After Entering a Romance Reality Show Disguised as a Man to Win Over All the Female Leads - Chapter 18
Rong Yu completely could not understand how the plot had suddenly become like this.
Clearly, according to her previous setting, during the second round of CP pairing, the pairings should have been redistributed, pushing out only Sheng Ming. Then, in each subsequent round of the plot, she would squeeze out the remaining two male guests one by one.
In the end, this time, before she had even done anything, all three of them had been driven away.
The original plot had bolted off like a runaway horse and never looked back. Yet the viewers in the livestream comments were still extremely excited.
[Battlefield romance drama?? Fine, I love watching that. But can we just skip straight to the final step? Let’s meet directly on Haitang!]
[Sister above, I have a friend who says she wants to see it before she dies.]
[Upstairs, you’d better really have that friend →_→]
The livestream’s heat was still soaring, and the number of comments rose along with it. The livestream backend even popped up an automatic system notification: “Congratulations, comment count has surpassed ten million.”
The livestream heat in the upper right corner had already broken six million, finally stabilizing at a stubbornly high 6.5 million.
If Host Zhang Yong’an were not currently facing the livestream camera, he would have wanted to take off his glasses, wipe them, and put them back on.
He had hosted Heartbeat Moment for so long and had never seen heat break one million. Yet now, less than a day after breaking one million, it was already charging toward nearly seven million.
What kind of rocket speed was this?!
Even meteors were not this fast!
And they had not bought any publicity or promotion at all. In other words, all of this was relying on Rong Yu’s influence alone to trick—no, attract—so many passerby viewers!
It was simply unbelievable.
Zhang Yong’an had never seen such a huge scene before. Looking at the livestream comment section, which was already scrolling at light speed and impossible to read, he forgot what he should say for a moment.
The phone in his pocket suddenly began vibrating wildly.
He took out his phone, avoiding the camera lens, and looked at the screen.
The message on it was from chief director Ruan Mingyu—
Director Ruan: Read this.
After that came paragraph after paragraph of new lines and settings, completely different from the original script.
Changing the script temporarily when the program had already begun recording was something no one else would dare do.
But Ruan Mingyu was the new young domestic director their program had invited for this season. At twenty-three, she had relied on a low-budget horror film of her own to stir up a suspense-horror trend in China, where horror films had no market at all, and had won the title of Best New Director in Asia in one go.
This time, it was also she who had overridden everyone’s objections and chosen all the male and female guests, which had led to the program’s current heat.
And it had also been she who had just sent Zhang Yong’an a message telling him to strictly continue the program according to the previously established rules, creating the current explosive popularity.
Even if he did not understand Ruan Mingyu’s instructions right now, time would prove them right.
Almost without thinking, Zhang Yong’an began reading the script content she had sent him to the camera.
“What we just said about ‘Rong Yu spending one day alone with each female guest’ refers to Mr. Rong spending time alone with each guest during the filming period from eight in the morning to eight in the evening. However, outside the filming period, communication between the guests is not within the program team’s restrictions.”
After Zhang Yong’an specifically emphasized this point, the livestream comments instantly shifted direction.
[Sss, I can already smell the battlefield romance drama in advance.]
[Sisters, allow me to translate. What Old Zhang means is: after filming starts, you can’t mess around; after filming ends, you can fight over the wife however you want.]
[Personally, I think we can add another sentence: whoever grabs her gets her.]
[Let me say it again for Little Brother Rongrong: it’s only four people!!! chest out, extremely loud]
Zhang Yong’an continued, “In addition, to ensure that all guests can better promote emotional communication, and to allow everyone a more interesting dating experience, each female guest may personally choose a script to use when spending time with the heart-stirring male guest.”
“Because the scripts involve staff arrangements in advance, as well as set design and production, unless either guest has a health issue, once a script begins, it cannot be changed.”
Zhang Yong’an said seriously, “Also, because the script contents vary in length, before one script is completed, the program will not move on to the script chosen by the next female guest.”
“And once a script begins, as long as the plot is still ongoing, during the period in which the plot exists, the female guests may not violate the wishes of the person who chose the script and engage in overly intimate physical contact with the male guest.”
Comments:
[Tsk, don’t say it, really don’t say it. I’m kind of looking forward to this.]
[Holy crap, who’s the director of this season of Heartbeat Moment? I love this design!]
[Can you expand on what “overly intimate physical contact” means?]
[Sisters, wait!!! In other words, as long as the sister who chooses the script agrees, the other sisters can also do this and that with Rong Yu??]
[Watson, you’ve discovered the key point. covers mouth]
[I already can’t wait for the first sister’s script!!! I hope it’s He Huaiting and Little Brother Rongrong. No other reason, I just want to see an abstinent, aloof, cool sister with a face full of restraint yet unable to resist being moved!]
The livestream comments grew more and more numerous, scrolling so quickly that unless one clicked the comments on the screen and paused the comment area, it was impossible to see the fleeting contents.
Zhang Yong’an simply stopped looking at what the viewers were sending and continued reading the next part of the script.
“To ensure the fairness of the program, we have decided to determine the order of the female guests according to the alphabetical order of the initials of their surnames in pinyin. If the initials are the same, then the ranking will be based on the second character of their names.”
“The first guest is He Huaiting, followed by He Jiao, then Lin Mengxing and Miss Mu Shuiqing.”
Comments:
[Holy crap, the first one really is Sister He!! Sister He is supreme!]
[He Huaiting is so cool. I can’t imagine what kind of script she’ll use…]
Zhang Yong’an smiled at the camera. “Later, after the guests finish today’s filming and return to their hotel rooms, we will place all scripts in the guests’ rooms. To leave enough time for the following scene arrangements, please be sure to finish choosing before midnight tonight.”
After saying that, he loudly emphasized the final point.
“Lastly, the scripts chosen by the female guests are all exclusive works for which the program’s chief director has purchased copyrights from the JJWXC Literature City novel platform, jjwxc.com. If any viewers have already seen related content in advance, please contact us immediately to protect our rights. Also, to ensure the secrecy of the scripts, the guest choosing a script may not privately show the content to anyone outside the program team, nor may they tell other guests about the contents of the script. Otherwise, it will be handled as copyright infringement.”
After Zhang Yong’an finished explaining all the contents Director Ruan had sent, he finally completed the task and let out a long breath.
He turned to look at Lin Mengxing and the others. “The female guests have the right to choose. If you don’t want to participate in this game, you may refuse.”
Lin Mengxing raised a brow and nodded in agreement.
Mu Shuiqing blinked and said nothing.
He Jiao beside them frowned in thought.
He Huaiting’s expression was bland, but she did not refuse.
All four of them silently agreed.
Zhang Yong’an then turned to look at Rong Yu. “Does the male guest have anything he wants to say?”
Rong Yu blinked blankly.
She had many things she was confused about, but in the end, they condensed into one sentence.
Rong Yu raised a hand and pointed at herself. “So, I’m basically the only one kept in the dark who doesn’t know the plot… right?”
Everyone had their own script and even knew the plot contents. Was she the only one who had to fumble her way through and experience the plot herself?
Hearing this, Zhang Yong’an pretended to think deeply, then nodded solemnly.
“At present, yes.”
Rong Yu: “……”
Zhang Yong’an said, “After all, you’re the one choosing a partner. Naturally, we have to give you a different experience.”
Rong Yu: “.”
She was speechless.
All she could say was: Lian Langsheng, you’re something else. You really know how to play.
Clearly, after talking with Doctor Lin last night, Rong Yu had taken the initiative and wanted to seize control, drive away the other male guests, and find a way to stimulate Lian Langsheng’s consciousness bodies.
But from the start of the task until now, she had been completely led around by Lian Langsheng, who had not given her any chance to act.
Perhaps because Rong Yu’s expression was too innocent and speechless, the comments filled the screen with hahahaha for a while.
[Hahahahahahaha, Little Brother Rongrong is a little too cute.]
[Little Brother Rongrong: So I’m the only one here to experience romance, and you’re all here to follow scripts??? I’m dying.]
[Rong Yu: confused, don’t cue me.]
Zhang Yong’an lightly coughed twice and began changing the topic.
“Next, I’ll add a few notes for our viewers: because of this program’s special rule arrangement, from now on, the number of livestream rooms will be reduced to one main-camera livestream room and one split-camera livestream room. The split-camera livestream room will be used for male guest Rong Yu’s solo livestream. The main-camera livestream room will broadcast the complete filmed scenes between the male and female guests in that day’s script. The female guests’ individual cameras will not be broadcast because they involve script privacy.”
“Lastly, viewers who like Rong Yu may now go to the ‘linked livestream room’ on the left-center of the screen, click to enter Rong Yu’s livestream room, and follow in advance to avoid getting lost during tomorrow’s livestream.”
“Then, the first round CP pairing task and the selection of the second round CP order for this season of Heartbeat Moment has now officially ended. Thank you all for your voting support. In addition, if you like this program, please don’t forget to click follow in the upper left corner of the livestream room. You may also choose the ‘Little Flowers’ gift or ‘Overlord Ticket’ below to cast your precious vote for the livestream room’s popularity or heat. During the script plots over the next few days, every gift or Overlord Ticket you send will be counted as a comment vote for #Which CP Do You Support Most at the moment the gift is sent, for the male and female guests appearing at that time.”
Zhang Yong’an quickly finished reading all the fixed lines.
“Since everyone has no further questions, please hurry back and prepare. Female guests, please do not meet with the male guest before midnight tonight, until everyone has finished selecting their scripts. Only then may you meet outside the program recording period.”
After Zhang Yong’an finished speaking, a program team car with a piano-lacquer finish drove around the trees and rapidly stopped in front of Rong Yu. A staff member beside it opened the door and invited Rong Yu into the car.
They truly gave Rong Yu no opportunity to privately chat with the other guests.
Rong Yu turned back and glanced at Lian Langsheng’s four troublesome consciousness bodies, only to discover that all four of them were looking at her from the side.
Lin Mengxing crossed her arms and gave her a wink.
He Huaiting looked at her expressionlessly.
Mu Shuiqing stared straight at her. Clearly, there was no expression on her wooden face, but those bright red pupils were even more vivid than usual.
Beside her, He Jiao met Rong Yu’s eyes, then flusteredly avoided her gaze.
“……”
Rong Yu thought of the plot that had completely broken away from her original setting. With complicated feelings, she withdrew her gaze and got into the black car.
The cameraman also followed into the car. The driver immediately took the two of them quickly toward the hotel.
After getting into the car, Rong Yu quietly leaned against the window and watched the scenery flying past outside. Her mind was full of what Zhang Yong’an had just said.
She wondered what kinds of scripts the four of them would choose.
Rong Yu’s goal was to awaken Lian Langsheng. She did not want even the slightest mistake to occur. This kind of plot where she could not grasp any clues at all truly made her nervous.
But when she asked herself honestly, she had to admit that deep in her heart, she actually could not restrain a few hidden traces of anticipation.
She was looking forward to the new scripts.
People always said that the stories written by an author were a reflection of their soul.
Rong Yu urgently wanted to know what kind of existence she was in the dream Lian Langsheng had woven for her.
The camera filming Rong Yu alone perfectly captured her side profile as she thought. Her sky-blue eyes were like a sleeping starry sky, dyed with a layer of fine light beneath her moon-pale, bright face.
The viewers in the comments licked the screen.
[Rongrong, stop frowning and thinking. A top-tier male O is such that even when you’re nervous, what others think about is how bullying you would make you look even more wronged. twists handkerchief shyly]
[Sister upstairs, don’t go too far. Your pants flew onto my face!!!]
When Rong Yu was sent back to the hotel entrance, the other male guests had already left.
When she returned to the door of her room on her floor and swiped her card to enter, the rooms around her that had originally belonged to Qin Wenhan and the others were wide open, being carefully cleaned by housekeeping.
The cameraman outside the door politely stopped at the entrance.
Rong Yu looked at the camera on his shoulder, thought for a moment, took out her phone, and opened the livestream room she was in on Fat Cat Internet Video Platform. Then she raised her head and waved at the viewers in her livestream room.
She was still not very used to speaking to so many people, so her face could not help showing a little restraint.
“Thank you very much for everyone’s support and liking. After tomorrow’s plot begins, if there is anything I don’t do well, I hope everyone can be more tolerant…”
After saying this, she instinctively leaned closer to the camera. Her perfect face, flawless from all 360 degrees, was completely exposed in the shot.
“Okay?”
The livestream comments collectively fell.
[Okay okay okay okay okay okay. I’ll fight anyone who says no!]
[Ahhhhh, I’m fainting from beauty. Don’t openly seduce me!]
[Okay, okay, it’s all up to you, www.]
Rong Yu lowered her head and looked at the comments on the screen. Seeing that no one objected, she slightly let out a breath of relief and was about to say goodbye to everyone.
Suddenly, the livestream room exploded with a screen full of flowers. In the center of the screen, a chubby golden kitten wearing the character “King” on its head and feathered wings on its back appeared. With an “aowu” meow, golden light immediately floated across the top of the screen. The golden light intertwined above the cat’s head, forming a golden crown embedded with dozens of bright red jewels.
Immediately afterward came a string of eye-catching gold-red system notifications.
[User Bright Moon Shines on the West Tower sent a Super Chat message (10 hours).]
A circular avatar immediately popped up on the left side of the screen. The picture was a bright moon in a pure black night sky.
Rong Yu widened her eyes and looked at the gift notification. She reached out and tapped the extra avatar on the screen, and the user’s name and message immediately appeared beneath it.
[User Bright Moon Shines on the West Tower sent a Super Chat message: Okay.]
Okay?
Just one word?
For one word, this person had sent a Super Chat message that could remain on the screen for ten hours.
And the Super Chat duration could be selected from options: thirty seconds, half an hour, one hour… all the way up to ten hours. The longer the duration selected, the more expensive it became. The longest was ten hours.
Rong Yu had looked at it before in her free time. For every additional hour of Super Chat duration, the price doubled directly.
A ten-hour Super Chat message cost a full 52,000 RMB.
Rong Yu opened her mouth and, for a moment, did not know what to say.
The livestream viewers were clearly shocked by this wealthy, generous rich lady too. The entire comment section was full of exclamation marks.
[Holy crap, rich lady, let’s stick together.]
[!!!??? First time seeing such a huge gift in Heartbeat Moment.]
[Holy crap? A 10-hour Super Chat??? Boss, please accept my bow.]
[A Super Chat hanging this long just to write one word… I don’t understand the world of rich people.]
[Is my Little Brother Rongrong going to become famous? Is he going to be kept by a rich lady?! shocked.jpg]
Rong Yu stared at that Super Chat message for a long time with furrowed brows. When she opened her mouth, she only managed to squeeze out four words.
“Are you crazy?”
Fifty-two thousand RMB just to send a one-word comment.
Wouldn’t that money be better spent on food or fun?
The more Rong Yu looked at that word, the tighter her brows knitted. Even though she knew this was a virtual brain world, she still could not help feeling distressed over the money.
“In the future, don’t send such overly expensive gifts again. Fifty-two thousand—if you spend that on a concert, you can at least see the real person. What can you see here? But thank you very much. Thank you for supporting me so much.”
Livestream comments:
[Little Brother Rongrong feels bad for the rich lady’s money, www. He really—I’m crying to death!]
[Little Brother Rongrong gained Sister’s love. The rich lady gained Rongrong’s concern. Only I received neither the rich sister’s love nor Little Brother Rong Yu’s concern. Wah, I burst into tears.]
Rong Yu was almost amused by the viewers in the comments.
Just then, another especially eye-catching comment appeared in the livestream comment area. This time, it was not a Super Chat, but because the user’s spending amount in the livestream was too high, it had turned into striking purple.
Bright Moon Shines on the West Tower: Okay.
Rong Yu fell silent.
It seemed this Bright Moon Shines on the West Tower was a rich lady who was not good with words.
Everything she sent was only one word.
Someone in the livestream quietly asked:
[Boss, may I ask if your “okay” means you won’t send gifts anymore, or that you’ll go see the real person?]
Did that even need to be asked?
It definitely meant not sending gifts anymore.
Rong Yu was just about to answer for her.
Then she saw the purple comment appear again. This time, the content was two words longer than before, but it was still short and direct.
Bright Moon Shines on the West Tower: See real person.
Rong Yu froze. The words she had been about to blurt out instantly stopped. She stared blankly at her phone screen.
The comments were all viewers egging them on.
[Aow aow aow, Boss, go for it!]
[Wow, am I about to witness a century-defining online romance from chasing a star?]
[Sss, kind of sweet. It has that domineering-CEO sweet-pastry flavor, I’ll say it.]
Just then, the cameraman’s phone suddenly began vibrating. He took it out, looked at the screen, tapped accept, and listened for a while. Then he turned his head to Rong Yu.
“Mr. Rong, the host says you need to take the car now to the new room to check in, in order to cooperate with tomorrow’s filming task. Also, for confidentiality, we need to pause filming.”
Hearing this, Rong Yu nodded. She no longer had time to worry about the comments from earlier and hurriedly smiled and waved at the livestream viewers.
“Then I have to go now, everyone. That’s all for today. Bye-bye.”
As new farewell comments appeared in the livestream room, Rong Yu exited the platform, quickly packed her luggage, left the hotel, and followed the cameraman into the black car that had brought her there, heading toward the new lodging address.
The new residence was quite far. The driver drove her for about an hour and a half before stopping in front of an inn in an old, rundown urban district.
Rong Yu had not seen this kind of old-fashioned inn from twenty or thirty years ago in a long time. The signboard and walls were painted in retro green, with the four large characters Love Inn engraved on it, giving off a nostalgic 1980s style.
The front desk of the inn was manned by an elderly woman with graying hair. The program team had clearly already explained things to her in advance.
When the old woman saw Rong Yu and the cameraman enter, she turned, slowly raised her hand, and took down a key from the strings of keys hanging on the wall behind her before handing it to Rong Yu.
That key also looked quite old. Its entire body was bronze-colored, and no matter how one looked at it, it seemed like an antique of more than ten years.
Two swaying lilies were carved onto the key. Vines wound upward along the tip, outlining uneven teeth along both sides of the key.
Rong Yu accepted the key and quietly thanked her.
The kind-faced old woman smiled at her, and even her voice carried an ancient age. “Third floor, easternmost end. Room 302.”
Rong Yu nodded and took the key, walking up the stairs at the side.
The staircase also looked quite old. When stepped on, it creaked and groaned, like the recliner at Rong Yu’s grandmother’s house when she was young.
Although the inn felt especially run-down, the facilities were fairly complete. It could not compare to a futuristic, high-end star hotel, but though the sparrow was small, all its organs were complete. The basic electrical appliances were still there.
There was a television and a water heater. The room was also clean and tidy. Aside from wooden furniture, there was a bed carrying the smell of disinfectant. There were no stains on the curtains either. It was much better than what Rong Yu had imagined in her heart while going upstairs.
The cameraman safely delivered her to the room, then turned and left.
Only after the room finally quieted down did Rong Yu feel hungry.
She ordered takeout. While waiting for the delivery, she browsed short-video platforms for a while, surprised to discover that all kinds of video platforms were pushing news related to Heartbeat Moment.
Heartbeat Moment seemed to have truly started becoming popular. Viewers on major platforms were spontaneously editing videos and making all kinds of CP specials.
However, they were all of Rong Yu and the various female guests.
Watching scenes of herself interacting with her beloved’s consciousness bodies from other people’s perspectives gave her a familiar yet unfamiliar sense of novelty.
Some scenes were things even Rong Yu herself had not noticed. After the viewers edited them, even she felt they were sweet.
For example, after Mu Shuiqing spoke to her, she would expressionlessly look into the distance, yet the tips of her ears would begin to turn red.
For example, after she avoided Lin Mengxing’s gaze, Lin Mengxing would stare into her eyes.
There were also He Huaiting and He Jiao’s little movements that unintentionally revealed their thoughts.
Rong Yu could not help sighing. These netizens were truly professionals at finding sweetness.
But she could not help thinking again.
Did the current situation count as Lian Langsheng shipping her with her own consciousness bodies?
This guess made her unable to help feeling a little excited.
Before long, the takeout arrived. After eating, Rong Yu lay on the bed and played with her phone for a while, reading all kinds of interesting comments viewers had left under video edits of herself and the female guests. Unknowingly, she began to feel very sleepy.
The moment she closed her eyes, she fell asleep.
When she opened her eyes again, she found herself lying in a standard girls’ high school dormitory.
Beside two bunk beds were two wooden desks. Farther out was a balcony and a washroom next to the balcony.
Rong Yu sat up blankly and saw that two khaki pullover sweaters were still hanging on the narrow balcony. Their classic and familiar style could be recognized at a glance as the British-style school uniforms that had been popular back then.
Rong Yu blinked, not yet understanding what was going on.
She could recognize the style of the school uniforms because they were clothes she had worn before.
And the reason she could recognize at a glance that she was inside a high school girls’ dormitory was naturally because…
This was the two-person dorm room where she and Lian Langsheng had lived alone for three whole years.
Ever since her mother had adopted Lian Langsheng, the two of them had attended the same schools from childhood to adulthood. When they were in high school, the dorm room assigned to them happened to be the last one, with two extra empty beds and no one else living there. Rong Yu and Lian Langsheng had forcefully turned an ordinary girls’ dormitory into a two-person room.
Before this, Rong Yu had not been very clear about her feelings for Lian Langsheng.
But it was in this dormitory that the emotional stirring and physical reactions toward Lian Langsheng that she could gradually no longer suppress finally made her understand her own heart.
This dormitory had a different meaning for her.
So she remembered every damaged corner of the walls and the shape of every cabinet clearly.
She could recognize at a glance that this was the dormitory from back then.
Or rather, it was a dormitory exactly the same as the one from back then.
“You’re awake?”
Just as Rong Yu was looking around the room, a cold, sharp female voice suddenly sounded from behind her.
She quickly turned her head and met a familiar pair of golden pupils.
The other girl’s clear golden eyes looked directly into hers. That cold, moonlike yet stunningly beautiful face was facing her, making one feel as if they were standing before a glacier at sunset.
At this moment, He Huaiting was standing beside the wardrobe near the dorm room door. The brownish-yellow wardrobe, with paint peeling off and an especially lived-in feeling, did not match He Huaiting’s cold and indifferent aura at all. Yet there was a strangely harmonious feeling to it.
He Huaiting wore the same clothes as the school uniform hanging on the balcony.
A khaki pullover sweater, with the school’s tiger emblem sewn on the chest. Underneath was a pure white shirt. Below, she wore a dark brown pleated skirt-pants, with pure black patent leather shoes on her feet and white socks edged with brown.
Back when Rong Yu and He Huaiting were in school, a school-uniform protest had become popular among high schools in China. Students marched and refused the old, ugly traditional uniforms. So the uniforms for their year had changed into this British JK style.
And honestly, this academic-style outfit looked rather good on He Huaiting.
Of course, it was also possible that it was because she was good-looking.
After silently observing He Huaiting’s outfit, Rong Yu became even more confused about the environment they were now in.
Before she could ask a question, she saw a line of bright red text suddenly projected onto the wall beside her. The words were red as blood, as if bloodstains would gush out in the next second.
[Instance Number: S404-302
Player Name: Rong Yu
Gender: Female
Intelligence: A
Physical Ability: B-
Charm Value: S
Current Character Setting: You are a first-year student at Liuzhou No. 2 High School. Some inexplicable strange phenomena are currently occurring in the school. At present, you still don’t know this, but in half an hour, you will understand.
Current Mission: Successfully find the key to survival and safely get through one night.
Important Note: This current instance has unlimited attempts. Player, please work hard to discover useful information around you and successfully survive one night.]
Rong Yu stared at it blankly.
This… what was this?
Wasn’t this an infinite-flow setting?
She immediately looked toward He Huaiting behind her and was shocked to see that above He Huaiting’s head, several lines of small blood-red words appeared in holographic projection.
[Character Type: NPC
Name: He Huaiting
Identity: Your deskmate, roommate, and closest companion.
Age: 16
Title: God of Learning
Intelligence: S
Physical Ability: S
Charm Value: A
Current Character Setting: Your deskmate, roommate, and companion, who appears aloof on the surface but is actually easy to talk to. The two of you are intimate and inseparable. You talk about everything. If you keep anything from her, she will be sad.]
Rong Yu’s gaze fell on He Huaiting’s cold, handsome, gorgeous face, and she suddenly understood.
She had only slept, and it seemed she had already entered the “script” arranged by the program team.
Or perhaps yesterday, the program team had asked her to change lodging locations precisely for this moment.
School, dormitory, surviving with effort.
These were the keywords provided to her.
And the place she was in—
Was the first script He Huaiting had chosen for her.
An infinite-flow escape script.
Meanwhile, in the livestream room, viewers quietly discussed in the comments.
[Holy crap! Rongrong is so brave. She opened her eyes and discovered she’d changed locations, yet she isn’t scared at all.]
[+1, truly impressed.]
[Also, the program team is really amazing. They actually tricked Rongrong into the inn behind the school, then secretly moved her into the school dormitory while she was asleep. And they arranged the dorm room overnight and even borrowed the school venue! The school leaders actually paid attention to them in the middle of the night. I can hardly believe it.]
[Exactly. And this is my first time watching an infinite-flow plot in real life, ahhhhh. I’m so excited!!!]
The viewers in the livestream room were still excitedly discussing when He Huaiting by the dormitory wardrobe spoke again.
“If you’re awake, get up and come to the classroom with me.”
After she said this, her gaze landed on Rong Yu. Then she looked away.
“Remember to wear the school uniform.”
Rong Yu lowered her head to look at her own clothes, thankful that she had been afraid her identity as a woman disguised as a man would be exposed. So even when sleeping, she had worn loose, casual men’s short sleeves and shorts.
Otherwise, if she had worn women’s pajamas, her woman-disguised-as-a-man identity would definitely have been exposed this time.
But…
Rong Yu picked up the school uniform placed at the head of her bed, identical to He Huaiting’s set.
This was women’s clothing.
And beside the clothes, there was actually a wig placed for her. Whether in color or curliness, the wig was extremely similar to her original hairstyle.
This program team really went all the way with their act!
Rong Yu clicked her tongue inwardly and glanced at He Huaiting, who was expressionless by the door. The question she wanted to ask was swallowed back down. She silently carried the clothes into the bathroom to change.
Five minutes later, Rong Yu pushed open the bathroom door and stepped out wearing a pair of black ankle boots.
She had a slim waist and long legs. She did not have He Huaiting or Lin Mengxing’s lean, sexy muscle lines, instead carrying a frail whiteness.
The brown curls on her head fell all the way to her waist, with a few strands scattered over her chest, just enough to cover the chest that had been bound especially flat by the binder.
Rong Yu’s face was already small to begin with, carrying an exquisite, heroic mixed-race quality. Now, with the fluffy long wool curls, it looked even more palm-sized.
Those blue eyes lit up all the heavy colors on her body. Even standing in the unlit dormitory, they were so clear one could not look away.
After pretending to be a man for three days, suddenly wearing women’s clothing once—and on top of that, it was a woman disguised as a man disguising herself as a woman—Rong Yu nervously clenched the hem of her clothes with both hands.
She took small steps out of the bathroom, a little shy on her face. Even her slender wrists and ankle bones were flushed with a touch of pink.
He Huaiting looked her up and down. Her gaze lingered once over the waist hidden beneath the loose sweater and the straight, fair, tender long legs. Then she silently turned her face away.
Clearly, her expression still showed almost nothing, yet the tips of her ears were a little red.
The entire livestream room fell silent for two seconds. Then, at an unprecedented speed, viewers began frantically flooding the screen and sending gifts.
[It’s women’s clothing!!! Ahhhhhhh, program team, I love you! Take it, take it all! All my Little Flowers go to Rong Yu! Offering my 520 love, www.]
[Holy crap, isn’t this the real-life version of that JK women’s clothing edit of Little Brother Rongrong that went viral online before?!]
[Suddenly I feel like if Little Brother Rong Yu were a little sister, that would work too. Dazed, beautiful mixed-race little sister and noble, cold, stunning older sister—I can, I can ship anything!]
[+11111]
Rong Yu stiffly wore the school-uniform skirt-pants to the sink by the balcony to wash up. Even walking made her feel as if wind was leaking between her legs.
When she finally finished washing and returned to He Huaiting, the cold, stunning girl only glanced at her briefly before immediately turning around and opening the door. With her back to Rong Yu, she said coldly, “Let’s go. We’ll buy breakfast first.”
Comments:
[Hahahaha, Sister He, stop hiding. I saw you blush.]
[Do it, ahhhhhhh!!! Is roommate literature for you to just stare at her?! Have you never seen Haitang flowers bloom? covers mouth]
[Sister, stop urging her. He Huaiting can’t do it.]
For a while, both livestream rooms were flooded by the phrase #HeHuaitingCan’tDoIt.
The aloof girl in front of the camera had no idea. She brought Rong Yu downstairs and walked toward the cafeteria next door.
Perhaps because this was a brain world, the campus environment was exactly the same as Rong Yu and Lian Langsheng’s high school campus. Every building was identical.
Rong Yu followed beside He Huaiting and went with her to the cafeteria to buy buns and soy milk, then carried them toward the classroom.
Unexpectedly, just as the two arrived downstairs at the teaching building, a student ran down from upstairs. It was an unfamiliar face.
When the girl saw He Huaiting, she immediately waved at her.
“He Huaiting, Teacher Wang wants you to go see her.”
He Huaiting did not make a sound. First, she looked at Rong Yu beside her.
Rong Yu hurriedly said, “Go ahead. I’ll go straight back to class. Class 2-3, right?”
She tentatively said the class she and Lian Langsheng had been in during their second year of high school in reality, and sure enough, He Huaiting nodded.
Rong Yu looked at the breakfast in He Huaiting’s hand that had not been touched yet and took the initiative to extend her right hand.
“Your food… how about I bring it back for you first…”
He Huaiting lowered her eyes and glanced at Rong Yu’s hand, then raised her own hand and passed the items to her.
Their fingers met in midair. When He Huaiting passed over the breakfast, she accidentally brushed Rong Yu’s palm.
It was like a kitten scratching an itch.
Rong Yu could not help feeling her palm go numb. The hand that accepted He Huaiting’s breakfast tightened slightly, wanting to gather the warmth left behind in her palm.
After He Huaiting handed the items to her, she looked at Rong Yu once more, then turned and followed the student who had come down from upstairs back up the building.
Rong Yu continued forward, heading to the stairs on the other side to return to the classroom.
At this time, the sun had already risen high. The warm summer sunlight fell on her body, giving her a sense of youth as if she had returned to campus. Even her heart seemed to become more alive—
A burst of stabbing pain suddenly exploded from her chest and rapidly spread through her limbs.
Rong Yu’s steady breathing was interrupted. Black blood mixed with fragments of flesh instantly spilled from her chest.
This was a sign of ruptured internal organs.
Rong Yu lowered her head with difficulty and saw a dry, yellowed hand piercing through her chest and emerging from the front.
Scalding fresh blood sprayed all over the ground, leaving a glaring red on the school’s pure white wall.
For the first time, she learned that after the heart was crushed, the brain could still operate briefly.
The pain in her body was not severe, but the recognition of what had happened had already exceeded the limits of what she could bear.
She struggled to turn her head and look behind her, directly meeting a hideous face covered in black patterns.
In the second before she fell to the ground, Rong Yu had only one thought in her heart…
How did this script’s pain simulation work???