I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!-Chapter 270: Then I’ll Say This First—Honest Advice Is Hard to Hear
Yun City can make Mu Qiu feel very familiar and comfortable, and there’s another reason: the people.
Especially someone in particular.
Zhao Yu enthusiastically helped with luggage and cleaning, making her feel like she was staying at a hotel, with Zhao Yu as the hotel staff, determined to make her feel at home.
Once everything was finally cleaned up, Zhao Yu held her hand on the sofa: "Dinner’s on you, right?"
"Sure," Mu Qiu replied seriously, "With service this good, I have to treat you!"
Zhao Yu clapped both hands and stood up: "Then let’s go go go, I’ve already picked a place near your door."
"... I thought you were smiling so happily because you were looking at Su Yan’s photos."
"Now that you’re back, you’re obviously my priority."
Mu Qiu stood up too, grabbed a mask, and followed Zhao Yu out. She retorted as they walked.
"The type of priority who doesn’t even edit my screenshots?"
"That’s because I love the unaltered you."
"... Slightly nauseating."
The two went to a restaurant outside Yun City University, trying out a private room for two for the first time.
On the way in, Zhao Yu kept talking: "Now I can finally feel the realness of having a rich best friend."
Normally when they ate, they wouldn’t pay extra to go up to the third floor for a private room.
Mu Qiu also felt a little inexplicably excited.
After her book was adapted, she joined the crew as a screenwriter, and then with her bag, she entered "Different Variety Show" as a fixed MC, meeting people richer than her along the way.
So she hadn’t yet had a chance to experience the feeling of sudden wealth.
Now going out to spend money with her best friend, that excitement of suddenly finding money on a flat road came rushing in.
Sitting in the private room, she took a breath and waved grandly at Zhao Yu: "Order whatever you like!"
Zhao Yu immediately picked up the menu: "Alright! I was waiting for you to say that!"
"Let’s start with a portion of hairy crabs, some crayfish, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, medium rare steak, apple pie, and for soup, let’s go with mushroom soup—your favorite..."
Hearing the words mushroom soup made Mu Qiu’s eyes twitch.
"Do you remember the mushroom soup you ordered for me from another city?" she asked.
Zhao Yu was deeply focused on ordering, her head not even rising: "Of course I remember, it cost me half a day’s salary, and the reviews were quite good. What, you want to thank me?"
"... I’m really grateful to you."
Although it was a bit poisonous, it did help pave the way on her journey to Cheng Zhirang, so it was somewhat useful.
After ordering, Zhao Yu leaned back in her seat, sipping on lemon water, and asked Mu Qiu.
"What are you looking at so seriously? You were about to smile. Did you see a handsome guy?"
"You noticed," Mu Qiu had just replied to Cheng Zhirang’s message and looked up, smiling: "Super handsome."
"Is he as handsome as Yan Shen?"
"Different styles, alright?"
One was High Peak Snow, another was a gentle young master, one a top idol, the other a ten-year actor, hardly comparable.
"Speaking of Su Yan," Zhao Yu complained, "I couldn’t resist buying his endorsed makeup recently... it cost me half my salary."
Mu Qiu rolled her eyes: "Since you started working, how much have you saved?"
"Two, two months’ salary, I guess."
"It’s been eight or nine months now, and you’ve only saved two months’ worth, huh," Mu Qiu was speechless, "aside from buying Su Yan’s endorsed products, where else have you spent your money?"
"I sent you rocket gifts on your live streams!"
"Don’t talk nonsense. Rocket gifts are limited, and the money doesn’t reach me. I don’t believe you’re that foolish."
Feeling guilty, Zhao Yu touched the back of her neck, fiddling with the necklace on it.
"Alright, I’ll confess. It’s just that I fell in love with Prince Charming, and you spend a bit more in relationships. I don’t believe in that whole men should pay thing."
"So when are you going to introduce me to your Prince Charming?"
"How long are you staying?"
Mu Qiu thought for a moment, and Cheng Zhirang’s face flashed quickly in her mind.
"Going back on Thursday," she said.
Zhao Yu: "Then Tuesday night, we usually have morning meetings and late shifts on Mondays."
"Okay."
As dishes started arriving, Zhao Yu first tackled the hairy crabs, using her bare hands instead of gloves, while asking Mu Qiu.
"I’ve seen it, from yesterday to now, half of the top ten trending searches are about your show, you’ve embarrassed yourself nationwide."
Mu Qiu: "... It’s all for the sake of the game!"
"Drooling over little handsome guys and Cheng Zhirang was also for the game?"
Mu Qiu fake smiled, stood up, and took the hairy crab from in front of her, "If you’re so chatty, you’re not very hungry."
"Hey hey hey! I won’t mention it anymore!"
Mu Qiu gave her a white-eyed look, put the crab back, and sat down saying: "He’s really handsome, what can I do? Do you dare say he’s not handsome?"
"Handsome, to be honest, Cheng Zhirang’s looks are really exceptional. Though I’m a fan of Su Yan, I can’t help but save his pictures when I see them."
"Then let me ask you this," Mu Qiu leaned forward, squinting at her: "In your photo album, are there more pictures of me or Cheng Zhirang?"
Zhao Yu paused, lowered her head, and kept eating the hairy crab while glancing up at her.
"Ha, I get it."
Mu Qiu leaned back, expressionless: "A guy you just met and who doesn’t even know you has more pictures than me, you heartless woman."
Heartless·Zhao Yu·Woman: "... No, the point is you even admit how good-looking he is."
"So are you saying I’m not good-looking?"
Zhao Yu looked at her, put the hairy crab down: "If you insist on comparing yourself to Cheng Zhirang, I have to say, brace yourself for tough love."
"..."
"But you do have something better than him."
"Oh? What’s that?" This piqued her curiosity.
Zhao Yu licked her fingers and seriously said: "Your curves, he can’t achieve those yet."
"... True."
Now whether she should be happy for the compliment on her figure or be speechless for her being compared to Cheng Zhirang’s figure?
She was a woman, why compare her figure to Cheng Zhirang’s? If Cheng Zhirang’s figure were even more curvaceous than hers, would that even be okay?
She imagined Cheng Zhirang with bulging muscles... eugh, too cringy.
Zhao Yu, unaware she had already started imagining someone’s muscles, continued to ask her:
"You’ve been on the show for four episodes now, how does it feel? No one bullying you, right?"
Mu Qiu took a sip of soup: "Isn’t it a bit late to ask this now? Ever heard of concern coming too late being worthless?"
"So, has anyone bullied you?"
"No, the crew just wants to make a program and earn money, Brother Cheng and the others just want to film the show and go back to rest, no one’s stirring up trouble."
"That’s just a temporary situation." Zhao Yu, mixing in fan circles with top idols, knew many rules of the entertainment world.
She said: "When guest stars are invited in later episodes, you’ll see. There will surely be some stirring the pot. By the way, how are you getting along with Cheng Zhirang?"
Mu Qiu felt her heart skip a beat.
"What do you mean how?"
