couldn’t bear to disturb.
"Good morning. I didn’t see your reply, so I switched to calling – did I disturb your rest?"
Mu Qiu walked back to the kitchen with the phone, saying, "No, I’m already making breakfast. Do you hear it?"
She brought the phone receiver closer to the pan, "Do you hear the sizzling sound? Every morning’s joy starts from that sound."
"Does this mean my joy hasn’t started yet?"
"No, your joy should start as soon as you hear my voice."
Cheng Zhirang didn’t argue, his voice filled with smile: "Alright then, to thank you for the joy you provided, I’ve sent something over, it’s at your door. I hope you’ll receive even more joy when you open the door."
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Used your gags hahaha
