Author: 颜凉雨 / Yan Liang Yu

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

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Chapter 40

“Good! That’s a wrap—”

The last two words felt like music to everyone’s ears. Although no one voiced it, there was a palpable sense of the tension dissipating, and the air began to circulate more freely, as if numerous musical notes were dancing quietly yet mischievously within it.

The crew members were packing up their equipment. Only the two actors exchanged a look and walked together towards the director.

Director Chen got up from his chair, looked at them for a moment, and finally said, “This afternoon was not bad. Let’s continue to work hard tomorrow.”

A weight lifted off the chests of Lu Yiyao and Ran Lin.

Both weren’t new to acting, with Lu Yiyao especially being experienced in both TV and film. Yet, facing Director Chen, they felt like novices again, reminiscent of their early days facing the camera with a mix of excitement and nervousness.

A strict teacher produces outstanding students.

Both understood that having a director like Director Chen was a blessing for actors who aspired to excel and break new ground in their craft.

Waiting until Director Chen was far enough away, Liu Wanwan and Li Tong ran over, one offering water to Ran Lin and the other handing coffee to Lu Yiyao.

Ran Lin took a sip of water and looked disapprovingly at Lu Yiyao. “It’s almost dark, and you’re still drinking coffee?”

Lu Yiyao replied casually, “It’s fine. I’m used to it. It won’t affect my sleep.”

Ran Lin believed that long-time coffee drinkers could build a tolerance, but remarked, “It keeps your central nervous system in a state of excitement. Even if you don’t feel it and sleep as usual, your brain isn’t really resting.”

“It’s okay,” Lu Yiyao responded nonchalantly, not seeing his personal habit as a matter of concern.

But as he lifted the coffee cup to his lips and caught Ran Lin’s unblinking stare, he somehow couldn’t bring himself to drink.

Ran Lin, noticing his partner’s hesitation, quickly said, “It’s okay. I was just saying. Drink your coffee.”

Lu Yiyao felt reassured and tilted the cup towards his mouth…

“But it can lead to dependency.”

“I don’t feel that strongly about it…”

“Okay, just a reminder. Drink your coffee.”

As the bitter-sweet taste almost reached his lips…

“It can also harm your stomach, especially for us with irregular meals.”

Star Lu gave up, handing the cup back to his assistant. “Never mind. Get me some water instead.”

Li Tong, shifting his gaze between his boss and Ran Lin, finally saw the outcome.

His boss was so easily swayed!

Liu Wanwan sensed something unusual but hesitated to jump to conclusions, considering the bold idea too far-fetched compared to her usual daydreams.

After removing their makeup, the production team arranged for cars to take the actors back to the hotel.

Lu Yiyao’s car arrived first, followed by Ran Lin’s. On the way back, with only familiar faces in the car, Wang Xi said directly to Ran Lin, “I have to go back to Beijing tonight. I might not be able to come here often. If there’s any issue, let Wanwan contact me.”

Ran Lin understood that Han Ze also had a movie offer recently, and since his own shoot was on track, it made sense for Wang Xi to focus on the other project.

“Don’t worry, Xi Jie,” Ran Lin reassured. “I’ll be fine here.”

Wang Xi felt a bit guilty. Although she seemed to manage both sides well on the surface, only she knew where her heart leaned more, hence her apology towards Ran Lin.

Ran Lin didn’t notice Wang Xi’s fleeting emotion as he was reading a new message and considering how to reply.

[Let’s have dinner together tonight.]

Within minutes, they arrived at the hotel. Ran Lin went to his room and picked up his phone to type a response.

Okay, sure, fine, alright…

Ran Lin tried all the tones he could think of, but each seemed too revealing, potentially giving away his emotions. Finally, he simply asked—

[Where?]

Pleased with his response, Ran Lin felt assertive.

The reply came naturally from the other side—[Anywhere is fine. Let’s find a place nearby, or do you have any recommendations?]

When Ran Lin asked “where”, he hadn’t thought much about it. Now he realized—[Can you go out? Won’t you be surrounded by fans?]

Lu Yiyao had a plan for that—[I can disguise myself. I won’t be recognized.]

Ran Lin, skeptical—[Who gave you that confidence?]

Lu Yiyao—[Dark night, a hat, a mask, sunglasses. Foolproof.]

Ran Lin—[Trust me, the public will call the police.]

Lu Yiyao—[ 😓]

Lu Yiyao—[Then come to my room 😊]

Ran Lin, startled by the yellow smiley face, accidentally sent a one-second blank voice message.

The quick response from the other side—[?]

Ran Lin was now certain that his partner had no ulterior motives. The invitation to eat was purely for discussing work. Otherwise, it couldn’t explain such a straightforward and honest atmosphere.

[Let’s do it in my room then. It’s convenient for discussing scenes and lines. 😊]

Lu Yiyao was as cooperative as ever.

Ran Lin sighed, flopped onto the bed, feeling listless for a moment before calmly asking—[Why not come to my room?]

[I’m on the top floor. It’s more secluded and quiet. 🤷]

Ran Lin’s calm was disrupted again…

Using status as an excuse is unfair!

His phone suddenly rang, startling Ran Lin. His phone slipped from his grasp, hitting him in the face…

A novel sensation of pain hit his nose, but the ringing stopped.

Ran Lin froze, ignoring the pain in his nose, and quickly picked up the phone. As expected, he had accidentally hung up on Lu Yiyao.

Embarrassed, Ran Lin hesitantly answered the phone as it rang again, not daring to delay. “Hello?”

Lu Yiyao wasn’t angry, just curious. “Did you accidentally drop the phone just now?”

Although their understanding of “accidental” differed, Ran Lin confidently admitted, “Yeah!”

Lu Yiyao, not suspecting anything, asked, “No problem then? I’ll order the food soon.”

With such a proper invitation to discuss scenes, Ran Lin naturally couldn’t refuse, especially since he wanted to go over tomorrow’s scenes to avoid any more NGs. “No problem.”

“I’ll see you in an hour. I’ll leave the door open, so you can just come in.”

“Okay.”

After hanging up the phone, Ran Lin felt completely at ease.

Initially, he was worried about not being able to control himself around Lu Yiyao, fearing he might embarrassingly throw himself at the lead actor. However, in the presence of his partner’s upright and righteous demeanor, any such frivolous thoughts were quickly dispelled. Then, he was concerned about visiting Lu Yiyao’s room at night, fearing it might spark rumors of a romantic nature, especially if they were caught by someone or, worse, photographed by the paparazzi. But Lu Yiyao had already anticipated this, inviting him openly and directly to rehearse lines, leaving no room for misunderstanding.

It’s said that the entertainment industry hones a person’s wits, and this kind of strategic maneuvering is more intense than even revolutionary times.

But about rehearsing lines…

Ran Lin flipped through the script for the next day’s shoot, reviewing each scene and getting a sense of what to expect.

……

“Lu Ge, are you sure you want all these?” Li Tong was bewildered as he listened to his boss order dish after dish.

Lu Yiyao, still focused on the hotel’s menu, flipped through it and shook his head dissatisfiedly. “The variety is too limited, but it should be more hygienic… Okay, let’s go with these.”

Li Tong took the menu, feeling there was no need to remember it. He could just call the front desk and say, “You have a menu, right? The one in every room. Yeah, I’d like to order one of everything in it.”

Boss, are you planning a banquet?

The obedient assistant made the call to order the food, while Lu Yiyao headed to the bathroom for a shower.

After a whole day, he was quite tired, especially when Director Chen called, “That’s a wrap.” He felt like collapsing on the spot.

But now, thinking about Ran Lin coming over soon so they could go over tomorrow’s scenes, he not only felt less tired but also a bit excited and looking forward to it. This anticipation reminded him of the nights before going camping during his school days, filled with romantic imaginations about the camping site. Although reality often fell short of his fantasies, the happiness on those nights before was always at its peak.

Lu Yiyao took his time in the shower, occasionally humming English songs. After showering, he leisurely dried his hair and patted some toner on his face before coming out.

The room was already filled with the enticing aroma of food.

Li Tong was guarding two trolleys laden with dishes, relieved to see his boss finally emerge from the bathroom. “Lu Ge, do you want to leave the dishes on the trolleys, or should I set them on the table?”

Lu Yiyao instructed, “Set them on the table.”

Li Tong quickly arranged the dishes on the table, turning it into a lavish spread without any empty space left.

Lu Yiyao was satisfied. “Okay, you can go back now.”

Li Tong had been called over by Lu Yiyao after the latter had finished talking to Ran Lin, so he only knew about the feast but not the guest. Dismissed so abruptly, he left with curiosity burning inside him.

As soon as Li Tong left, Lu Yiyao changed into comfortable clothes and approached the door, intending to open it wide as a gesture of openness.

As he pulled the door open, he expected to see an empty hallway. Instead, he was greeted by a surprised Ran Lin… and Tang Xiaoyu.

“You heard me coming with such light footsteps?” Ran Lin asked, puzzled.

Lu Yiyao didn’t catch on, his attention fixed on Tang Xiaoyu.

Tang Xiaoyu, having received Ran Lin’s invitation for dinner and line rehearsal, hadn’t suspected anything. With a crucial three-person scene scheduled for the next day, being invited by Lu Yiyao to rehearse seemed perfectly in line with his reputation for professionalism.

But Lu Yiyao’s current expression… didn’t quite fit the welcoming category.

“You said we were going to rehearse lines,” Ran Lin quickly explained, realizing that Lu Yiyao hadn’t personally invited Tang Xiaoyu. Although he thought Lu Yiyao wouldn’t mind, he couldn’t be sure, so he took the initiative. “Tomorrow’s most important scene is the three of us becoming sworn brothers.”

Lu Yiyao swallowed, his mind churning. Ran Lin’s explanation seemed flawless. In fact, he felt a bit annoyed at himself for forgetting about Tang Xiaoyu, which was quite unlike him.

The only explanation he could think of was that he had been so focused on scenes with Ran Lin all day that he inadvertently forgot about Tang Xiaoyu as a co-star.

Satisfied with his self-assessment, Lu Yiyao briskly invited his two partners in.

Tang Xiaoyu, seeing the table laden with dishes, felt reassured—Lu Yiyao must have also invited him; otherwise, how could he explain such an extravagant spread?

Ran Lin was equally astonished by the array of dishes, looking at Lu Yiyao with disbelief, wondering if he had anticipated everything.

Lu Yiyao gave a slight smile, nonchalantly saying, “I like to be prepared.”

The meal was enjoyable, and Lu Yiyao noticed that Ran Lin and Tang Xiaoyu seemed very familiar with each other, not like their first encounter on the reality show or even in the drama set, but more like long-time friends.

Curious, he asked, “Did you two meet after the reality show?”

Both replied in unison, “No.”

Lu Yiyao tilted his head, puzzled. “But you two seem like old friends.”

Ran Lin and Tang Xiaoyu exchanged glances and smiled.

Lu Yiyao didn’t like the unspoken understanding between them… It felt too exclusive.

“You’re just too reserved,” Tang Xiaoyu said, feeling more comfortable talking to Lu Yiyao after the meal, believing they had bridged some of their distance.

Lu Yiyao frowned, turning to Ran Lin with a questioning look as if to ask, “Do you think so too?”

Ran Lin read the inquiry in Lu Yiyao’s eyes and immediately shook his head. “No, I don’t think you’re reserved.”

Lu Yiyao was pleased.

Ran Lin added, “You’ve always been warm.”

Lu Yiyao: “…”

What the hell kind of ambiguous compliments are these!

Deciding to drop the topic for fear of a heart rate imbalance, Lu Yiyao suggested, “If we’re almost done eating, let’s start rehearsing.”

Ran Lin agreed. “Sounds good. It’ll help digest the food.”

“Uh, I have a suggestion.” Tang Xiaoyu raised his hand. “Since tomorrow is about us becoming sworn brothers, shouldn’t we deepen our understanding of each other and cultivate some brotherly affection?”

Lu Yiyao didn’t quite grasp the concept. “How do we do that?”

“I’ll go first.” Tang Xiaoyu stood up, gazing ahead, and began introducing himself seriously. “My name is Tang Xiaoyu, 25 years old, lively and cheerful, generous in spirit, respectful to my parents and colleagues. My girlfriend is… Ah, I can’t say that… Um, where was I?”

Ran Lin: “Your girlfriend…”

Lu Yiyao: “Can’t say.”

Tang Xiaoyu: “…I was asking about before that!”

Ran Lin and Lu Yiyao exchanged a look, having reached an understanding. “We are just interested in your girlfriend.”

“…” Tang Xiaoyu regretted coming to this meal.

Comrade Xiaoyu, strong in his bonds, eventually didn’t reveal even half a word about his girlfriend’s true identity.

Ran Lin and Lu Yiyao had their fun and didn’t press him further.

The second to introduce himself was Lu Yiyao.

Actually, he didn’t really want to share too much about himself. Moreover, it was Tang, Fang, and Xu who were to become sworn brothers, not Lu, Ran, Tang… Wait, they both had the surname Tang?

Tang Xiaoyu looked bewilderedly at Lu Yiyao, whose mind seemed to be drifting further away, his gaze becoming increasingly unfocused. Just as he was wondering, someone patted his shoulder.

Turning around, he met Ran Lin’s knowing eyes.

“That’s just how he is,” Ran Lin said. “A professional daydreamer for a hundred years.”

Suddenly, Tang Xiaoyu felt a bit envious of the friendship between these two—to know and understand each other so well!

Finally, Lu Yiyao came back to his senses and began to introduce himself. Besides his middle school and university, he talked about his favorite music and books, emphasizing his love for still photos from dramas, sharing with his friends the “promotional effect of still photos on acting”. However, unfortunately, his colleagues didn’t seem to deeply feel the same.

The last to introduce himself was Ran Lin, who actually thought he didn’t have much to say. Besides his age and birthplace, all he had was, “I love to eat buns, drink soy milk, like acting, and yeah, acting is what I love the most.”

Lu Yiyao, seeing the sparkle in Ran Lin’s eyes when he talked about acting, suddenly remembered what a director had told him during a reshoot—

Your eyes lack passion for acting.

At that time, he didn’t understand what that meant, but now, he might have found the answer.

“That’s not right. Your introduction isn’t complete.”

Tang Xiaoyu suddenly spoke up, interrupting Lu Yiyao’s thoughts and drawing Ran Lin’s attention.

“Not complete?” Ran Lin was puzzled.

“You’re still holding back something from us.” Tang Xiaoyu chuckled, suddenly pulling out a smartphone from behind like a magician, playing a small video on its lit screen.

“I’m eating fried chicken in People’s Square~~ where are you at this moment~~ although you might be making a feint to the east but attack in the west~~ but fatigue has made me too lazy to doubt…”

Ran Lin facepalmed, suddenly wanting to hack into a server and delete this video.

Lu Yiyao, seeing Ran Lin holding a guitar for the first time, was like discovering a new world. “What song is this?”

Tang Xiaoyu felt awkward, feeling that Lu Yiyao was focusing on the wrong thing.

Ran Lin quickly answered, “‘Eating Fried Chicken in People’s Square’.”

Lu Yiyao recognized it as Miya’s advertisement, becoming even more puzzled. “Why isn’t this played in the ad if it’s so good?”

The natural compliment left people feeling elated.

Ran Lin, trying to keep his mouth from curling up in joy, explained, “The manufacturer needs to match their own advertising words.”

Lu Yiyao frowned. “Knowing that they would add lyrics in post-production, you could have just strummed the guitar and sung anything, why bother with lip-syncing?”

Ran Lin: “…”

Tang Xiaoyu: “…”

Ran, Tang: “I (He) was really singing!”

Ran, Tang: “And really playing the guitar!”

Lu Yiyao was baffled, narrowing his eyes discontentedly. “That’s enough, you don’t have to be so in sync…”

……

Across the street, in a room at a corresponding height in another building, a long-lense camera was peeking through the gap in the curtains, aimed at Lu Yiyao’s room.

Three unkempt young men, with dark circles under their eyes, took turns surveilling.

The one currently in charge was a young man with curly hair, tall and thin, wearing jeans that had been washed white and a slightly wrinkled T-shirt.

Another young man sitting on the bed in sweatpants, sipping a Red Bull, asked, “How’s it going?”

The curly-haired guy sighed, unable to hear anything and could only judge from the images seen through the lens. “It’s still the same, eating, drinking, chatting—the atmosphere seems good.”

The third young guy, sitting on a chair, was slightly overweight and bald, constantly fiddling with a DSLR camera. Hearing his colleagues’ conversation, he chimed in. “Did Lu Yiyao and Ran Lin really become friends?”

The curly-haired guy replied, “From what we’ve observed so far, it seems so.”

The guy in sweatpants scoffed disbelievingly. “Come on. There’s no true friendship in the entertainment industry. Everything in this world is driven by profit…”

Click.

The guy in sweatpants looked bewilderedly at the bald guy. “Why are you taking a picture of me?”

The bald guy put down the camera, sincerely saying, “You’re wasted as a paparazzo. Really, you should be on a talk show.”

“Fuck off.” The guy in sweatpants kicked him irritably.

“You two are so energetic. It’s your turn to take over.” The curly-haired guy had had enough and passed on the baton.

The guy in sweatpants looked at the time; it was indeed time for a shift change, and he obediently stood up to take over.

Ever since Lu Yiyao checked into this hotel, they had been keeping an eye on him. Apart from filming, as long as Lu Yiyao was in his room, they hadn’t missed a second.

Lu Yiyao was currently one of the few popular stars with the least amount of scandal, and if they could break a big story about such a star, the impact would be explosive!

Moreover, Lu Yiyao wasn’t particularly vigilant, perhaps feeling that he had nothing to fear from exposure. The curtains were sometimes drawn, sometimes not, mostly depending on his mood. Even when drawn, they were mostly sheer curtains, and if there was light, the silhouettes inside were still clearly visible and distinguishable.

“If you ask me, we should wait for Xi Ruohan to join the cast. Didn’t she have a rumored affair with Lu Yiyao?” Looking for a while and seeing no promising developments for the night, the guy in sweatpants could only fantasize about the future to pass the time.

Xi Ruohan was the lead actress of <Sword of Fallen Flowers> and was scheduled to join the cast in a week, according to the information they had received.

“That’s no rumor. Xi Ruohan started it herself.” The curly-haired guy took the half-finished Red Bull from the guy in sweatpants, downing it in one gulp before continuing, “She chased after Lu Yiyao, but he didn’t pay her any attention.”

The bald guy, new to the team, was unaware of this episode and widened his eyes in surprise. “Xi Ruohan, such a beautiful woman throwing herself at him, and Lu Yiyao resisted? Not even a fleeting romance?”

The bald guy, who had recently joined the group, was unfamiliar with this story and widened his eyes in surprise. “Xi Ruohan, such a beautiful woman throwing herself at him, and Lu Yiyao is able to resist? Isn’t there always some fleeting romance?”

“Let’s not use those fancy words. Just say it straight—hooking up.” The curly-haired guy scratched his messy hair, sighing at the end. “I really wish there was something between them. I’ve been squatting here for a month, only seeing Xi Ruohan getting the cold shoulder. Lu Yiyao is really something, never even opening his door once.”

“That’s news too. Xi Ruohan is quite a flower among flowers, right?” The bald guy perked up. “A top actress visiting three times and the male star turning her away—that’s explosive news with lots of implications.”

In the entertainment circle, young actresses who are just starting out are usually called “little flowers¹”. Those who have some acting skills and reputation but are still a long way from being top-tier actresses, are called “middle flowers²”. And the top-tier actresses, of course, are the “big flowers³” and there are only a few in the circle.

¹[Xiao Hua] (小花) Refers to almost all young actresses, regardless of their popularity, reputation, and acting skills.
²[Zhong Hua] (中花) Refers to those who have not yet reached the Da Hua (big flower) level but are above Xiao Hua in terms of notable works, awards, and industry recognitions.
³[Da Hua] (大花) Refers to those who have years of experience, good acting skills, numerous mainstream awards, notable works that are recognized by the general public, and great impact in the industry. 

That’s why the bald guy was surprised, wondering why the curly-haired guy hadn’t leaked this juicy gossip. Both parties involved were popular and had a following; even a failed attempt at seduction would definitely make a big noise.

The curly-haired guy sighed, not really wanting to answer.

The guy in sweatpants turned his head away from the telephoto lens, helping to answer. “Can’t you guess? They were paid off.”

The bald guy was surprised. “Xi Ruohan’s team?”

The curly-haired guy gave him a look. “Who else? Lu Yiyao’s team? He’s like the modern day Liuxia Hui*. There was no need to pay us off!”

*Was a man of eminent virtue and is said on one occasion to have held a lady in his lap without the slightest imputation on his moral character. When he died, his wife insisted on pronouncing a funeral oration over his body, urging that none knew his great merits so well as her.

The bald guy, holding his camera, pondered for a long time but still stuck to his opinion. “I don’t believe there are men in this world who can resist temptation unless they’re not interested in women at all.”

The curly-haired guy said, “You think I haven’t considered that? But at least on the women’s side, Xi Ruohan was making moves. For the men, I haven’t seen anyone close to Lu Yiyao. Even his current friend, Ran Lin, is probably the closest relationship he has.”

“Deeply closeted. Not surprising,” the bald guy concluded about Lu Yiyao.

The curly-haired guy was speechless. “So now there are three guys in his room, so it’s a threesome?”

The bald guy shrugged. “Maybe.”

The curly-haired guy. “Have you ever seen a threesome with the door open?”

The guy in sweatpants. “Fuck—”

The bald and curly-haired guys both jumped. “What? Really?!”

The guy in sweatpants swallowed hard, not knowing how to describe this shocking scene. He thought for a while and decided to describe what he saw. “All three of them knelt down together…”

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Inside Lu Yiyao’s room.

“I, Tang Jingyu.”

“I, Fang Xian.”

“I, Xu Chongfei.”

“Today, we become sworn brothers! Entrusting our lives to each other, sharing fortunes and misfortunes, helping each other in good times and bad, with heaven and earth as our witnesses, and the mountains and rivers as our covenant, we vow to remain steadfast in our brotherhood and never betray each other!”

Thud—

Three heads hit the floor, making a single, unified sound, but it was earth-shattering.

……

In the paparazzi room across the hotel.

The three took turns looking through the telephoto lens, with the bald guy being the last one. He felt a chill, his scalp tingling. “They’re not possessed, are they…?”

“It doesn’t seem like it. They all look quite sober…” The guy in sweatpants had his own guess. “Could it be some secret dark organization?”

“You’ve been watching too much Detective Conan.” The curly-haired guy pulled out a stack of materials and threw it on the table in front of the two. “I always tell you, know your enemy and know yourself, and you will be victorious in every battle*. Take a good look. We need to know what scenes they are shooting tomorrow.”

*Famous quote from The Art of War by Sun Tzu.

After reading the materials, the guy in sweatpants and the bald guy had a moment of realization.

The guy in sweatpants felt cheated. “They should be filming on set, not in a hotel. Scaring people to death, do you know that!”

The bald guy didn’t share this view. Knowing the truth dissipated his sense of horror, leaving only a deep impression. “Being an actor isn’t easy…”

Saying that, he looked through the lens at the opposite side again. By this time, the three had already stood up, looking at each other with the fervor and sincerity of brothers who had just sworn an oath. Even from this distance, the bald guy could feel their brotherly bond.

“They act so well…” The bald guy felt that he might start to become a fan of these three.

……

At 11:30 p.m., after seeing off his two colleagues, Lu Yiyao finally closed the door that had been open for a long time and took another shower.

The messy cups and plates had been cleared away, and the room had been ventilated, leaving no lingering scent of food. However, after coming out of the shower, there was a hint of shower gel fragrance.

Lu Yiyao drew the curtains, dimmed the lights, and leisurely lay back on the bed.

Strangely, he usually felt sleepy after drinking coffee at this hour, but today, without a drop of coffee, he wasn’t sleepy at all and felt energetic enough to do several backflips.

In the dim and faint light, Lu Yiyao turned his head left and right to make sure there were no eyes in the dark, then quietly took out his phone, entered Weibo, and searched for the keywords “Ran Lin + guitar”.

Ran Lin’s fans eagerly shared many posts. Lu Yiyao plugged in his headphones, randomly clicked on one, and soon, the melody of “Eating Fried Chicken in People’s Square” filled his ears.

Ran Lin’s voice was clear and melodious, gentle as jade, but when singing, there was a hint of huskiness.

This lazy and sexy huskiness was completely unlike Ran Lin, so Lu Yiyao naturally assumed Ran Lin was just lip-syncing.

And the guitar.

Lu Yiyao never thought Ran Lin could play an instrument.

This friend was like a kaleidoscope; just when you think you’ve seen all there is to see, he surprises you with something new and dazzling.

“I’m eating~ fried chicken in People’s Square~~~” Lu Yiyao hummed unconsciously, then immediately snapped back to reality, his face full of disbelief.

This song was too catchy!

Throwing away the phone, taking off the headphones, Lu Yiyao turned over, turned off the light, and decided to sleep quickly, lest the catchy tune haunt his dreams.

His nose brushed against the pillow, and a fresh scent wafted in—the smell of his hair that he had just washed… the scent of Miya shampoo.

He wondered if Ran Lin would use the shampoo he endorsed. He should have smelled it when they were rehearsing.

—Before falling asleep, the trivial question that Lu Yiyao pondered was whether Ran Lin used the same brand of shampoo.

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