I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!-Chapter 386: I’ve Reserved a Wonderful Role for You in My Book
Mu Qiu felt she had found some fun.
Watching Cheng Zhirang wearing a pink suit, or if that didn’t work, a bright red one would do, and if not, maybe a floral pattern.
She just didn’t know if she would ever see it in her lifetime.
She didn’t voice this little thought, but based on her previous question, he could probably guess.
Cheng Zhirang lowered his eyes and shook his head slightly, laughing at her whimsical ideas.
The warm and intimate dining time had ended, and he had to leave.
Mu Qiu saw him to the door, stood on her toes, and kissed him.
"When you’re done, go back and get some good rest, no need to come over."
Cheng Zhirang paused for a moment.
For some reason, he felt like she was dismissing a man after a night, the kind who would change her face once the door closed.
"Do you not need me to come over?"
"Right now is a ’high-risk period,’ if you come over after your event, surely someone will notice. Go back to Half Mountain, didn’t you say it’s very safe there? Go back and rest well... and pick me up tomorrow."
When she said that last sentence, her clear and distinct eyes stared straight at him.
Cheng Zhirang could only abandon his idea of coming back and instead nodded to agree with her.
"Alright, before it’s over tomorrow, let me know in advance, I’ll come to pick you up."
He gently stroked her hair with one hand, pulling her towards him, and bent down to return her kiss.
The lavender figure got into the car and drove out of the small villa’s courtyard.
Mu Qiu inexplicably sighed with relief.
Only now, in this house, was it truly her own secret base.
Suppressing slight discomfort, she cleaned the room, changed into the lightest and loosest nightgown, and ran to lie on the sofa on that unique balcony on the second floor, calling Zhao Yu on speakerphone.
Without interruptions, her life had no other fluctuations.
Just making calls with friends and family, then reading some books she had kept aside, and writing; if she still had time, she would go out and wander the streets while it was still early.
She had always been living this kind of peaceful life before this.
Sometimes, changes even made her feel uncomfortable.
The call with Zhao Yu wasn’t long; mainly because Zhao Yu was still working at the office and didn’t have much time to idle away.
Just a moment after hanging up the phone.
"Beep—"
Her phone sounded.
She was holding the tablet, ready to find a novel to read today, and her eyes seriously searched the long list for a name that caught her interest, casually picking up the phone to glance at it.
[Qing Rong: Tomorrow at two in the afternoon, the editor has notified you, right?]
[Notified.]
[Qing Rong: I originally wanted to say to take you along; there’s a famous historical food street nearby.]
[Qing Rong: But now it seems it won’t work. / Giving thumbs up to the big ones.jpg]
Between the lines, all he meant was eating popcorn, completely missing the said sense of mutual longing Zhao Yu talked about.
Mu Qiu felt she’d been brainwashed by Zhao Yu, actually thinking this man, whom she hadn’t met, might really like her just from chatting online.
Clicking her tongue.
She thought for a bit, trying to recapture the feeling of that old mental friendship, and replied:
[That’s truly a shame, I heard the big names from previous meetups all said that street gives one the desire to write about ancient cuisine]
[Qing Rong: Aren’t you starting a new modern tragical novel? Wait until the one after next to start a food novel, and I can take you, it’s an interesting place]
[Well, thank you, big one]
[Qing Rong: No need for that.jpg]
[Qing Rong: I wouldn’t have thought of it years ago, that a book I casually wrote would let me have my dream come true like my heroine’s]
[That’s quite unexpected.]
[I feel like heaven saw me working too hard the past two years, and it could only reward me with more surprises / dog head]
[Qing Rong: Just researched closely the possible course of romance for Xiao Hua and Tie Dan, looked at the website and saw your message being spammed]
[Qing Rong: Almost felt like my presbyopia got worse during retreat]
[Hehe jpg]
[Do I need to prepare anything for the big one’s meetup tomorrow? Any advice from a big one who’s attended three times?]
[Qing Rong: Be a loyal echo audience in the first half and a humble big one in the second half]
[Ok, got it, quite illustrative]
[Qing Rong: But you’re different]
[Qing Rong: You probably need to prepare how to avoid their attention on your love life]
[Qing Rong: Xiao Hua, are you afraid]
[It’s impossible to be afraid, and also, Ouyang Tiezhu, stop calling me by my real name]
[Qing Rong: Mu Xiaohua, isn’t facing your real name candidly good?]
[Tiezhu, leave, once you leave, no one in the world will know my real name anymore]
[Qing Rong: How should I leave? Are you going to write me into a book and make me cannon fodder in Chapter One?]
[You underestimate me, I decide to arrange you a heart-wrenching role in this tragical novel]
[Qing Rong: Then I’ll reserve a wonderful role for you in the next book]
[How wonderful?]
[Qing Rong: More wonderful than the love-hate entanglement of Tie Dan and Xiao Hua]
[Qiuqiu is disgusted.jpg]
[Qing Rong: Guan Yu style, innocent.jpg]
[Come to think of it, I’ve never seen you in any late-stage promotion photos of the big ones’ meetups.]
[Qing Rong: I don’t much like taking pictures. If not for the editor’s repeated requests, I wouldn’t have even gone.]
[Is this the confidence of a big one? / Sliding to kneel in front of you.jpg]
[Qing Rong: No need for this formality of bowing, my son.jpg]
[Qing Rong: Once you arrive nearby tomorrow, contact me to pick you up; the route inside is quite complex, the neighboring fantasy author took twenty minutes on their first time and still couldn’t find it]
[Did they hit a ghost wall?]
[Qing Rong: Maybe it’s a test they give fantasy authors]
[Oh dear... does that mean I have to laugh three times at the entrance before I can enter?]
[Qing Rong: Then you’d become a hot topic]
[Qing Rong: #Mu Qiu’s writing too crazy, suspected of madness#]
[If you mean I published two Chapters in two months, my writing is indeed crazy]
[Qing Rong: Entering the show means you don’t need to update, that’s the feeling you want]
[Wonderful paradise, you know]
[Qing Rong: Diligent author doesn’t quite understand]
[Bursting into a show-off laugh.jpg]
They never talked about Cheng Zhirang, other celebrities, or the money made from recent variety novels, which made Mu Qiu feel very relaxed.
There were just too many people asking those questions lately, some with accusations, doubts, envy, and sardonic remarks. She found them tiresome to deal with. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
A mental friend who wouldn’t ask those questions was just right, making her more willing to talk longer with him.
They talked from the new book to tomorrow’s meetup, then from the meetup to the recent popular character’s big boss in a book. Just when they weren’t done, Qing Rong said he had something to do and hung up first.
Mu Qiu, with nothing else to do, put down her phone and leaned against the light curtain, leisurely picking up a novel with an appealing title and starting with its first Chapter.
One of the top 10 legendary tragical novels, said to leave readers unresponsive for half a day, causing heartache.
She was determined to see exactly what kind of tragedy it was.
