I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!-Chapter 272: Qiu Shuang

At the end of the meal, Zhao Yu suggested going out for some shopping.

Mu Qiu originally didn’t really want to go.

Firstly, she had gotten used to staying in her room not going out for the past six months; secondly, she feared being photographed by some obsessive reporters or paparazzi.

Even though she’s just an ordinary person with nothing worth photographing, she was recently linked with the name Cheng Zhirang, so people are bound to keep an eye on her. It’s better to be cautious.

But then again, if those people photograph her, it’s not her fault. She’s just an ordinary person, and wanting to shop, dine, and travel are all legitimate rights.

Moreover, even if she gets caught photographed while in Yun City and it’s posted online, it would only add evidence that she and Cheng Zhirang were not together.

So she went to a nearby mall with Zhao Yu.

After visiting a few stores, their hands were full of shopping bags.

Zhao Yu sat in the customer rest area on the fifth floor, leaning on the circular glass railing, watching the hustle and bustle below. Mu Qiu was still browsing clothes and casually asked, "What are you looking at?"

Zhao Yu pointed below and said, "There’s a skincare brand doing an event down there, and their spokesperson has quite a lot of fans."

"Yeah, they do, quite loud too. Is the spokesperson handsome?"

"Pretty handsome, oh, looks kind of familiar. Wasn’t he on your show?"

"Hmm?"

Mu Qiu turned around, put down the clothes, and walked over to take a look.

"He does look familiar. I remember him; he played Brother Cheng’s character in the first episode of that show."

She remembered his name was quite special too; it was Qiu Shuang. According to Guan Yu, his fans call themselves Antiperspirant Fans, and he previously worked with Shu Ran.

Shufu Jia and Antiperspirant Fans — those fan names are really something else.

"You have quite a memory," Zhao Yu turned to look at her. "You remember all the handsome ones clearly. The trending topic about you asking for the period drama guy’s contact info is still fading."

"No need for everyone to pay so much attention to me... Did anyone find that guy’s contact info in the comment section?"

Zhao Yu rolled her eyes at her.

"To protect our country’s flowers, everyone unanimously decided not to publicize that guy’s contact info, lest you see it."

Mu Qiu: "... As if you guys even know it."

She glanced down again; there was a temporary stage set up on the first floor. Qiu Shuang sat on a tall stool, smiling broadly, speaking to the fans below.

The fans nearly filled the entire hall, with waves of screams one after another. In the front rows were reporters and photographers, and the sound of camera shutters kept clicking away.

It seemed he was a bit famous; it’s possible he could become more popular later.

But none of this really concerned her. She just took a couple of glances, bought her clothes, and dragged Zhao Yu away.

She never expected this incident to indirectly lead her to someone she wanted to see.

Anyway.

On the first night back in Yun City, Mu Qiu did something unprecedented: she updated her novel with the only Chapter she had written in two months.

It wasn’t that highly-anticipated showbiz novel; it was an extra Chapter from a previous romance novel.

Moreover, she felt inspired and wrote the entire outline for a new book, the sound of her typing continued late into the night, until ten o’clock.

The quiet night is the easiest time to be inspired and also the easiest time to write something in one go.

Mu Qiu stopped typing, wrapped in a thin scarf as a blanket. She sat curled up in a recliner, turning her head to gaze out the window.

All she could see were the blurry silhouettes of trees, aside from that, just the room lights and her own face.

This reminded her of more than a month ago. Back then, every night was filled with anxiety.

The pressure of writing, the struggle with writer’s block, her parents’ reproach and the uncertain future made her fear the nights because they signified the end of another day.

The sun rises and sets, day after day ended, and she would sit in the same spot writing almost the same words every day, confused and exhausted.

Back then, she didn’t even know who Cheng Zhirang was. Her understanding of the entertainment industry mostly came from a few celebrities often seen on variety shows, including Su Yan.

She never thought that one day, hope would fall upon her at the end of piling disappointments.

Going to another place, meeting different people, and gaining more rewards made all her previous confusion and struggles meaningless in an instant.

Perhaps life is like this, always giving you the unexpected, be it difficulties or hope.

While she was staring at herself in the window glass, lost in thought, Cheng Zhirang called.

Mu Qiu slid off the recliner to fetch her phone from the bed’s foot, putting it on speaker.

"Hello? Brother Cheng."

Cheng Zhirang’s uniquely gentle voice filled the room.

"Am I disturbing you?"

"No, I just... finished work."

Typing is her job, after all.

"Hmm, I just finished work too," his voice was warm, speaking with calmness and precision, making it pleasant to listen to, "calling to..."

Mu Qiu was listening when his voice suddenly lowered, saying something she didn’t catch, prompting her to ask, "What?"

Cheng Zhirang covered the phone’s speaker, told the staff who bumped into him to be careful, helped pick up some documents, then continued speaking to her from a quieter spot.

"Sorry, someone bumped into me; I was talking to them."

"It’s okay," Mu Qiu found his politeness amusing, "so what were you saying just now?"

"I called to ask if you arrived home safely today?"

She answered earnestly, "Yes, everything was fine. I didn’t encounter any suspicious reporters, paparazzi, or your fans on the way; I got home safely."

"Still living alone?"

"Yes."

"Be sure to..."

"Be safe, I know."

As soon as he said it, Mu Qiu interjected to repeat it.

Cheng Zhirang paused, and they both laughed.

"When will you come back? I have a gift prepared for you."

"Huh?" Mu Qiu widened her eyes, nestled at the foot of the bed, picking at the sheets, her interest piqued instantly, "What gift?"

Who wouldn’t love receiving gifts, especially gifts from him? The anticipation of a surprise is always a wonderful feeling.

Cheng Zhirang asked, "You want to know now?"

"I want to know now."

Almost anything she said, Cheng Zhirang never refused, responding with an okay.

"Didn’t you say on the show yesterday that you wanted an electronic display?"

"!! Really?!"

She was genuinely fond of that system-like electronic display they mentioned in the show yesterday; she really wanted to take it away.

Her voice was filled with delight, and Cheng Zhirang chuckled gently, tenderly saying, "Of course. It’s already packed and sent to the house at Yishan, and you can use it once you return."

"Thank you, Brother Cheng! What a huge surprise!"

"No need to thank me, it’s what I should do."

What a boyfriend should do.

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Aaaa, I got so excited writing this!

Mu Qiu loves how he can surprise her, and Brother Cheng loves her unreserved praise and constant rationality.

Giving surprises is all about making the other person feel surprised and happy, and Mu Qiu always expresses this clearly, making them a perfect match!

Stamp "Perfect Match" on their faces!