Oops! I Became a Fan of My Rival Idol! - Chapter 6

However, people always have to learn to adapt. Without giving it much thought, she helped tug at a wrinkled corner of the bedsheet while Shen Nanqing was making the bed. When the other girl glanced over, she responded with a friendly smile.

 

Yet Shen Nanqing remained expressionless, her amber eyes clear and devoid of emotion before she averted her gaze and continued smoothing out the already neatly arranged sheets.

 

Qiao Huihui suddenly imagined a black cat in her mind—aloof, looking down on everyone, as if saying, “Foolish humans, I disdain to associate with you.”

 

Amused by her own imagination, she lowered her head to hide the smile at the corner of her lips, just missing the expression on Shen Nanqing’s face as she looked down.

 

…

 

When only she and Xia Niao were left in the dorm, Xia Niao slumped onto her bed with a miserable expression.

 

“I didn’t even dare to speak earlier…” she complained. “Is this what they call the aura of a top-tier expert? Keeping everyone at arm’s length?”

 

Qiao Huihui shook out the edge of her blanket and said, “Don’t overthink it. Maybe she just genuinely doesn’t think much of you.”

 

Xia Niao froze, then questioned, “Why do I feel like you’re mocking me?”

 

Qiao Huihui gave her a meaningful look. “Did you think I was comforting you?”

 

After the lighthearted joke, the two stopped discussing the topic and instead turned their attention to the last roommate who still hadn’t arrived.

 

Xia Niao blinked mysteriously and asked, “Guess who our last roommate is?”

 

“You know?”

 

“Hehe, I saw the name tag on the bed while I was tidying up earlier.”

 

“Who is it?”

 

“Shu Bailian!”

 

Qiao Huihui blinked in confusion. “Shu Bailian?”

 

Xia Niao eagerly filled her in. “She’s… kind of famous, but not for good reasons.”

 

“We’re from the same company. She’s built this pure, delicate persona and has a huge fanbase of male supporters, but her reputation among female fans isn’t great.”

 

“Mainly because she’s super dramatic and cries at the drop of a hat, acting like everyone’s bullying her. So people in the company secretly call her a ‘green tea bitch.’”

 

Speaking ill of others behind their backs wasn’t great, and Xia Niao hesitated before adding, “At the company, I always avoided her. I don’t know if living together will cause any issues…”

 

Qiao Huihui understood her concern and reassured her, “Don’t worry, I’ll be careful too and try not to clash with her.”

 

Xia Niao nodded, then happily looped her arm through Qiao Huihui’s. “Come on, let’s go eat. I’m starving.”

 

But just as they stepped out, they ran into Le Xingshan, who greeted them warmly. Qiao Huihui’s breath hitched in excitement.

 

Suppressing her exhilaration, she asked, “Do you live here too?”

 

Le Xingshan smiled and gestured to the door number above them. “Yep, and I’m right next door to you.”

 

Qiao Huihui clutched Xia Niao’s arm tightly, earning a puzzled look from her.

 

She was so thrilled she could spin in circles—she was neighbors with her idol! Just a wall apart!

 

Noticing her fan’s excitement, Le Xingshan couldn’t resist ruffling her hair and said with a laugh, “Heading to the cafeteria?”

 

“Mm-hmm!”

 

“Then hurry, or there’ll be no food left.”

 

In the end, Qiao Huihui practically floated away as Xia Niao dragged her along.

 

The cafeteria was nearby, just a short distance from the dormitory building. However, stepping outside meant being surrounded by cameras everywhere, which Qiao Huihui still wasn’t quite accustomed to. She remained mindful of her behavior, careful not to let the cameras capture anything unflattering.

 

Yet she couldn’t help but glance around occasionally, stealing looks at the nearby cameras.

 

When they reached the cafeteria, they ordered two meals at the counter and found a quiet corner to eat.

 

They had barely taken a few bites when the sound of a plate shattering rang out, instantly drawing everyone’s attention.

 

A girl in a white dress looked flustered as she frantically wiped stains off another girl’s black clothes, repeatedly apologizing, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault…”

 

But the girl in black showed no sign of forgiveness. She frowned in disgust and pushed the white-clad girl away, her words sharp and cutting: “Of course it’s your fault! Are you blind, bumping into me like that?”

 

The girl in white bit her pale lips, humiliation written across her face as she lowered her head in silence.

 

“This outfit cost tens of thousands—do you even have the money to pay for it?”

 

The commotion and the girl’s haughty, spoiled voice filled the air, making Qiao Huihui frown.

 

“What’s going on?”

 

Xia Niao discreetly checked their surroundings, making sure no cameras were pointing their way, then leaned in and whispered, “Shh—the one in white, that’s Shu Bailian.”

 

The subject of their earlier gossip was now right in front of them, making such a dramatic entrance. Qiao Huihui couldn’t help but steal a few more glances.

 

She noticed the girl in black being aggressively confrontational, looking like she might even resort to physical violence, while Shu Bailian wore an expression of pitiful distress. The surrounding crowd seemed sympathetic toward her—it was hard to say which of the two was more unfortunate in this encounter.

 

Xia Niao interrupted her staring, silently scooping rice into her mouth. “Whatever it is, it’s none of our business. Hurry up and eat, then we can go back to the dorm and rest.”

 

Qiao Huihui turned her attention back to her meal, though the chaotic noise of the argument continued to buzz in her ears.

 

By the time they finished eating, the spectacle still hadn’t ended. Everyone was watching, openly or covertly. As Xia Niao pulled her out of the cafeteria, Qiao Huihui found herself glancing back at Shu Bailian on impulse.

 

The girl’s eyes were slightly red, her expression teetering on the edge of tears—like a delicate white flower trembling in the wind.

 

Still, she was undeniably pretty, easily ranking in the top ten in terms of looks, with an aura that made people want to protect her.

 

The two of them strolled back to the dorm, their food mostly digested by the time they arrived. Shen Nanqing had already returned and was fast asleep in bed.

 

Originally, Qiao Huihui and Xia Niao had been playfully roughhousing on their way in, but the moment they saw Shen Nanqing, Qiao Huihui instinctively softened her voice, afraid of disturbing their unusually early-sleeping roommate.

 

Xia Niao also quieted down automatically, and the two of them tiptoed off to wash up.

 

But while brushing her teeth, Qiao Huihui spotted two figures entering the room—one of them was none other than Shu Bailian, whom they had just seen in the cafeteria.

 

The other girl had short hair, giving off a handsome, almost boyish vibe at first glance, her expression cool and composed. She supported Shu Bailian, who was limping slightly, and helped her onto the bed.

 

Seeing this, Xia Niao turned to Qiao Huihui and silently winked.

 

Shu Bailian’s soft, tearful voice rang out: “Luo Bai, thank you for bringing me back. You’re really too kind.”

 

The short-haired girl replied, “It’s nothing. That girl went too far.”

 

Shu Bailian began crying softly again: “It’s not Lulu-jie’s fault… It was my own carelessness, wuwuwuwu…”

 

Qiao Huihui shuddered so violently she nearly swallowed her toothpaste. In all her years, this was the first time she’d heard someone actually cry with “wuwuwu” sounds in real life.

 

No wonder Xia Niao had given her a “special” introduction. With just one sentence, it was clear this was a veteran green tea bitch.

 

The short-haired girl comforted Shu Bailian for quite a while before her tears finally stopped, then turned to the others and said, “Hello, I’m Jian Luobai. Xiao Lian got bullied in the cafeteria today and accidentally sprained her ankle, so I brought her back.”

 

Qiao Huihui was practically dumbstruck. She gripped her toothbrush tightly, staring unblinkingly at the scene, afraid she might miss any part of this drama.

 

For a moment, no one responded to Jian Luobai.

 

Xia Niao reacted quickly and cleverly replied, “Ah, hello! I’m Xia Niao.”

 

“Um… thank you for bringing our roommate back…” She struggled for words before ultimately copying Shu Bailian’s earlier line: “You’re really such a good person!”

 

The “good person,” radiating righteous energy, bid them farewell and left, leaving behind an awkward silence.

 

Qiao Huihui and Xia Niao stared at each other, unsure how to break the tension. Adopting a “better you than me” mentality, Qiao Huihui resolutely turned away and began brushing her teeth with exaggerated focus.

 

Xia Niao: “…”

 

She forced a stiff smile at Shu Bailian. “Xiao Lian, do you… want to go to the infirmary?”

 

Regardless of what she really thought, it was better to at least appear friendly on the surface.

 

Shu Bailian, her eyes still red from crying, could tell these roommates weren’t buying her act, so she dropped the pretense.

 

She rolled her eyes dramatically. “Save your fake concern. I don’t need it.”

 

Then she stood up and walked toward the bathroom, leaving Xia Niao stunned. When she’d entered earlier, she’d acted like her leg was about to fall off, but now she moved without any difficulty—as if… as if she’d never been injured at all.

 

Qiao Huihui also glanced sideways, thinking to herself, This girl really has two faces.

 

She spat out her mouthwash and gave the petrified Xia Niao a sympathetic look.

 

Still, Shu Bailian didn’t seem particularly interested in them. Even though they shared a dorm, as long as they kept to themselves, peaceful coexistence might still be possible.

 

Lights-out arrived, plunging the room into darkness. Outside, the wind must have picked up, rustling the ivy leaves with a soft “shhh” sound. Qiao Huihui fumbled her way to the top bunk.

 

As a national-level night owl, she lived by the principle “If the moon’s awake, so am I.” In this moment of complete silence, she felt not a hint of sleepiness—only excitement.

 

She pulled her phone from under her pillow, quietly opened her Weibo, and uploaded a few photos.

 

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She had quite a few followers, all active, and soon the comments section flooded with responses.

 

Shanshan’sWife: Wuwu my Shanshan is as gorgeous as ever today, love love love!

 

Starry Starry Flash: These are actually live photos from The Dazzling You set? I thought fans weren’t allowed in?

 

Lulululala: Oh my gosh, is Qiao Qiao a staff member for The Dazzling You??? Did our little star successfully infiltrate the crew? Please send more of these exclusive pics in the future, thank you!

 

…

 

Qiao Huihui had posted pictures of Le Xingshan dancing on stage today—snapped secretly while avoiding the cameras—so the comments section was flooded with remarks like, “Sis is so gorgeous and fierce,” and “I’m obsessed again.”

 

This account of hers was essentially a fandom account, filled with her own artwork and photos of Le Xingshan. As a result, most of her followers were also Le Xingshan’s fans. They all happily kept to their little corner of the internet, referring to each other as “sisters” and having a great time.

 

As she stared at Le Xingshan’s alluring figure in the photos, Qiao Huihui’s mind automatically conjured up a sketchpad, slowly outlining the lines…

 

Late at night, Shen Nanqing turned over and opened her eyes to find a phone lying on the pillow beside her. Its owner was fast asleep, snoring softly, with only half the blanket covering her—looking like a little domesticated hamster.

 

She casually turned off the phone and placed it back by Qiao Huihui’s pillow.

 

After hesitating for a few seconds, she reached over and pulled the blanket up a little higher for her.