8 – Thin Branches: Male Celebrities Still Need Practice
This scene was simply too impactful, leaving the entire livestream audience stunned.
[Bro, are you serious?]
[LMAO, instantly calling him “bro”—what kind of move is Bo Zhi pulling? Is she Popeye or something?]
She was clearly a stunningly beautiful woman, yet she was carrying a massive suitcase on her shoulder.
The netizens in the livestream who were originally ready to criticize her were instantly dying of laughter.
However, there were still some fans of other celebrities who continued to attack her.
[Just seeking attention, obviously doing it on purpose.]
[Don’t forget how shameless Bo the homewrecker is at chasing clout. She definitely planned this whole act. If she’s so capable, she should just walk up without striking a pose.]
But as soon as these words were posted, everyone saw Bo Zhi steadying the suitcase on her shoulder with one hand, lifting the hem of her skirt with the other, and walking up the gravel path in her stiletto heels.
The crisp, clear sound of her footsteps echoed brightly.
Once again, the livestream audience was shocked.
Well, she really did it.
Bo Zhi’s straightforward and unpretentious actions somehow won over quite a few casual viewers.
Soon after, Chen You appeared in the camera frame. He glanced at Bo Zhi and the suitcase on her shoulder with a complicated expression.
He stepped forward and offered, “Let me help you?”
Bo Zhi stopped in her tracks, her gaze falling on Chen You in front of her.
Once she recognized who he was, she narrowed her bright eyes dangerously, the corners of her peach blossom eyes slightly upturned, exuding a radiant and captivating charm.
Chen You’s heart inexplicably skipped a beat.
Bo Zhi sized up Chen You’s physique from head to toe and then asked, “Are you sure?”
In front of the camera, Chen You tried to appear reserved.
He nodded politely and said, “It’s only right.”
Bo Zhi’s eyes shifted slightly, and she curled her lips into a smile. “Alright, thank you then.”
As the two interacted, the goodwill the netizens had just felt toward Bo Zhi instantly plummeted into negative territory.
[See, I told you she was carrying that suitcase just to get Chen You’s attention. So annoying.]
[I said she was doing it on purpose. Isn’t Bo the homewrecker the best at throwing herself at others? She must be over the moon right now.]
[Look at that lovesick gaze of hers, checking Chen You out from head to toe. So disgusting.]
At the same time, Bo Zhi lifted the suitcase off her shoulder.
She kindly reminded him, “It’s a bit heavy, you know.”
Chen You watched as Bo Zhi approached, a smile on his face, feeling almost dizzy from the fragrance he caught a whiff of.
His heart raced wildly as he replied with a smile, “It’s fine, just put it down.”
He thought to himself, how heavy could a girl’s suitcase possibly be?
Besides, Bo Zhi had just been carrying it on her shoulder, so Chen You was brimming with confidence.
The next second, he felt what seemed like a thousand pounds crashing down onto his shoulder.
Then, a crisp “crack” echoed through the air.
Bo Zhi blinked in stunned silence, “…”
She immediately turned to look at the camera, innocently distancing herself from the situation. “It’s not my fault.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Chen You stagger a couple of steps before tumbling headfirst into the grass by the roadside.
For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.
The cameraman: “…”
The livestream audience: “…”
…
Zhu Luoling was the second female guest to arrive.
Dressed in a forest-style white dress and holding a small parasol, she gracefully stopped at the entrance of the cobblestone path, waiting for Chen You to come help her with her luggage.
But then came the awkward situation.
No one showed up.
The Director had originally planned to arrange a three-person helping scenario to stir up drama, but he never expected—
Chen You had been crushed by Bo Zhi’s suitcase.
Currently lying in the room like a third-degree invalid, he had no time to help Zhu Luoling with her luggage.
As for Bo Zhi.
While the staff were frantically carrying Chen You, she effortlessly pulled her suitcase out of the bushes and slung it back over her shoulder.
In an instant, the staff looked at her with much more respect.
Bo Zhi gave Chen You a look that spoke volumes, “Tsk~”
She said nothing, yet it felt like she had said everything.
“Male celebrities, still need to train.”
With that, she strode away confidently, carrying her suitcase.
Chen You nearly came back to life out of anger upon hearing this, “…”
Zhu Luoling, unable to wait for anyone, was so furious that her innocent, pure image almost cracked.
If she waited any longer, the audience would be watching a joke, so she had no choice but to drag her suitcase along the rugged gravel path herself.
To maintain her aesthetic as an atmosphere beauty, she had elegantly brought an umbrella when she arrived, making it even more inconvenient to pull her suitcase. She barely managed to finish the journey, ending up sweaty and disheveled.
[Is Zhu’s appearance… because her makeup came off? Why does she look so strange?]
[Exactly, not only did her expressions fail along the way, but her makeup-free face is also far from her edited photos.]
[In comparison, Bo Zhi’s appearance was rock-solid even while carrying her suitcase.]
The netizens’ comments immediately drew dissatisfaction from Zhu’s fans.
[Isn’t our Zhu pitiful enough? Do you have to bully her like this?]
[Yeah, I feel so sorry for her. It’s all because of Bo Zhi, otherwise Brother Chen You would definitely have helped Zhu.]
Netizens who were inexplicably accused of bullying Zhu Luoling: […You weren’t saying that when you were calling Bo Zhi clingy earlier [wry smile doge emoji]]
Zhu’s fans were truly a peculiar bunch.
They even started spamming the screen: [Brother Chen You is injured, fine, but isn’t Bo Zhi strong? Where did she run off to? Why didn’t she help Zhu?]
Bystanders: […You have more words, so you win.]
The director, as intended, cut to a shot of Bo Zhi, who was unpacking in her room.
The girls’ rooms were on the third floor, while the boys’ were on the second, all shared double rooms.
After Bo Zhi had mostly finished unpacking, she faintly heard movement at the door and glanced back.
Her easily startled nature nearly made her jump on the spot.
A woman in a white dress with a gloomy expression stood at the door, staring at her—quite eerie.
Zhu Luoling immediately put on a smile, “Hello, Miss Bo.”
Bo Zhi nodded, “Hello.”
Her response was neither warm nor cold.
Bo Zhi had never bothered with superficial pleasantries.
Zhu Luoling asked softly, “May I ask who helped you carry your suitcase upstairs?”
Bo Zhi replied, “Myself.”
Zhu Luoling’s eyes flickered. Her own suitcase had been left at the entrance after she dragged it in, and she was too exhausted from the journey to lift it to the third floor.
So she looked at Bo Zhi with a pitiful expression.
Her voice softened as she pleaded gently, “Could you help me, then? I really can’t lift it.”
She looked like a delicate, fragile flower that evoked sympathy.
This might work on men, but women could easily see through such tactics.
The live chat was watching the drama unfold.
[Zhu is really going all out. Given their relationship, she’s actually asking Bo Zhi to carry her luggage.]
[Will Bo Zhi agree? Under the live camera, refusing might not look good, right?]
[She’ll definitely help. Zhu already asked, unless Bo Zhi wants to be torn apart online.]
Even Bo Zhi’s anti-fans couldn’t sit still now.
[“If this dead girl dares to help that little white lotus, I’ll quit being a fan on the spot.”]
[“? Aren’t you just an anti-fan? What else can you quit to?”]
[“…I’ll go from black to pitch black, is that not allowed?”]
[“Impressive.”]
Everyone was waiting for Bo Zhi’s answer.
Bo Zhi watched Zhu Luoling with great interest, seemingly seeing right through her intentions.
The beauty in the navy blue slip dress leaned against the window, the hem of her skirt spilling over her fair calves like rippling seawater.
Zhu Luoling looked at her for a moment, then tucked her hair behind her ear.
She gave a light smile and asked, “Is that okay?”
Bo Zhi smiled back at her, her peach blossom eyes curving.
Her reply was, “No.”