I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!-Chapter 370: My Confidence Comes from Knowing You’re Wrong
The online conflict was lively, fermenting in the middle of the night, and trending searches popped up one after another, quickly rising to the third spot.
The people on the scene could guess this development, but they were too busy to worry about it.
Cheng Zhirang turned to wave at the fans repeatedly calling his name, signaling that he was fine.
Then he stood behind Mu Qiu with a protective posture, looking down at Tang Zi, and warned quietly, "You should be able to walk steadily on the sand. Miss Tang, pay more attention with your eyes."
Tang Zi’s expression was strained: "Sorry."
After speaking, she gave Mu Qiu a deep bow again.
Shu Ran watched her perform playfully, discreetly glancing at the camera far behind.
Those who’ve acted in many dramas are indeed Different; their camera sense is quite good.
The other people thought Tang Zi had accidentally made a mistake, but listening to Cheng Zhirang, they vaguely realized the truth.
The atmosphere was tense and solemn. Fu Ran and Ye Mian, holding hands, didn’t plan to get involved in their matters.
The new idol Li Yang, although he had encountered being framed before, had never witnessed conflicts between veterans in the entertainment circle. At a time like this, he had nothing to say and could only silently watch them.
After Tang Zi bowed, she hadn’t stood up straight when Mu Qiu suddenly grabbed her and forcibly pulled her up.
"Sister Tang Zi is quite humorous. Generally, such a grand bow is only done during festivals when paying respects to ancestors, right?"
Tang Zi’s smile instantly couldn’t be maintained.
On the contrary, Mu Qiu smiled at her, grabbing her elbow and pulling her forward.
"Don’t just stand there. Sister Tang Zi didn’t mean it. Let’s sit down and talk properly first."
Tang Zi wanted to shake off her hand, but thinking of the camera behind, she had to endure it.
The audience and the fans present could only see them holding hands "harmoniously and lovingly", clearly showing that Mu Qiu wasn’t bothered and had forgiven Tang Zi.
Since the main players didn’t start a fight and Cheng Zhirang was fine, the fans calmed down a bit.
They continued to walk back. Li Yang walked behind, scratching his hair, and exchanged a glance with Guan Yu. This atmosphere was truly testing for a young man like him.
Guan Yu made an "if you can’t stop big events, just watch the fun" expression. Seeing his concern, she gently shook her head at him.
They had nothing to worry about with this matter.
Mu Qiu pulled Tang Zi’s hand, bringing her in line; the boardwalk wasn’t wide, allowing only two people to walk side by side.
Then she coldly lowered her voice, asking implicatively: "Sister Tang Zi, it was really unintentional just now, right?"
Tang Zi freed her elbow, forced a smile, and said: "Of course it wasn’t intentional..."
"Cut the crap since there’s no mic."
Tang Zi paused, surprised that she’d talk like this even with the cameras still around, immediately feeling impatient.
"I’ve already apologized. What more do you want?"
"I want to push you back."
Mu Qiu turned her head, her clear eyes staring straight at her.
"You should know that if I had fallen just now, I would hit the steps, right? If I tripped you in the same spot and you fell, then I’d forgive you, how about that?"
The absurd suggestion almost made Tang Zi laugh out of anger.
"That’s impossible. I accidentally tripped you, should I need forgiveness for that too? Isn’t it aggressive and vicious to make such a suggestion?"
The two were at the forefront, speaking in lowered tones that those behind couldn’t hear.
Tang Zi glanced back quickly and said: "Aren’t you afraid Cheng Zhirang finds out about this? You dare to talk to me like this because he’s your confidence, isn’t it?"
"My confidence comes from knowing you did something wrong and I deserve an apology; social morality gives me the confidence to say this, nothing to do with him. Moreover—"
As they reached the seaview house door, Mu Qiu opened the door and said sideways, "If my reliance on him bothers you, do you mind?"
Before the door could close, the tension between them intensified. Mu Qiu’s expression was unusually terrifying. Guan Yu, who walked in last, secretly closed the door.
As soon as the door shut, Mu Qiu grabbed Tang Zi’s clothes, used her foot to block her, and pushed.
Decisive and sharp, Tang Zi didn’t even finish her scream before landing on the floor with a thud.
Due to the dampness near the sea, these seaview houses nearby are slightly elevated like stilt houses, on the same height as the wooden boardwalk. Falling onto the floor, made of rough timber, creates a clear thumping noise.
Too direct, even Li Yang who followed was startled, twitching in shock.
Guan Yu mentally exclaimed, spreading her fingers to shield her eyes.
Looked like a big showdown was about to happen.
If it’s avoidable, best not to get involved. Fu Ran and the others weren’t interested, pulling Ye Mian back to their room.
Shi Yuhuai had no interest either, greeting indifferently before returning as well.
Though the three remaining seemed interested, they knew standing here wasn’t right. One person acting is revenge; a group is a gang fight.
So Shu Ran nudged Guan Yu and Li Yang back to their respective rooms, looking longingly at the enemy’s disaster scene before closing the door.
What a scene—material for her to write multiple varied press releases to drown Tang Zi.
Shame one of the "news subjects" was someone she dared not offend.
With the room doors closed, three people remained.
Cheng Zhirang stood aside, watching Mu Qiu’s profile in silence.
Mu Qiu remained expressionless, not smiling, staring down at the embarrassed Tang Zi on the floor, who was glaring back ferociously.
"What the hell do you mean?!"
"Means revenge, is your brain so full of makeup that it can’t function?"
"Mu Qiu!!! How dare you..."
"Shhh," Mu Qiu made a quiet gesture, squatting down to hold her hand and shoulder: "Your voice is unbearable, shut up. Listen to me—"
"You want us to expose it voluntarily, right? Felt humiliated this afternoon and are unwilling, not content? Worried direct exposure would offend Cheng Zhirang, so you devised such a disgusting way?"
It’s obvious to everyone that she did it on purpose. Yet with cameras present, if Mu Qiu were to scold her coldly, the netizens, after finding out about her and Cheng Zhirang’s relationship, might also cyberbully her for being aggressive and making a fuss.
What a two-birds-one-stone tactic.
Tang Zi’s face turned pale, her eyes instinctively searching for any hidden camera setups around. Still stubbornly, she argued: "I don’t understand what you’re saying. I just accidentally tripped..."
"Failure to understand that is a brain issue," Mu Qiu tugged her elaborately treated hair, listening to Tang Zi’s pained cry, and further inquired, "Then I’ll be kind, only asking two more questions.
When you tripped me, did you ever think about how my face might be disfigured if I fell? Did it cross your mind that if Cheng Zhirang fell, he might hit his head?
Come on, answer me. Before doing this, did you use your brain to ponder these?"
