I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!-Chapter 80: Fainting

At nine o’clock in the morning, it was Cheng Zhirang’s customary exercise time.

The front and back of his gray t-shirt were soaked, and the fabric of the short-sleeved cuffs was stretched into a contour by his muscles. When he did push-ups, the two shoulder blades on his back protruded parallel, making the wet piece of fabric taut.

Up and down, down and up.

The phone was placed far from the yoga mat, next to the towel on the small table. The vibration was almost eliminated, but the ding sound was still very clear.

There’s a new message.

Cheng Zhirang didn’t stop; he continued to finish today’s target number before standing up, gasping for air, walked over to pick up the towel, and casually picked up the phone.

After unlocking, the message was direct, coming from [Variety Show Mu Qiu / Pen Name Fire Man]. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

He paused his motion of wiping sweat; it was that bold and direct author again.

The normally calm man felt a sense of dilemma about whether he should read this message, furrowed his brows pondering, but in the end, he seriously read it through.

After reading it, his brows gradually relaxed, the towel was put down, and finally, he simply sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, projecting the long piece of content onto the LED wall.

In the spacious and tidy exercise room, with floor-to-ceiling windows and the verdant forest in the distance, alongside cool-colored tablecloths and sofa, a handsome man leaning back was meticulously pondering over that story segment on the screen.

This was the first time Cheng Zhirang realized where the professionalism of the author profession lies. Not judging people’s characters by their appearances, not questioning people’s professionalism by their characters—this was a truth he had known for over ten years, but this time, he still got it wrong.

He finally recognized Mu Qiu head-on, perhaps her talent was enough to support her boldness and directness.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, in the verdant forest, sunlight was already scattering on the tree branches’ tips, and it was lunchtime already.

Mu Qiu did not receive a reply from Cheng Zhirang; lunchtime arrived, and she received a remote food delivery from Zhao Yu.

Initially, when the delivery person knocked on the door, she didn’t dare to open it, then Zhao Yu called her with an extremely sweet and obsequious tone, saying it was a gift of filial piety from the unworthy son’s respect to the young father.

Very generous, ordered her a double-serving health soup pot set, also said it was to fully consider her difficulties living alone as a single woman, the double serving was for her to have another meal in the evening.

Mu Qiu was very touched and replied to her casually, "I received the stuff, I know nothing."

Zhao Yu angrily hung up the phone, and before half a minute passed, called back, "Are you serious? My brother really didn’t get too close to that long-legged sister on the show?"

Mu Qiu opened the takeaway, answered her absentmindedly, "To avoid the suspicion that there would be a story when a man and a woman stand together, I didn’t even dare to look at him twice, okay."

As soon as the takeaway box was opened, the fresh aroma of mushrooms wafted out, Mu Qiu, with the phone clamped between her shoulder and ear, sat cross-legged on the carpet, although saying there’s nothing to talk about, the corners of her mouth honestly turned upward.

Zhao Yu on the other side let out a long sigh, "Woke up early on a weekend intending to meet a handsome guy at the gym by chance, but ended up seeing the scandal of my husband all over the screen the moment I woke up. It instantly killed my desire to maintain my figure."

Mu Qiu didn’t agree with her words at all, "Does your husband know you? Is unilateral cloud marriage so popular now?"

"You don’t understand, I am responsible for the dreams I have. You hurry up and think carefully, did my brother ever give Lin Banyan sister any improper look?"

"Yes."

"Yes!???!!!"

Zhao Yu instantly got excited, disbelief spreading from her roar.

"What kind of look?! Like the way you look at Cheng Zhirang?!"

"..." Mu Qiu paused her chopsticks, "What’s wrong with the way I look at Cheng Zhirang?"

"So greedy! Don’t you know it yourself? It’s like the look you had back then, clinging to the railings, staring at the wolf-tooth potatoes being sold outside the school gate!"

Mu Qiu had no interest in chatting enthusiastically with someone who couldn’t express accurately, "Lin Banyan’s legs are so long, anyone would take a second glance. You wait for your brother to encounter love around the corner!"

Zhao Yu let out a relieved snort, "Hearing you say this, I know there’s nothing to worry about, my brother is still mine after all."

Mu Qiu directly hung up the phone.

She had done her part in being honest with a friend; unfortunately, the other party doesn’t trust her, which certainly wasn’t her fault, right?

When Zhao Yu eventually hears about the romantic news of Su Yan and Lin Banyan, she would buy a standing ticket overnight to go see how her heart shatters on the spot. This would be the last thing a father could do for an unfilial son.

No wonder it was a two-serving health soup pot; Mu Qiu sat on the carpet eating for half an hour and still had a third left. She cleaned up the dishes, and put the remaining food and rice in the refrigerator.

Her routine is generally stable, resting a bit after lunch, then replying to some book fans’ questions, taking her computer, pen, and paper to a corner to find a comfortable position to write.

The serialized book was still being written slowly amidst the thousands of reader urges, and there was already an idea for the next book, preparing to store manuscripts; besides, she had an idea for writing a variety show script yesterday, it seemed to be a new field based on her show experience.

After quietly writing in the bedroom for three hours, Mu Qiu walked out of the corner and began to prepare dinner according to her routine; after dinner, she usually went out for a walk, but now it’s best to reduce outings, so she switched to practicing the new yoga she learned in the living room for a while.

The sky wasn’t dark yet, she was about to pull out the yoga mat, just walked to the place where the yoga mat was kept at the door, her lower abdomen suddenly hurt.

A quick and sharp pain made her immediately bend over, clutching her lower abdomen. Fortunately, it only hurt for a moment; she just furrowed her brows and then went to fetch the yoga mat as usual.

As she was just straightening up, it hurt again. This time, it was a persistent pain on the right side of her lower abdomen, as if her intestines were churned into a heap, with needles stabbing from the outside. The pain made her release the yoga mat, her face instantly turning pale, then she slowly squatted down, thinking it would ease as usual stomach pains do.

But unexpectedly, the pain intensifies; she could only bear it by biting her lip to hold back the scream about to escape.

In the quiet room, there was a quiet woman enduring pain quietly, without a sound.

Finally, Mu Qiu thought that this time it might not be possible to ease the pain simply by squatting down; she slowly stood up, bent over holding her abdomen. The first step was to go back to the table to get her phone, then step by step move to the door, hand weakly turning the doorknob, trying to open the door.

The pain in her abdomen was hard to endure, Mu Qiu felt as if sweat broke out on her forehead and couldn’t bear it; she wanted to cry out for help.

But, in a place where she lives alone, where would there be anyone else in the room?

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out, and eventually, she pursed her lips tightly again, fainted onto the floor through the open door.

Thud——

The phone fell to the floor outside, sliding a bit of distance, remarkably clear in the quiet hallway.

Unfortunately, no one heard it.