I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!-Chapter 269: They’re Amazing

Mu Qiu couldn’t help but lean against the car window for one last look outside.

The fans were holding hands, blocking the way, still eagerly watching each car.

She turned back to Cheng Zhirang, and said softly, "They really like you."

Rational, restrained, and well-behaved kind of like.

Cheng Zhirang had been looking out the window, nodding gently at her words, "They are great."

"How do you and Cheng Zhi manage to get along like this? I’ve seen so many celebrities whose fans are pretty crazy."

Take some of Li Yang’s fans for example, could it be that fans’ love for young idols tends to be more intense?

Cheng Zhirang shook his head, "There’s no special way to get along. The actors and fans are quite distant, so there’s no need to adjust or accommodate; I just happened to meet fans like them."

"What if those who truly like you don’t support you being with me, and might even unfollow you because of me, what would you do?"

"They won’t," Cheng Zhirang shook his head slowly, but with firmness and composure, "They won’t."

Couldn’t explain why, but he was that certain.

Mu Qiu suddenly envied the subtle relationship between them.

It’s always a bit uncomfortable when a couple sits too quietly in a car.

The two of them slowly started talking about other things.

Cheng Zhirang’s voice sounded particularly clear and smooth in a wide space, and when slightly lowered in a narrow space, it sounded magnetic, enticing, and sexy.

Especially when he leaned back and talked with his head slightly raised, his Adam’s apple rolling could be clearly seen.

People tend to imagine scenarios, and they’re good at it.

A simple and even formal sentence, paired with the image of his Adam’s apple moving, was forcefully merged by her imagination.

A 2000-word mini romance story emerged.

"Mu Qiu?" Cheng Zhirang’s voice, like gentle flowing water, called her in the car with a touch of confusion.

"Huh?" Mu Qiu snapped back to reality, maintaining her composure, "I zoned out just now, what did you say, Brother Cheng?"

"I was saying, the show’s team would likely find ways to prevent negative hacking this time, and everyone should cooperate together so that the previous slander will quiet down a lot after this."

He patiently repeated himself.

"Preemptive black prevention?" She wasn’t well-versed in entertainment industry jargon, "How do you prevent it?"

Cheng Zhirang: "There are many ways, but primarily intercepting negative rumors, then releasing gossip about others."

"I’ve always wanted to know," Mu Qiu turned to him while sitting sideways, "How do you guys know all the gossip and news about others?"

"Connections. The more people you know, the more news you know. There’s always someone who can’t keep secrets, or just doesn’t like keeping secrets for others."

She nodded thoughtfully.

"So someone will be exposed today? Who?"

"Those two female artists who dragged you down."

Mu Qiu was momentarily stunned.

...

Cheng Zhirang’s car was in the middle of the convoy between the program group’s car and Shi Yuhuai’s car, exactly in the center, Cheng Zhis didn’t mistake it.

The convoy headed to Willow Leaf City Airport, and they got off in the underground parking lot.

Mu Qiu obediently put on her mask, waiting for Cheng Zhirang to get out of the car.

She had to shuffle and wiggle quite a bit to finally reach a seated position, but he got out with one long step.

After getting out, he extended a hand to her, fist slightly clenched on the back. Mu Qiu rested her hand on his, bending down to get out of the car relying on him.

A gentleman’s mere gesture could make someone’s heart flutter.

"Thank you," she politely whispered, thanking him, then looking up at the others gathering around, "Are you all going back together?"

"Aren’t you coming with us?" Shu Ran asked.

Guan Yu used her hand as a comb to tidy her hair, also asking, "The show’s private jet, aren’t you going? There won’t be another chance like this next time."

"I have to go home," Mu Qiu accepted the suitcase pushed over by Cheng Zhirang, holding onto the handle, "I have to fly back to Yun City."

"Going home, that’s great, what time is your flight?"

"It’s at ten, in about half an hour."

"So you’re waiting here by yourself?" Guan Yu asked, quickly glancing at Cheng Zhirang.

Just as Cheng Zhirang was about to speak, Mu Qiu quickly cut him off, "Come on, the rumors haven’t settled yet, of course I’ll wait alone."

Cheng Zhirang frowned a little, looking at her, "Are you really going to wait on your own?"

Mu Qiu nodded, "A lot of people are watching you guys."

Someone as prominent as him, relentless fans could recognize him just from his silhouette and the back of his head. If he stayed with her in the waiting hall, he would be surrounded by fans in no time.

Then the rumors would really go wild.

Cheng Zhirang pursed his lips, "Then take care of yourself."

They would leave first, taking most of the fans and reporters with them, ensuring no one would disturb her.

Mu Qiu gently acknowledged, and they parted in the elevator.

They went straight to where the private jet was parked, while Mu Qiu tucked a plush monkey into her bag, briskly heading to the second floor for check-in.

She was heading back to Yun City.

Yun City is a very special place.

Unlike the hustle and bustle of Hai City, and not filled with skyscrapers, compared to other rapidly developing cities, it stood more as a representative of livable cities.

Housing areas that are uniformly planned, clean and tidy, with plenty of trees and lawns, surrounded by rolling high mountains, with vast skies and distant clouds, stepping into this place instantly calms the mind.

She had lived in Yun City for twenty years, growing up, going to school and holidays, shopping and playing, graduating, working, all in this city.

Last year, after graduation, she’d thought it through quite clearly, that she would stay in Yun City and go nowhere else; her job also had to be locally based in Yun City.

Unless some company was blind enough to offer her millions a year to recruit her, also providing food and accommodation.

Then she would be willing to give her best for the company.

Unfortunately, that didn’t happen, and her chosen career turned into a freelance one. So at that time, it was natural for her to stay in Yun City.

She thought she’d start another twenty-year Chapter here, but life’s turning points came quickly and sharply.

Out of the airport, Mu Qiu put on her mask and hoodie, standing on the plaza outside with her luggage.

She closed her eyes for a deep breath.

Back in a familiar place, even the air is familiar.

Looking out, no longer seeing strange buildings, with no need to feign calmness while following others to find a way out.

The feeling is similar to a high school student returning to their middle school, feeling like they’re a big shot again, satisfying.

Stepping out of the airport, Mu Qiu took a taxi back to her home.

It was a small apartment she spent a lot of time finding, not big, but it took a great deal of effort to decorate.

Now she could afford to buy it.

In the building located in the central position of the garden community, on the eighth floor, there was a familiar figure waiting at her apartment door.

The person leaned against the door, sipping milk tea, with their head down playing on the phone.

Not sure if she was chatting with some prince charming or browsing Su Yan’s news, but her smile was uncontrollable.

"Zhao Yu," she called out.

Zhao Yu’s head snapped up, eyes widened as she looked at her, neither drinking her milk tea nor playing on her phone, just watching her, lips trembling with emotion.

All emotions turned into a single address.

"Mom!"

"......"