After Entering a Romance Reality Show Disguised as a Man to Win Over All the Female Leads - Chapter 7

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[Aiyo, are you sure this is transferring yang energy?]

[Use your words properly. Why are you getting shy? doge]

[This method of “transferring yang energy” you’re talking about… is it proper? not really]

Rong Yu, however, seriously thought over the method Mu Shuiqing had mentioned.

Although the other party was only a consciousness body inside her close friend’s brain world, a consciousness body was still a part of her thoughts. If this was what Mu Shuiqing wanted… did that mean that as long as someone followed Mu Shuiqing’s method and transferred yang energy to her, she would be willing to wake up?

Rong Yu considered the feasibility of this method in her mind. On the surface, she looked enlightened.

“So that’s how it is. You’re amazing, Shuiqing!”

Half joking, she said, “Then what if someone’s soul gets scared out of them? Can this method be used too?”

With her back to Rong Yu, Mu Shuiqing’s voice sounded somewhat muffled.

“…Yes.”

Rong Yu suddenly thought of something, and her eyes lit up. “Then when I’m scared, Shuiqing, you have to save me like this.”

The fans in the comments widened their eyes.

[Help, that was so direct?!]

[Strange, strange. Why don’t I find it greasy?]

[Person above, maybe you’re face-con.]

[Holy crap, I’m shy, I’m shy!]

[Ahhhhh, Little Brother Rong Yu, you’re so direct ahhhhh!]

[Little Sister Shuiqing is about to tear the talisman apart, hhhhh.]

With her back to Rong Yu, Mu Shuiqing stuffed the talisman paper she had accidentally torn into her clothes, pretending nothing had happened.

Rong Yu suddenly walked past her toward the kitchen. Mu Shuiqing subconsciously turned her head to look over, and the other girl’s fluffy, short, curly brown hair just happened to brush past the corner of her lips.

Rong Yu’s features were beautiful. Mu Shuiqing had noticed this from the very first moment she saw her.

But Rong Yu was not simply beautiful. She also carried an indescribable heroic air, a kind of beauty that blurred gender.

Yet if Mu Shuiqing had to use one word to describe her impression of Rong Yu, it would not be pretty, but rather…

Soft and cute?

Like a fluffy little milk puppy, without the slightest bit of aggression.

But it was precisely this person who seemed to have no aggression at all who had calmly pinched the ghosts in the haunted house, excitedly been chased by a large group of zombies, and then easily led her out of the haunted house.

Mu Shuiqing’s eyelashes trembled lightly. She lowered her eyes and continued organizing the talismans in her arms, hiding the deep thought in her gaze.

Suddenly, a question interrupted her thoughts.

“What do you like to eat?”

Rong Yu stood two steps up, blocking the blinding noon sunlight behind her. She tilted her head and looked at Mu Shuiqing.

“Yu-shiang shredded pork, sweet-and-sour pork tenderloin, fermented bean curd pork, or guobaorou?”

Mu Shuiqing froze.

Rong Yu nodded. “So you like all of them. Then I’ll see what ingredients there are and make two dishes first. I’ll make the rest next time.”

After saying that, she turned and entered the room.

Mu Shuiqing followed her in with a wooden expression, still holding the talismans she had not finished pasting.

The siheyuan looked old-fashioned in style, but the inside had everything needed. Range hood, dishwasher, oven, refrigerator—everything was complete.

When Rong Yu opened the fridge, she saw all kinds of ingredients inside. They happened to be enough to make the four dishes she had just mentioned.

However, there were only two of them eating, so making two dishes was already more than enough.

Rong Yu took the meat and ingredients out of the fridge and placed them on the cutting board. Then she put on the apron hanging nearby and began preparing to work.

Mu Shuiqing was still staring straight at her from the side.

“How did you know…”

Rong Yu washed the vegetables while answering, “How did I know what you like to eat?”

Mu Shuiqing pressed her lips together and slowly nodded. Silently, she walked over, took out a bundle of vegetables, and copied Rong Yu’s movements, beginning to wash them as well.

Of course it was because these were all Lian Langsheng’s favorite dishes, Rong Yu almost blurted out.

She planned to casually find an excuse to brush it off, so she pointed at the little paper figure in the pocket at Mu Shuiqing’s chest.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Mu Shuiqing directly pulled it out of her clothes.

Rong Yu quickly reminded her in a low voice, “There are cameras.”

Hearing this, Mu Shuiqing did not hesitate. She continued placing it beside the cutting board.

The little paper figure twisted its limbs in four directions twice, then began staggering back and forth along the edge of the cutting board. As it walked, it unfolded symmetrically like a piece of folded paper, creating little figures of the same size. Their numbers increased geometrically.

By the time it walked from Rong Yu’s right hand to her left, it had already changed from one little paper figure into eight little paper figures.

Rong Yu widened her eyes. Mu Shuiqing really was not afraid of being seen by the viewers.

She secretly glanced at the phone screen in her pocket, only to find that the viewers in the comments had actually accepted it quite well.

[Wow, the little paper figures are so cute! I want one.]

[Will you consider making figurines?!]

[Figurines +11111]

Rong Yu: “……”

Sure enough, a world built from an opened brain hole could not be deduced using normal human logic.

She simply pointed directly at the little paper figures. “It was them. Just now, whenever I said the name of a dish, they got excited twice. So I suspected you liked those dishes.”

Mu Shuiqing expressionlessly looked at her and slowly blinked, seeming to accept this explanation.

She hesitated, lowered her head, and said, “These are paper figures I control using magical arts. They carry my spiritual awareness, so they also share the same preferences as me.”

Rong Yu clicked her tongue inwardly.

Magical arts, spiritual awareness…

Lian Langsheng’s imagination really was huge.

After Mu Shuiqing finished speaking, several paper figures dragged a few vegetable leaves out of the basin and copied the two of them, beginning to wash vegetables.

Rong Yu was shocked to discover that the paper figures, which looked like they were made of talisman paper, were actually waterproof. They could even twist their butts while washing vegetables and were not afraid of the water on their bodies at all.

Their division of labor was also especially clear. Two paper figures held the vegetables, two washed the vegetables, two washed the basin, and two arranged the vegetables.

Rong Yu: “.”

For some reason, she thought of the Smurfs.

The livestream viewers’ attention gathered on the little paper figures along with hers.

[Are you really not considering making figurines? Merch would work too.]

[Why does this feel like parents bringing their children along? not really]

[Wow, so magical. I suddenly want to learn metaphysics too. Little Sister Shuiqing, are you taking disciples? The kind who are gluttonous and lazy, QUQ.]

Two people plus eight paper figures began cooking seriously.

In the real world, Rong Yu had cooked for Lian Langsheng who knew how many times. Her movements were practiced. She cut the vegetables quickly and precisely, not even needing to look at her hands.

[Wow, there really aren’t many men these days who can cook this professionally…]

[Ahhhhh, gentle and able to cook. Aside from being a little short, he has no problems at all, www. Where can you find such a good boyfriend?!]

[A boyfriend might be hard to find, but a girlfriend shouldn’t be that hard, right? Wuwuwu, heavens, please give me a girlfriend like Rong Yu! Amen.]

[+1111]

[Sigh, I won’t daydream anymore. Here, big sister’s votes are all for you two!!!]

[And my votes too!! Take them, take them! Baby Yu and Qingqing, hurry up and rush to first place on the CP ranking!]

On this side, Rong Yu and Mu Shuiqing were enjoying a peaceful passage of time.

On the other side, inside the guesthouse, Qin Wenhan looked at the dust-covered minimalist-style room with an ugly expression. The pure white walls and wooden table were covered in accumulated dust and had completely turned dark gray.

The moment he and Lin Mengxing stepped inside, dust instantly rose from the floor and coated them both.

It was hard to imagine that an indoor guesthouse with no messy decorations could accumulate dust to this extent. It was as if no one had lived there for forty or fifty years. Every blind corner of the room was covered in large patches of spiderwebs. The fabric sofa was completely unusable. Just lightly patting it with one’s hand made dust rise like a layer of clouds.

The cold expression Qin Wenhan had maintained all the way finally cracked. His face turned black as charcoal.

Frowning, he pointed at the floor and said coldly, “Mop the floor.”

There were only him and Lin Mengxing in the room, so naturally, this sentence was directed at Lin Mengxing.

Lin Mengxing rolled her eyes and directly turned into one of the bedrooms. “Boss Qin, I’m not your maid.”

Qin Wenhan: “……”

His face became completely dark.

He stood in place sulking for a while, then turned and slammed the door as he left, going outside to find a hotel to stay in.

The livestream viewers laughed for a while. Seeing that neither of them seemed likely to come out, they felt there was nothing interesting to watch and gradually left the livestream room.

On the other side—

The key He Jiao and Sheng Ming received was for a presidential suite in a hotel.

The suite was quite spacious, with two bedrooms and one living room. Sheng Ming looked around the indoor space and nodded in satisfaction. While putting down his luggage, he began looking for a topic to chat with He Jiao.

“Miss He, do you like small animals?”

“Cats.”

“Cats? Those things shed a lot, and they smell. They can easily scratch your stockings too, right?”

“……?”

He Jiao expressionlessly glanced at him, then turned and dragged her suitcase into the outer bedroom, locking the door behind her.

Sheng Ming knocked on the door from outside. “Miss He, what do you want to eat? I’ll go buy it.”

He Jiao’s voice was even colder than the air-conditioned room. “No need, thank you.”

Sheng Ming smiled and said, “You should still eat something. You’ve been tired all morning. Girls have weaker bodies, so you’ll feel unwell in the afternoon.”

He Jiao stopped speaking.

Sheng Ming began knocking on the door again. After knocking for a long time with no response, he turned the doorknob and sighed before turning away.

The comments in the livestream were full of question marks.

[What kind of person is this? Someone kindly offers to bring you food and this is your attitude? I’m liking He Jiao less and less.]

[66666, as expected of a “little fairy.”]

[…I suspect the people criticizing He Jiao above are all men, right?]

[Yo, yo, yo, now you’re generalizing, huh??]

[I feel like Sheng Ming’s words sound pretty uncomfortable. He gives me this arbitrary, authoritarian feeling. He looks gentle, but actually has a strong desire to control. Anyway, I feel very uncomfortable. He kind of reminds me of my ex-boyfriend.]

[Exactly. He brought up cats himself, then complained that cats were troublesome. He Jiao locked the door, but he knocked for ages and even turned the doorknob. Holy crap, that scared me.]

[Amazing, amazing. Little fairies are the prettiest. Do you think everyone who sees you wants to assault you in the street? If you have paranoia, go to a psychiatric hospital. Don’t go crazy here. Sheng Ming was clearly being kind and got treated like a donkey’s liver and lungs.]

The fans in their livestream room had been arguing about gender conflict topics all morning. At this point, the argument finally reached its peak. The two sides fought fiercely, and even the livestream administrator sent comments to calm the audience’s emotions, but it had no effect at all.

Meanwhile, Seven and He Huaiting’s livestream room was no less noisy.

He Huaiting lay on a park lounge chair, wearing sunglasses and sunbathing. Beside her, Seven had a face full of black lines as he set up a tent.

The key he and He Huaiting had received was not for a lodging place at all, but for a safe. Inside were some toiletries and two simple tents. The two of them had run across half the city before barely finding a park where they could set up tents and sleep outdoors.

Thinking of how miserable this all was, Seven was so angry he nearly snapped the tent pole in his hand.

The program team had gone too far!

He gritted his teeth and looked at He Huaiting, who was leisurely relaxing beside him, and then at the tent already set up behind her. Then he looked at the crooked, badly staked, and already torn tent in front of himself, the veins on his forehead twitching.

Because their group was staying in tents, it was really inconvenient to place cameras inside. Therefore, the program team had only attached miniature cameras to nearby trees after they had fully settled down.

Fans watched his clumsy movements and He Huaiting’s comfortable sunbathing, filling the screen with mocking comments.

[Hahahahahahahaha, fuck.]

[I didn’t realize it’d be this funny before clicking in, hahahaha. Wenwen, how do you not know how to do anything?]

[Sorry, although, but Wenwen, you’re so dumb. You don’t even know how to set up a tent.]

[My suggestion is to keep hugging her thigh. After all, you relied entirely on the cool sister in the haunted house too.]

Seven was not looking at the comments at all. He was extremely irritated right now.

Earlier, those two women, Mu Shuiqing and He Huaiting, had said he was ugly, and he had remembered it. In the haunted house, he had completely relied on He Huaiting to barely clear the challenge. In just a few short hours, he had lost all face and dignity. Now they even wanted him to sleep in a tent, and he had to set it up himself.

Seven had never seen such a ridiculous variety show in his life. The money he had sent the program team earlier had really been wasted!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

When he saw He Huaiting sitting beside him so leisurely, completely ignoring him, he finally could not hold back anymore.

He threw away the tent pole in his hand, stood up furiously, and rushed toward He Huaiting on the park lounge chair, raising his hand to tear off her sunglasses.

In the next second—

A hoarse scream tore through the entire sky.

Seven did not even see clearly how someone grabbed his arm, swung him through the air once, and threw him onto the ground. He was already lying limply on the grass with his back hitting the ground. The only thought in his mind was that he was actually still alive.

He Huaiting had not even taken off her sunglasses. She was still lying on the lounge chair. No one knew how her body, at a little over 1.7 meters, had thrown Seven, who was over 1.8 meters, so far away like trash.

They only heard her voice, colder and scarier than any female ghost Seven had seen today.

“If there’s a next time, you really will lose a hand.”

Seven: “……”

Comments:

[Uh—Is He Huaiting being a little too fierce?]

[This is fierce?! Although I like Seven, grabbing at someone’s face with that much force would disfigure her if he really caught her, right?! Honestly, that was a bit too much.]

[A little bit too much, quietly.]

[Although, but Seven, why did you provoke her for no reason… Such a useless man. Isn’t this typical behavior—when you’re incapable, you take your anger out on someone weaker? Kind of childish.]

[Are the people above sick? It’s your blessing if our Wenwen is willing to touch you, okay?? You’re all in the entertainment industry. Why pretend to be some chaste, virtuous woman?]

[Help, is the person above a male-identified woman? So misogynistic? These days, there really aren’t many old hags who compete with other women left.]

[??? That’s wildly ridiculous. Is the person who said “chaste, virtuous woman” really a woman?]

[Such a cool sister. What a pity her partner is such a useless singer.]

[Hehe, did He Huaiting make you have a brain orgasm? Why are you so eager to be a simp here…?]

[Heeheehee, brain-dead fans are breaking down. Useless Seven, hehe, I said it, I said it.]

Ordinary viewers had not taken the guests’ quarrel seriously at all, but they had not expected the comments to already be fighting to the heavens. They could not help feeling annoyed.

[Argue, argue, argue. So annoying. Watching a variety show and still having this many grudges.]

[After looking around this whole circle… I suddenly feel like Little Brother Rong Yu’s livestream room is still the best to watch. It’s been a whole day, and they haven’t had a single argument…]

[Sister above, true or false? Which one is Rong Yu?]

[The individual livestream room next door. The Rong Yu x Mu Shuiqing one.]

Seven’s brain-dead fans watched the comments either insulting Seven or recommending another livestream room, and they were so angry smoke nearly came out of their heads. While blindly defending him, they frantically reported all the comments criticizing Seven. As a result, because there were too many reported comments, the livestream room was suspended.

Brain-dead fans: “……”

Fortunately, it was only suspended for five minutes.

Even so, the passerby viewers began leaving in large numbers, all flooding into Rong Yu’s livestream room next door.

As soon as they entered, they saw Rong Yu carry out two plates of dishes with excellent color, aroma, and appearance, along with a bowl of crystal-clear, soft, sweet white rice.

This was the only group out of the four livestream rooms that could actually eat a proper meal.

Not to mention, just looking at those two dishes, one could feel that they probably tasted very good.

Mu Shuiqing helped Rong Yu carry the dishes to the dining table. Beside them, the little paper figures rummaged out bowls and chopsticks from the cupboard, staggeringly hugged them, and hopped across the table, placing the bowls and chopsticks on the dining table too. Afterward, they collapsed exhaustedly on the table, limbs spread wide, as if they were too tired and had decided to lie flat.

Their postures were too human-like. Rong Yu found it funny and stretched out a finger to pinch one paper figure’s face. Then she could not resist poking its belly.

The paper figure had no reaction and lay motionless on the table.

But Mu Shuiqing beside her suddenly knocked over the bowl in front of her. The thin porcelain bowl with a white base and blue flowers rolled across the table before she caught it with both hands. Her face looked somewhat stiff.

Seeing that her expression was not right, Rong Yu asked, “What’s wrong?”

“…Nothing.” Mu Shuiqing lowered her eyes and looked at the porcelain bowl in her hands. She picked up the wooden spoon beside her and helped Rong Yu scoop rice.

Rong Yu rubbed the little paper figure’s belly twice more. Mu Shuiqing’s wrist trembled, and the wooden spoon fell to the ground with a clatter.

Rong Yu looked at her worriedly. “Are you really okay?”

Mu Shuiqing turned her face away and responded woodenly, “I’m fine.”

She got up with the wooden spoon and went to wash it again, then sat back down with her upper body stiff.

Comments:

[Hahahahahahahaha, this paper figure should be connected to Qingqing’s senses, right? Didn’t Qingqing say they have spiritual awareness?]

[Help, Baby Yu, are you really not doing it on purpose? covers mouth]

[Don’t look at how some people are expressionless. In reality, they might already be unable to restrain themselves. quietly]

Rong Yu felt that Mu Shuiqing might be a little uncomfortable, but she did not know what exactly was wrong with her. So she quietly finished the meal, took the initiative to wash the dishes, and urged Mu Shuiqing to go rest early.

Mu Shuiqing stood in place, hesitating as if she wanted to speak. In the end, she silently turned and walked toward her bedroom.

After she left, several paper figures immediately hugged Rong Yu’s arm and followed her to the cutting board, helping her clean up the kitchenware.

After Rong Yu finished cleaning the kitchen and passed by Mu Shuiqing’s bedroom, she looked through the open window and saw Mu Shuiqing sitting cross-legged on the bed in meditation. The bedposts around her were covered in talismans. She really was worthy of being the heroine of a metaphysics story.

Several little paper figures suddenly jumped out of her clothes, frightening Rong Yu into quickly gesturing for them not to run around. She was also afraid of disturbing Mu Shuiqing, so she pressed her lips tightly together and did not dare speak.

The little paper figures climbed into the room along the window ledge and silently ran toward Mu Shuiqing. As they ran, they merged back into one. Finally, they climbed up the bedsheet onto the bed and jumped into Mu Shuiqing’s pocket.

Seeing that Mu Shuiqing had not opened her eyes, Rong Yu carefully let out a breath of relief and silently went to her own bedroom to rest.

The livestream viewers could not see what was happening inside the two bedrooms, but they could see Rong Yu’s movements. Seeing her cautious expression, they commented:

[I suddenly remembered that this is a dating show.]

[I almost thought this was Baby Yu and Qingqing’s married-life child-raising record.]

[Sweet, sweet, sweet! Sure enough, this individual livestream room has the feeling of romance. Sss.]

[I listened to the advice. I’m moving into this livestream room. I’m going to keep it open today. When Little Brother Rongrong and Little Sister Qingqing wake up, I’ll come spy on them whenever I have time, hehehe.]

[Sisters, don’t forget to vote! We need to vote Baby Yu and Qingqing to first place on the CP ranking!!!]

When Rong Yu passed by the camera in the courtyard, she did not forget to wave at it and mouth, “Good afternoon.”

She was probably the only guest who would interact with the camera.

Her sky-blue eyes were facing the afternoon sun. The yellowing sunlight laid a layer of shattered light at the bottom of her eyes, like meteors bursting from a tree of fire and silver flowers.

After saying that, Rong Yu turned and entered the bedroom.

She did not look at her phone, so she did not know that after the comments collectively fell silent for a moment, they suddenly began flooding the screen frantically.

[Ahhhhhhh, don’t flirt with me ahhhhhhh!]

[Fuck, I can’t take it. lights cigarette]

[Sister above, why else do you think I switched over from another livestream room, hhhhh.]

[A little over the limit. A little over the limit. My heart can’t handle it.]

[I don’t know why, but why do I feel like Rong Yu comes with her own filter? Damn, too beautiful.]

[Sister above, it’s not your imagination. When I look at Rong Yu, I also feel like I’m seeing pink bubbles. Am I in love???]

[+1111, I might be in love too. I see Baby Yu with a built-in filter, www.]

Some people could not help beginning to suspect:

[Little Brother… is he really a boy? How can someone this pretty and delicate be a boy? collapses. Www, what a pity. If he were a girl, that would be even better. Long hair would probably look even prettier. Disclaimer: I’m not saying there’s anything bad about Little Brother’s gender, really not, I just think long hair would look better!!]

[If Baby Yu is a woman, then I admit it. I’m Cao Mengde. I just like other people’s wives. not really]

[I’m H. Whether she’s T or P, I’m fine with either. sigh.jpg]

[Little sister, finger me!!! I’m wearing a skirt today, so it’s very convenient!]

[+1111111111]

[…This is the comment section, not an uninhabited zone, sisters!!!]

While the person involved knew absolutely nothing, the livestream viewers spontaneously began canvassing votes. After clearing the haunted house, the votes for Rong Yu x Mu Shuiqing’s individual livestream room began another round of rapid growth.

On Weibo, edited images of Rong Yu in long-haired women’s clothing even appeared.

Viewers changed her into a brown pullover sweater paired with a JK skirt, then edited her women’s clothing photo together with Mu Shuiqing’s. They were shocked to discover that it actually suited her better than the short-haired male outfit.

Her brown curly hair scattered behind her, her beautiful features without the slightest aggression.

It had been a long time since the entertainment industry had seen such an exquisite yet heroic face, so beautiful it blurred the line between masculine and feminine. With short hair, she looked a little soft and cute. After changing to long hair, her unique temperament stood out even more.

She also had an incomparable sense of approachability.

Rong Yu seemed to inexplicably attract fans. As long as passersby saw her photos, they could not help developing a favorable impression and actively searching for related content.

In just three short hours, #HeartbeatMomentRongYu, #RongYuWomensClothing, and #RongYuMuShuiqing successively rushed onto the tail end of the trending searches and were still climbing bit by bit.

Even the popularity of Heartbeat Moment began to soar.

Originally, the program team’s livestream room had a heat level of just over one hundred thousand, basically all there for Seven. Now, however, it had been completely crushed by Rong Yu’s popularity. Almost all new viewers rushed straight into Rong Yu’s individual livestream room as soon as they entered the livestream.

Although Mu Shuiqing and Rong Yu were both resting, and the livestream camera only showed the empty kitchen and courtyard, viewers could watch the earlier livestream content through playback.

For a time, Heartbeat Moment’s popularity rose with the tide, actually reaching more than three hundred thousand.

In particular, the popularity of Rong Yu and Mu Shuiqing’s livestream room grew wildly, with little flowers and popularity votes constantly flooding the screen.

In the official voting poll created by the Heartbeat Moment program team—Which CP do you support most?—the votes for Rong Yu x Mu Shuiqing crushed the other three groups, holding firmly in first place.

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Author’s Note:

Lian Langsheng: None of you understand. It’s not that Rong Yu and Mu Shuiqing have explosive CP chemistry. It’s that Rong Yu has explosive CP chemistry with every version of me!