148: Fortunately, he is a very self-aware person, almost narcissistic.

Xie Yunxuan waited for another ten minutes, and when he heard Chen Fang moving around behind him, he decided to take a break as well. He slapped his pen on the table, opened a short video app, and immediately saw Chen Fang and Yue Qingzhu's street performance video.

Watching netizens speculate whether the two were involved, Xie Yunxuan snorted dismissively.

"These netizens really overthink things. Teacher Yue is just very easygoing in private. Just now, Teacher Yue came to talk to me. She didn't come because of the show's arrangement, nor was she looking for my help; she simply came to talk to me."

"?" Chen Fang looked back, puzzled.

What was Xie Yunxuan doing?

Was he still dwelling on yesterday's topic of who was the more experienced in love and who was more attractive to girls, just because his show-off was interrupted by Shen Wantang yesterday?

This guy not only competed in popularity and achievements but also in romance; he competed in everything.

Chen Fang hesitated for a moment.

Considering he kept "ghost blows out the light" on top of his desk every day, out of humanitarian spirit, he wouldn't mock him. Alas, his cursed tenderness and kindness.

Since he was silent, he would remain silent to the end. He wouldn't remind him that the window wasn't closed, and not only would Teacher Yue come looking for him, but mosquitoes would too.

Chen Fang tidied up his desk while seriously replying, "Stop being lovesick. What you're selling is fantasy, satisfying fans' emotional projections. You can't be in a relationship."

"Who wants to be in a relationship? Ha, you see everything with a colored lens. I'm just happy that a big shot in the music industry talked to me, that's all."

Xie Yunxuan shrugged.

Well, his little smugness wasn't solely from his career. After all, it was a bit gratifying and secretly delightful when a high-profile figure like Teacher Yue actively sought him out to talk.

Moreover, yesterday when Chen Fang was called out by Shen Wantang, he looked back smugly, only for her to ask him for help getting something.

Teacher Yue had to spend a day with you because of work, but today she actively sought me out.

It's obvious who attracts girls; the difference is clear, alright?

Seeing Chen Fang turn back, he secretly snorted in his heart.

Heh, he chickened out again.

Xie Yunxuan grumbled inwardly, but couldn't help but speak frankly, asking the important life question he had intermittently pondered all morning, "What are you eating for lunch?"

"I want to eat the crab roe mixed rice from the Cloud Top Hotel."

"You're not even hesitating? Is it that good? Can I order takeout?"

"They don't do takeout, and it's quite far from here."

Xie Yunxuan found it a bit troublesome to ask someone to buy it and was about to order something else nearby when his phone lit up. A message popped up in "the adventures" guest group chat.

[Yue Qingzhu]: "This is my first time participating in this kind of variety show, and I appreciate everyone's care. I guess everyone was very tired yesterday and doesn't want to go out today, so how about I treat everyone to delicious takeout for lunch? How about the Cloud Top Hotel? I know their boss, so they can deliver."

Xie Yunxuan looked at the words "Cloud Top Hotel," his mouth slightly agape.

What the heck? What kind of dog luck does Chen Fang have? Why?

Since things had come to this, he could only resort to the trick he had recently seen fans often use online.

Xie Yunxuan sat on his chair, indignant, gritted his teeth, placed his phone on the table, clasped his hands together, looked out at the sky, and sincerely chanted in his heart:

Receive! Receive! Receive!

Please, heavens, he also wanted that kind of luck where someone hands you a pillow when you're dozing off!

Behind Xie Yunxuan, Chen Fang looked at Yue Qingzhu's message, recalling their conversation from last night—

"What do you want to eat now?"

"If I had to say, crab roe mixed rice, the one the "flammable and explosive" team went to for their dinner."

Is it such a coincidence?

Chen Fang stared at Yue Qingzhu's words, his brain rapidly spinning. A few seconds later, his eyes widened slightly.

He understood.

It must have been his reminder that made her think this place would suit everyone's taste, so she chose it.

This must be her way of handling social etiquette.

Phew, that was close. Luckily, he was a very self-aware person; he almost became narcissistic.

This explanation was logical. Last time, she also proactively suggested the "flammable and explosive" team dinner.

He hadn't realized she was such a person who understood social etiquette.

...

"Oh, you're even proactively engaging in social etiquette now, not socially anxious anymore?"

In Tianji Entertainment's office, Liu Lu laughed into the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Yue Qingzhu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed she had done it flawlessly, finding a truly good reason.

But why did she feel a bit regretful?

Did everyone think she was just being polite? Would some people, could some people... at least have a tiny bit of a different feeling or guess?

Liu Lu didn't notice her unusualness. She put the folder into the drawer and continued:

"The variety show wasn't for nothing. As long as you're happy, that's good. Make good friends."

"Qingzhu, but if you feel something is off when you interact with people, you have to tell me. Don't bottle it up like you did with Director Cai last time."

"Say what? Bother me? I get paid, young lady."

"Alright, have fun."

Liu Lu smiled and hung up the phone.

At the same time, in an office on the same floor.

Tang Chen was holding his phone, standing by the window, talking to composer Shen Si.

"Teacher Shen, you're coming to the company tomorrow evening?"

"I'll also be at the company tomorrow night, let's talk about writing a song for Chen Fang in person."

"8 PM, I have no problem. How about we just have dinner together?"

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

...

The day of rest passed quickly, and their days of spending their own money also came to an end.

At 11 PM, the villa lights went out.

In the girls' dormitory on the second floor, the three of them still had small lights on, watching a movie together.

Zhao Jin glanced at her watch and swallowed.

The dog-like production team would come to the kitchen at 12 AM tonight to steal the things they bought with their own money and put them in the refrigerator of the villa next door.

Her ice cream she bought today was there! Yesterday, watching Yue Qingzhu eat it made her crave it all night, so today she decisively bought fifteen cans.

They would be filming for the next four days. She had only eaten one today. Wouldn't it be too much to eat another?

She hesitated for a moment, then turned her head and asked, "How about we have some late-night snacks? Starting tomorrow, we might only be able to eat boxed meals."

Shen Wantang, with a face mask on, mumbled, "I'm not eating anymore; I've gained weight recently."

Zhao Jin squinted, sizing up her long legs, a pang of jealousy in her heart.

Forget it, she managed her diet, so she deserved her good figure.

Zhao Jin walked to the bathroom and looked at Yue Qingzhu, who was doing her skincare, "Sister Qingzhu, let's go together."

"I'm not eating either."

"Didn't you used to love late-night snacks?"

"No, I'm not eating," Yue Qingzhu's gaze was firm, "I want to lose weight recently."

Zhao Jin pouted, glancing at her stomach. Her slender waist was perfectly graspable, and under the hem of her clothes, which she lifted with her hand, one could even see her abs.

Big sis, besides the places you shouldn't reduce, where else can you reduce?

Are these two letting people live?

Zhao Jin stood at the doorway, silently sighed, hesitated for a moment, and then, with her phone's light on, walked out of the room.

She really missed the old days in Qingtan Village. At least her self-discipline level could rank second there.

The phone light was bright enough, so she didn't bother turning on the main lights to disturb others and walked directly to the kitchen.

What should I eat? Hehe.

Dear ice cream and grilled shiitake mushrooms, are you feeling very lonely and cold right now? Hehe.

Zhao Jin placed her phone on the dining table and quickly walked to the refrigerator, grinning.

However, the next moment, her smile gradually froze on her face as three glowing green characters appeared before her—Don't eat anymore.

"..."

What is this? When did this appear here?

Zhao Jin picked up her phone and looked closely. There were originally five characters on the refrigerator: Don't forget to eat.

Damn it! This must be Chen Dog's doing.

[Zhao Jin Negative Emotion Value + 666]

In the bedroom separated by a wall, Chen Fang's hand, which was writing and drawing on his tablet, paused.

Oh, his good deed of warning people was discovered.

Zhao Jin wanted to live like Zhu Bajie but have the body of Sun Wukong. What kind of pipe dream was that?

In the kitchen next door.

Zhao Jin hesitated for a moment. Forget it, you can continue to be lonely and cold.

She walked to the nearby snack basket, took three bags of dried tofu, and left the kitchen.