Volume 1 Chapter 25: Is She Out of Her Mind?!
Xiao Nan led Song Jingmian around to introduce her to everyone, like a parent proudly showing off their adorable, well-behaved child in front of relatives.
When they reached Pucheng, the young man with fiery red hair suddenly grew a bit shy. After greeting her, he cautiously looked at her.
“Sister Jingmian, I grew up watching your movies,” he said, then flashed a silly grin, sheepishly scratching his slightly reddened ear.
Song Jingmian: “…”
She couldn’t help but twitch the corner of her mouth. “I’m twenty-one this year.”
If she remembered correctly before coming here, this idol Pucheng was only twenty years old—meaning he was actually a year younger than her.
So how could he say he grew up watching her movies?!
The barrage of comments erupted with laughter again.
【HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA】
【Little Pu, what good does it do you to make me laugh to death HAHAHAHAHA I can’t stop HAHAHAHAHA!】
Hearing Song Jingmian’s words, his face turned even redder.
After a moment, realizing something, he suddenly grew nervous and said, “No, listen to my excuse… uh, I mean explanation…”
“I’m not saying you’re old, I just meant I watched the movies you acted in when I was little…”
The more he spoke, the more awkward it became, and he grew even more nervous, stammering, “Oh no, that’s not it either, anyway, that’s not what I meant.”
He quickly waved his hands to clarify. “I just watched that movie you were in when I was in my teens, and I really loved the character you played!”
Whew.
He let out a sigh of relief.
Finally explained clearly.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter.
“HAHAHAHAHA.”
Xiao Nan was the first to react, laughing so hard tears nearly came out. “Little Pu… I thought you were talking about me at first and was about to take it personally, but then I realized it wasn’t me HAHAHAHAHA.”
“Who talks to their idol like that HAHAHAHAHA.”
The barrage was also going wild.
【That’s literally me! Exactly how I was when I first met my idol!】
【Manners: Do you have them, Song Jingmian?】
【Pucheng: Sorry, first time meeting my idol, not quite familiar with the routine, please bear with me.】
Cheng Ju, who had been watching their banter from the side, now had a smile in his eyes as well. Song Jingmian and he exchanged greetings, nodding to each other.
Next to arrive, fashionably late, was Song Mingyan. She wore a pink dress, her face slightly chubby with baby fat, but surprisingly cute, with bangs that swayed gently in the breeze.
“Hello everyone, I’m Song Mingyan.”
She smiled playfully. Song Jingmian tilted her head to look—indeed, a very lovely girl.
Everyone introduced themselves, cracked a few appropriate jokes to lighten the mood, and soon got serious. Pucheng asked, puzzled, “Where’s the other guest?!”
Almost everyone had arrived, and the remaining one was self-explanatory, but for the sake of the show, everyone pretended not to know.
As soon as he finished speaking, a sweet voice rang out.
“Sorry to keep you all waiting.”
Bai Sisi wore her signature smile, looking apologetically at everyone.
Her dress was quite long, and she lifted it slightly while climbing the stairs. Upon seeing them, she let it down and walked slowly to the center of the group.
Afterwards, she greeted each of them affectionately, as if they had known each other for a long time.
[Ahhh, it’s Sisi! She’s finally here!!]
[White Swans, raise your little paws if you’re here!!]
White Swans was the name of Bai Sisi’s fans. When Song Jingmian first learned about it, she sneered, thinking, “White Swans? Might as well call them White Lotuses.”
[Sisi is so soft and adorable, truly the group’s favorite—she knows everyone!]
She had already greeted the two award-winning actors beforehand. Although they hadn’t worked together before, they were all from the same company, so they were still acquainted.
Next, she walked up to Cheng Ju, smiling and waving at him. “Cheng Ju, long time no see!”
Cheng Ju merely glanced at her, giving a lukewarm nod as he replied, “Yeah.”
Her enthusiasm was met with Cheng Ju’s overly indifferent reaction, making it seem as though they didn’t know each other at all. In reality, the drama they had recently collaborated on, “Gathering,” had just finished airing, and fans were still shipping their characters as a couple.
However, his reaction left many of Bai Sisi’s fans dissatisfied.
[Why is Cheng Ju so cold? Sisi was being so proactive!]
[Yeah, they’ve worked together before. How come it’s like they don’t even know each other now that the drama’s over?]
[I don’t get what’s so great about Cheng Ju’s deadpan face anyway.]
Although Cheng Ju was a man of few words, his face was exquisitely handsome—sharp and defined, with a high nose bridge and piercing, intense eyes. Combined with his tendency not to smile often, he kept fans constantly captivated.
As soon as Bai Sisi’s fans made those comments, they immediately ignited the anger of Cheng Ju’s fans.
Their idol was a talented actor, not someone who neglected honing their craft, spent all day chasing clout, or stirred up drama for attention like her.
Besides, their fanbase’s fighting power was nothing to scoff at.
[Excuse me??? Maybe certain fans should go rewatch their idol’s cringe-worthy acting skills before talking. Deadpan face? How about checking out your own sister’s lifeless fish eyes when she acts first? [Smile]]
[Isn’t she embarrassed? It’s obvious he doesn’t want anything to do with her, yet she keeps pushing herself on him. If you’re sick, go get treated and stop harming society.]
A brief storm of drama erupted, but fortunately, Bai Sisi knew this was a show, not her personal acting showcase, so she toned it down a bit.
Turning around, she walked up to Pucheng and greeted him with a smile as well. Since it was their first meeting, and Pucheng’s brain was a bit slow on the uptake, he naturally chatted with her cheerfully.
Finally, she made her way to Song Jingmian. She seemed even more excited now, smiling as she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Song Jingmian’s neck, pressing herself against her.
Even though Song Jingmian had mentally prepared herself, she couldn’t help but laugh in exasperation at this ridiculous display.
Her mind was flashing with bold, furious thoughts as she resisted the urge to push her away, gritting her teeth inwardly.
Is she out of her mind?!
Who the hell wants to pretend to be besties with her?
“Hello, Sister Song!”
As soon as her sweet voice rang out, everyone was stunned.
“Oh, so you two beauties know each other?”
The one who spoke was Pucheng, whose brain was clearly missing a few screws. He looked at the two of them hugging and chuckled.
Then, with pure innocence, he added, “You two seem really close!”
Song Jingmian: “…”
She held back, thinking that this guy wasn’t just missing one screw—he was missing two hundred and fifty of them.
Her eyesight must be failing—which eye saw them getting along well? Clearly, it was this white lotus shamelessly clinging to her.
She finally understood why in novels, when women threw themselves at those domineering CEOs, the CEOs would feel extreme disgust and disdain, telling them to get lost.
Now she seemed to have experienced that feeling herself, immediately wanting this white lotus to scram.
Of course, these were just her inner thoughts, and she wouldn’t dare say them out loud. Moreover, given the current situation, she wasn’t foolish enough to openly break ties with her.
“Sister Song, it’s been so long since we last met!”
Song Jingmian chuckled inwardly.
It’s been a while since you last showed your shamelessness, and now you’re rushing to do it again.
Playing dumb? Who can’t do that?
Heh, take the green tea’s path and leave her with nowhere to go.
Then she also curved her eyebrows, smiling brightly, deliberately emphasizing a certain word: “Yes, it’s been a long time since you last saw (shamelessly clung to) me.”