19 – Dating Show Episode 1: Campus Encounter, Heart-fluttering First Love
Hearing this, Bo Zhi was practically covered in question marks.
“What nonsense are you talking?”
What did he mean by “love ’em and leave ’em”? Hadn’t she been quite “forthright” about taking responsibility after sleeping with him back then?
She glared at him with her beautiful big eyes.
Fu Jingyan asked, “No plans to take the money and run, leaving me behind?”
Bo Zhi: “…”
She continued to stare with her beautiful big eyes but said nothing.
She had nothing to say.
Why could this old fox always see right through her thoughts, leaving her speechless with just one sentence? How infuriating!
“Fiancée, you always have to show a bit of sincerity in everything.”
Fu Jingyan glanced at her leisurely. In the morning light, her delicate, jade-like face was exceptionally captivating, her angry expression lively and adorable, all puffed up.
For some reason, his heart softened inexplicably.
His clear, magnetic voice, tinged with a hint of moisture, carried a touch of nonchalance.
“Just coax me more.”
“Maybe someday when I’m in a good mood, I might reluctantly make an exception and let you sleep with me.”
“…”
Bo Zhi looked up in disbelief, hardly able to believe what she had just heard.
“Oh my.”
“Oh my, oh my.”
Bo Zhi covered her little head with her hands, utterly shocked, and quickly distanced herself from this narcissistic jerk.
As she walked away, she muttered, “Who wants to sleep with you? What a load of nonsense!”
In the garden, Fu Jingyan watched her stiff figure retreating with awkward steps and the faint blush on her delicate, pale earlobes.
He lowered his gaze, shook his head gently, and let out a soft, helpless yet amused chuckle.
His little troublemaker was adorably innocent.
…
After the guests finished breakfast, the production team arranged for them to get their makeup and styling done.
“Makeup and styling?” Ji Fanxing asked, somewhat surprised.
In the past, romance reality shows were conducted in a reality show format, with guests handling their own styling.
The Director nodded mysteriously. “Our romance reality show is different from ordinary ones. It’s a carefully prepared plus version.”
Having failed to terminate her contract, Bo Zhi stood to the side, arms crossed, feeling displeased.
She grumbled sarcastically, “I’m promax, then.”
“…”
The Director grabbed this little troublemaker and tossed her into the makeup room.
“Even if you look like an iPhone, you’re going in for styling!”
Spring Encounter is an innovative romance reality show. For each episode, makeup and styling are tailored to the designated “encounter sanctuary,” allowing the audience to immerse themselves in the sweetness.
The theme for the first episode had already been announced in the preview—
“Campus Encounter, First Love Heartthrob”
As soon as Bo Zhi stepped into the lounge, she saw the school uniforms prepared by the production team: blue and white color scheme, a snow-white short-sleeved T-shirt, and a sky-blue plaid skirt.
Very pure.
At least for Bo Zhi, it was too pure.
She had a striking, glamorous face with captivating peach-blossom eyes that seemed utterly mismatched with the school uniform.
The live chat felt the same way.
Especially when they saw Zhu Luoling, who had just finished her makeup and styling.
With her delicate, understated features, dark hair cascading over her shoulders, and a pure white jasmine flower tucked into her hair, she looked exceptionally pure and lovely.
Zhu Luoling had skyrocketed to fame with a campus drama, and her role as the campus belle left a deep impression. Now, with a nearly identical look, it instantly sparked a wave of nostalgia.
[OMG, isn’t this Lin Mo herself? My white moonlight campus belle!]
[Zhu Zhu is so beautiful! Calling her the national campus belle, Zhu Luoling, is totally fitting, right?]
[Absolutely fitting! The title of national campus belle definitely belongs to our Zhu Zhu! Could it possibly be someone else’s?]
The implication of “someone else” was crystal clear.
Bo Zhi’s little anti-fan elegantly typed out a question mark.
Zhu Luoling’s fans in the comment section had been holding back their anger for days, finally seizing the opportunity to mock.
【Isn’t that the case? Or do some hater fans want to slap the title of campus belle on their idol’s overly gaudy, fox-like face?】
【Campus belle? More like a campus joke.】
【Curious about Bo Zhi’s makeup and styling, it must be a complete mess, right?】
Bo Zhi was indeed beautiful.
And it was the kind of beauty that left anyone who saw her stunned.
But it was undeniable that if she were to switch to a pure and innocent style, she would indeed fall short compared to Zhu Luoling.
Zhu Luoling had also thought of this, so her mood was surprisingly good.
Just then, the door to the live broadcast room opened, and Bo Zhi herself walked in.
The live camera immediately zoomed in on her—
The girl in the frame walked in with an air of boredom, her white T-shirt tucked in at the waist, her long legs pale as frost and jade, a water-red lip holding a green leaf, her eyes lazy and scattered, yet exuding an aura of wild arrogance.
She casually kicked a chair blocking her way.
The comments exploded instantly.
【Holy shit, holy shit! So cool! This is the classic delinquent girl who only sleeps in class and does poorly in school!】
【Who understands? I’m totally into the rebellious girl type!!】
【Forget being a campus belle, Sister Zhi is clearly in the bad student category, hahaha.】
【Our Sister Zhi is the school bully who can turn certain people into jokes.】
Zhu Luoling had no choice but to take Bo Zhi seriously.
This D-list celebrity sure knew how to grab attention, even tucking in her school uniform.
Revealing that slender, pale, and eye-catching waist, it was clearly much more attention-grabbing than her.
Zhu Luoling chuckled lightly, glancing pointedly at Bo Zhi’s waist as if concerned, and asked, “Zhizhi, aren’t you cold?”
Bo Zhi lazily replied with the leaf still in her mouth, “Not cold.”
It was a completely dismissive answer, but Zhu Luoling had no choice but to push on with her concern.
“You should still be careful not to catch a cold.”
Bo Zhi frowned slightly, growing annoyed.
She raised an eyebrow and asked, “Are you cold?”
Zhu Luoling’s eyes shifted slightly as she smiled and nodded. “I think the wind is strong, so it’s a bit cold.”
Bo Zhi tilted her chin slightly and said, “Then go to the corner. It’s ninety degrees there.”
Zhu Luoling: “…”
Comments: “…”
【Hahaha, damn, what kind of lame joke is this? I’m dying of laughter.】
【What the hell, ninety degrees in the corner? Little Spitter Bo’s mouth truly lives up to its reputation, hahaha.】
【Bo Zhi is so ungrateful. Zhu Zhu, don’t bother with her anymore. Why care about her?】
Zhu Luoling was left speechless by the retort, but she still couldn’t help feeling displeased as she looked at that delicate, slender, pale waist.
Before she could figure out how to respond, someone else spoke first.
“Bo Zhizhi.”
A clear, cold voice tinged with displeasure spoke up, as if scolding a child.
“Pull your clothes down.”
As the firm words fell, the room fell into an eerie silence.
The voice arrived before the person.
Anyone could tell whose voice it was.
Bo Zhi frowned and looked toward the door. A tall, slender, and cold figure stood in the light and shadow, his school uniform shirt buttoned up to the top, his features sharp and clear, strict and aloof.
If not for the silver-blue hair, he would have looked exactly like a disciplinary committee member straight out of a school campus.
Bo Zhi was utterly annoyed by him. “None of your business.”
The stingy guy who wouldn’t even give her a dime.
Fu Jingyan strode over with his long legs, his gaze sweeping over her slender waist from above.
In front of everyone, he couldn’t just grab this little troublemaker and scold her.
Fu Jingyan sighed helplessly, lowering his gaze as he took off his school uniform jacket and tossed it into her arms, his voice cool as he uttered two words.
“Put it on.”