I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!-Chapter 278: Of Course I’m the Patriarch!

A good night’s sleep.

This year’s television festival kicked off in Yun City, which was quite a grand event for fans in the city.

At such events, fans and reporters usually flock to Yun City the day before. On the actual day, the crowd is usually not as large as the day before.

But this time was an exception.

Qiu Shuang, who was supposed to attend the television festival, fell from a high platform and got injured, so the organizers and Qiu Shuang’s company urgently notified Cheng Zhirang to fill in.

It was Cheng Zhirang, after all!

Fans of Cheng Zhi, upon suddenly receiving the news, rushed crazily to Yun City.

Those who were already in Yun City were even more frantic, heading to the event venue early in the morning with cameras, phones, and support materials to wait outside.

Mu Qiu also started waiting early in the morning.

The tablet usually used for browsing news and gossip during breakfast was on the table, broadcasting the television festival’s red carpet live.

From lazily staying in bed to getting up, washing, making breakfast, and eating, the background sound shifted from the usual soft music to the host calling out each person’s name.

When Cheng Zhirang’s name was called, the sound of camera shutters and screams suddenly intensified.

Mu Qiu, holding the freshly made sandwich, exclaimed and hurriedly ran to the living room, sitting at the table and staring intently at the person on the screen.

The red carpet was extended long, and Cheng Zhirang walked from the very front, dressed in a perfectly fitting pure black suit, making him appear tall and handsome.

Although it was a pure black suit, it had some subtle designs; the shirt’s collar had golden metal triangular stands at the two corners.

The jacket wasn’t a formal work attire but more like a trench coat with double-breasted buttons, and the buttons seemed to have ink wash patterns.

The entire outfit, paired with his height and physique, topped with his face, made him so handsome that fans on-site lost all reason.

The screams were so loud that she couldn’t hear what the host on the live broadcast was saying.

But there wasn’t much to listen to anyway. Mu Qiu watched the man on the screen getting closer and closer, not even glancing at the plate, grabbing a piece of sandwich and taking a bite.

Speaking of Cheng Zhirang being a gentleman, he truly was.

He slightly bent over to let the female guests walk ahead first, considering that they might need more solo photo exposure, he followed leisurely from behind, getting further away.

Say he wasn’t a gentleman, there were female guests in front and behind, and when they reached the photo area, he stood outside the hem of their dress for the group photo without helping them lift their skirts or standing closer.

Moderately gentlemanly, truly befitting a thirty-year-old man, mastering the balance perfectly.

Cheng Zhirang lingered a bit longer on the red carpet than others, mainly because the host and photographers were all focused on him.

Clearly, he hadn’t had any new dramas aired recently, yet the host kept him around, having him stand in the interview area for a few questions.

Wherever he stood, all cameras pointed there, the following female guests dressed glamorously, yet couldn’t steal much attention from him.

The beauty’s face almost turned green with irritation.

Mu Qiu watched while eating, seeing him take the microphone, she turned the tablet volume to maximum.

His voice flowed through the chaotic noise, adding an extra layer of joy to the sunlit room.

Both hosts focused on him, raising the microphones to his mouth.

"Brother Cheng, we didn’t expect you to come today. You rarely attend these events, right?"

"Yes, I rarely attend events now."

"So why did you decide to participate in our television festival this time?"

Mu Qiu, seeing this, took a sip of water and mentally answered for him: Because your boss asked me to fill in.

Of course, Cheng Zhirang wouldn’t answer that way. He simply said, "Because the organizers and directors invited me, saying there are many excellent actors and works this time."

Host: "We’re looking forward to your work this year too. Can you give us a hint?"

Cheng Zhirang shook his head, "The projects to be filmed this year haven’t been decided yet. But some works are scheduled to be released, probably around National Day."

Usually, three questions are about it, but then Host Mao asked another question, keeping him on the red carpet for several more minutes.

"Everyone knows that Brother Cheng took on a variety show this year. I follow it every week too, and it’s really great.

So Brother Cheng, what made you decide to join a variety show?"

Mentioning the variety show, some fans of the show and a few new fans of the Six-member Group got excited.

They started shouting towards the front, "Destiny brought you together!"

"Brother Cheng! The Six-member Group is better with you!"

"You should debut, bro!"

"A different Six-member Group!!!"

The reporters, photographers, and hosts all laughed, as Cheng Zhirang’s semi-permanent smile returned to the stage, gently smiling at the fans behind.

"Thank you for liking us."

"Actually, I joined the variety show because the director happened to find me, saying it’s about experiencing performance in playfulness. I found it intriguing, so I went."

Host: "We just heard fans mention the Six-member Group. If you were to form a group of six, Brother Cheng, what role do you think you’d assume?"

Cheng Zhirang thought for a moment, but before he could speak, fans behind him loudly answered for him.

"The appearance representative!"

"The mature and rational representative!"

"Definitely the leader!"

One fan, with a particularly loud voice, like carrying a small speaker, "Of course, the head of the family!!!"

"..."

The crowd burst into laughter.

Cheng Zhirang helplessly accepted the title, glancing at the camera with a closed-eye smile, then opening them to gently gaze straight at the camera with his beautiful Lian Yan-like eyes.

"I’ll have to ask if the other five agree first."

Mu Qiu watched him through the screen, almost as if they were gazing at each other through glass, reaching out to touch each other with just a stretch.

She couldn’t help but do something silly, smiling back at him through the screen.

In the live broadcast, the host finally finished the questions, letting Cheng Zhirang leave.

There wasn’t much to see after that, so Mu Qiu turned off the live broadcast, placed the plate free of oil in the kitchen, and went to the bedroom.

She opened the window, sitting under the bay window.

There was a small desk placed there, and she sat cross-legged on the soft cushion, opening her inspiration notebook.

The light was bright but not glaring, and looking out, it was spacious outside, without many high buildings blocking the view.

Today was her first day of accumulating words for a new book.

The initial plan was for a tragedy novel.

Because life is mostly filled with discontent. Time passes and youth fades, with familial, friendly, and romantic relationships in all their reality.

After writing a lot of light-hearted works, it’s necessary to use some painful words to express real emotions.

The phone was placed behind her, convenient for Cheng Zhirang or Zhao Yu to contact her.

Meanwhile, at the Yun City television festival venue.

Having just walked the red carpet and seated inside waiting for the festival to begin, Cheng Zhirang was rubbing the edge of his phone, contemplating whether to call Mu Qiu.

She had said she would watch the live broadcast and mentioned when they exchanged morning greetings that she’d do her own things after the broadcast ended.

He wanted to confirm with her but also didn’t want to disturb her.

At this moment, he didn’t yet know how much hardship Mu Qiu, starting a new book, would bring him.