I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!-Chapter 205: I’m Only 16!

[Guan Yu: ??? I don’t believe it! I don’t believe it!]

[Hahaha, joy turns to sorrow once again!]

[Hahaha, I knew there would be a twist!]

[Everyone looks so confused hahaha]

[Pfft... Guan Yu’s expression froze, jerking and closing her eyes in shock when she was hit]

[That fool Li Yang ran away and didn’t think to come back, just standing on tiptoes to watch the fun]

[Guan Yu is so unlucky hahahahaha]

[??? Sailor Moon with a grandma who hits people with a fan handle?]

[Covered in a messy curtain, you’re the only one on the street looking flashy... Just like my mom’s words back in the day]

[So Guan Yu isn’t Sailor Moon, but... cosplaying Little Sakura with a curtain?]

[Cheng Huixue Teacher! I actually saw her on a variety show!]

[A few months ago, I watched her stage play, it was amazing, all veteran artists, and I was moved to tears]

[The great figures our school can’t afford to invite, how come they’re on a variety show?]

[Does anyone still not know? This show has become the largest platform for showcasing performing arts]

[Brother Cheng is truly a walking encyclopedia of art knowledge]

[This fan handle, jump to dodge! Crouch to dodge! Spin to dodge!]

[The person at the front seems quite experienced, is everyone a professional 20-year dodger?]

While Guan Yu was confused, she had to forcefully cooperate with the non-stop performance of the grandma.

The fan handle, as thick as a finger, was raised high, about to strike her, she quickly jumped up and ran in circles.

"No! Grandma, pause for a moment! I think you really got the wrong person!"

"You unfilial daughter! How could I mistake you? You’re the only one wandering the streets dressed like a rainbow!"

"Grandma! Wait, wait, I’m Little Sakura! On TV..."

"Oh really! You even changed your name, didn’t you?! Not satisfied with the name Xiao Hua I gave you?!"

"...Well, it isn’t very nice... Ah! Grandma! Stop hitting!"

The fan handle mercilessly swung down, Guan Yu dodged like she had fleas on her, skipping and dodging behind everyone.

Everyone followed her dodging path, watching her get struck with great interest.

Though Cheng Huixue Teacher seemed to hit hard, it actually wasn’t, as Guan Yu’s expression remained intact while running.

After chasing Guan Yu for a while, Cheng Huixue Teacher stopped, one hand supporting her knee, the other still pointing the fan at Guan Yu.

Barely able to catch her breath, still scolding: "You, you, take off those flashy clothes! Get ready for matchmaking!"

"... Matchmaking?" Guan Yu hid behind Mu Qiu, voice rising in surprise, "No, what, matchmaking? I’m still young!"

Mu Qiu turned and looked at her speechlessly, already guessing what she would say.

I’m still young; I’m just eighteen. How could I be ready for matchmaking already?

Sure enough, Guan Yu shamelessly said it the next second.

"I’m only sixteen, I still have to study! I don’t want matchmaking!"

Mu Qiu: Well, even more shameless than I imagined.

The mention of sixteen made others show the same speechless expression as Mu Qiu, Shu Ran couldn’t help asking those around her.

"Sixteen? Is she getting into the role?"

Shi Yuhuai, unknowingly adopting Mu Qiu’s manner of speaking, answered her: "She’s dreaming."

"... That’s true."

Upon hearing this, the grandma got even angrier, her hand holding the fan trembled, "You, you..."

Fearing the stress might harm her, Guan Yu quickly stepped up to support her.

The grandma took advantage of the support posture to swat her twice more.

"You’re still sixteen! You, a thirty-eight-year-old, don’t even bother to save face! Nearly two cycles older than sixteen! Already an old maid, still dressed so flashy!"

Guan Yu let go, so shocked her pink bow tie almost popped off.

"How old?!"

Shu Ran, being close, kindly repeated, "38."

"Pfft—"

Mu Qiu burst out laughing: "So not only is she a grown-up Little Sakura, but a thirty-eight-year-old Little Sakura! Hahaha no wonder they don’t show a thirty-eight-year-old Sakura’s cartoon!"

Li Yang returned and laughed madly along: "Thirty-eight-year-old Sakura hahaha!"

Covering his mouth, he couldn’t help but shake with laughter.

Guan Yu looked at the camera, devastated: "... Impossible!!!"

Her feathers knew she most wanted to dream of being eighteen, how could they set her at thirty-eight?!

The grandma swatted her again, eyed coldly: "How could I be wrong?! Half a year ago you turned thirty-eight, when I arranged matchmaking next door, waiting for the holidays to go through with it!"

Guan Yu trembled along, struggling with despair: "Am I really thirty-eight?"

"How could it be wrong?! Quickly, change out of those flashy clothes and go to the academy to find Xiao Cao!"

"... What, everyone’s names are so casual?"

Grandma moved to raise the fan handle again, Guan Yu quickly blocked, "No, no, I think upon reflection, that name is actually quite dignified!"

The fan handle lightly knocked on her head, furious with disappointment, "Hurry up, change clothes, and find them!"

Guan Yu spent half a minute preparing mentally, convincing herself to accept the identity of thirty-eight-year-old girl cosplayer, raising a rigid smile, asking a final question.

"But now the problem is, I already have someone I like, arranging forceful matchmaking won’t make me happy."

By this point, the five others present might have asked who, but Cheng Huixue Teacher’s performance was so engaging, genuine, they didn’t dare interrupt.

Finally, Cheng Huixue Teacher asked herself, expression and wrinkles relaxed, voice gentler, "You have someone you like? Who?"

Clearly a mother worried about her aging daughter’s prospects, not simply trying to sell her off, seen through this performance detail.

Mu Qiu was impressed.

Though the counterpart veered away from realism, opting for comedy.

Guan Yu waved her hand, pointing to the three male guests, full of bravado: "Here..."

Upon reaching Li Yang, she paused, narrowing the scope to only Cheng Zhirang and Shi Yuhuai.

"Here, I’m too greedy, I like both!"

Li Yang: "... I’m leaving, get me out of here. Don’t pull me!"

Shi Yuhuai obediently let go of the chain on his clothes.

"...Brother Huai, are you really not pulling me?!"

Shi Yuhuai only finds him even fussier than some overly dramatic women.

And after hearing Guan Yu’s words, grandma returned to her fierce self, the fan handle mercilessly smacking her shoulder, "I think you’re dreaming!"

Guan Yu: Wuwuwu, so hurtful, can’t I like people across boundaries?