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Jiang Li had ordered the cake a day in advance, and it had been delivered to the house before Cheng Duzhou even arrived.

She had purposely kept it a secret from them to give Duan Xingye a surprise.

Before Cheng Duzhou and Duan Xingye had returned, the three large vans carrying the production crew had already arrived.

Hearing the housekeeper’s tip-off that the couple had entered the courtyard, Jiang Li hurriedly ushered everyone into the kitchen.

To prevent a crowded kitchen from drawing attention, they asked the staff to endure hiding behind the counters for a bit.

Their plan was layered.

Once Cheng Duzhou and Duan Xingye sat down at the dining table, the two married couples would be the first to walk out holding the cake. This was the first wave of blessings.

Then, the entire staff would emerge clapping, offering a second, even more enthusiastic wave of blessings.

Even someone as composed as Teacher Duan would surely be moved to the point of covering his face with his hands by then.

Everything was ready.

Footsteps approached from outside.

Hiding in the darkness, the couples trembled with excitement, highly anticipating Duan Xingye’s reaction upon seeing them.

Suddenly, Duan Xingye stopped at the kitchen doorway.

The four of them were thoroughly spooked, but Duan Xingye did not look inside the kitchen, making the situation even more nerve-wracking.

Jiang Li took her first stealthy step forward.

“Come here.”

Duan Xingye hooked his finger in a certain direction.

Jiang Li’s figure froze in the dark.

Cheng Duzhou then appeared at the kitchen doorway as well.

After that, the couple seemed glued together, leaning in extremely close, chatting face-to-face.

A layer of hot sweat broke out on Jiang Li’s forehead. It was definitely not the right time to step forward and interrupt, but if she didn’t interrupt, she felt like they were going to do something outrageous.

Sure enough.

They kissed.

“…………”

Jiang Li’s entire body went rigid, and she could feel the same stiffness from the three people beside her.

They did not dare to move, desperately trying to shrink back into the shadows.

As much as they had hoped the couple would discover them earlier, they were now equally terrified that the two might suddenly look their way.

As luck would have it, a ringtone loud enough to blow the lid off a coffin went off right at that moment.

The kitchen lights flared on. The moment the two parties came face-to-face, it was hard to say who was more embarrassed.

If that was still somewhat manageable, the situation became completely unsalvageable when the entire staff stood up one after another.

Cheng Duzhou’s facial expression management failed completely.

Duan Xingye covered his face with both hands.

To Jiang Li, this was supposed to be a gesture masking tears of joyful surprise, but right now, it radiated a profound sense of utter powerlessness.

Sigh…

Sorry, Teacher Duan.

…

Jiang Li cut and distributed the cake to the staff before returning to the dining room to eat with the others.

They had a son, but since the couple had to livestream every Friday night and were away on weekends, they simply had him stay at a relative’s house after school.

At the dinner table, Xiao Jiahui raised his glass and said: “It’s rare we have the free time to dine together. Let’s have a toast first, and simultaneously congratulate Teacher Duan on winning the title of Most Popular Mentor on the premiere of Singer-Songwriter!”

The web variety platform featured a “Heartbeat Wall” where netizens could light up hearts for their favorite mentors and contestants while watching. At the end of the newly aired first episode, the production team announced the results, and Duan Xingye had received the highest Heartbeat Index.

Although his performance on the music show was not particularly entertainment-oriented, his rigorous approach and undeniable talent had conquered the audience all the same.

Responding to Xiao Jiahui’s toast, Duan Xingye said: “Thank you.”

Everyone raised their glasses together, tacitly glossing over the incident in the kitchen just now.

This was Duan Xingye’s first time accompanying Cheng Duzhou to a friends’ gathering. He had found it bothersome before coming, but now that they were actually sitting at the table, nobody excessively gossiped about his relationship with Cheng Duzhou. Because of this, they didn’t need to put on an act. They ate normally, and the atmosphere was very relaxed.

Cheng Duzhou reached out and asked for his bowl. Duan Xingye merely leaned back slightly, moving away from the table, and Cheng Duzhou picked up his bowl to serve him some soup.

Seeing such natural interactions between the couple, Jiang Li started complaining about Xiao Jiahui again: “Learn from him! Learn from him! Spare a little thought for me when we eat. Look at how President Cheng spoils Teacher Duan. I noticed it during the outdoor hotpot last time too, he was constantly putting food in Teacher Duan’s bowl.”

Hearing Jiang Li say “spoils,” Duan Xingye felt there was a misunderstanding. He took the bowl of soup and said dismissively: “We grew up together, he’s been like this since we were kids.”

The two of them had learned to use chopsticks when they were five.

Duan Xingye was lazy and had nannies chasing after him to feed him, so he didn’t practice diligently.

Cheng Duzhou wasn’t used to holding chopsticks at first either, but he had already insisted on not using a spoon during meals.

Later, when the two kids ate at the same table, Duan Xingye refused to be outdone by Cheng Duzhou and picked up chopsticks too. But after trying for ages to pick up shredded potatoes and failing, he was so angry he wanted to scream.

Cheng Duzhou picked up a pinch of shredded potatoes and, using a very awkward grip, slowly delivered them to Duan Xingye’s bowl.

But once the shredded potatoes were in the bowl, they were still shredded potatoes, and Duan Xingye still couldn’t pick them up.

So Cheng Duzhou picked up another pinch, and this time, delivered it straight to Duan Xingye’s mouth.

Duan Xingye tilted his face up and leaned in with his small mouth to eat it.

A whole table of adults was amused by the interaction between the two children.

Eventually, Duan Xingye also learned how to use chopsticks, though he wasn’t proficient. Cheng Duzhou would always ask him what he wanted to eat and then place it in his bowl. Over time, habit became second nature.

Wu Enqi let out a “Wow~,” her expression turning somewhat dreamy: “So President Cheng has been raising Teacher Duan like a wife since childhood.”

Duan Xingye absolutely did not mean that: “…”

Hearing this, Cheng Duzhou spaced out for a moment, beginning to doubt himself.

Had he?

Once the lavish dinner concluded, the production crew’s cameras were set up.

The three pairs of guests returned to their respective rooms.

As soon as the Lu Ye Shu Huai livestream opened, viewers noticed the background was not their own home.

“They’re dining at Jiang Li’s place.” “A three-family crossover! Ecstatic!” “You two are dropping sugar all the way onto Singer-Songwriter.” “Just finished watching the Singer-Songwriter replay, Teacher Duan looked so handsome!” “A comparison chart of Wang Shixi’s lyrics is trending online, solid proof of plagiarism. Will he withdraw from the competition?”

“For matters regarding Singer-Songwriter, wait for official announcements, don’t ask me.” Duan Xingye glanced at the bullet comments and said calmly, “Don’t cross channels, this is Companionship Along the Way.”

The comments flooded with pages of “666,” and irrelevant content ceased completely.

Cheng Duzhou received the task card from the production crew and handed it to Duan Xingye.

Duan Xingye unfolded it and read: “Tomorrow, we will head to Shen City to experience the charm of this international metropolis. The first stop is an anime convention, where a chase game between the audience and the guests will unfold.”

The bullet comments spat out several question marks: Audience and guests?

Duan Xingye continued reading: “Dozens of task points have been set up in the mall hosting the anime convention. Guest couples will select different costume themes, disguise themselves, find the task points, and take check-in photos. During this process, you must ensure you are not caught by the livestream cameras, meaning you must not be identified by the audience. If recognized, you will be required to perform a dance in the livestream. Finally, rooms will be allocated based on how quickly the guest couples are recognized.”

The bullet comments rolled rapidly.

“So that means we have to find President Cheng and Teacher Duan among a crowd of people tomorrow.” “Exciting! I really want to know how they’ll dress up!” “This is kind of fun, will they tell us the costume themes?” “I want to see President Cheng and Teacher Duan dance!”

The production crew did not provide further explanations, likely planning to detail the rules to the audience tomorrow.

As usual, the envelope contained photos of the four houses they would check into tomorrow, the living conditions decreasing sequentially to spark the guests’ competitive spirit.

Duan Xingye looked at the pictures while sharing them with the livestream.

The first was a luxury suite in a five-star hotel.

The second visibly dropped to a three-star standard, a standard twin room with a carpet that looked like it hadn’t been washed since opening day.

Duan Xingye didn’t even bother looking at the rest.

Bullet comments:

“Hahaha Teacher Duan only fights for first place.” “President Cheng must cooperate, otherwise domestic discipline awaits.” “You might not get first place this time, because your opponents are the entire livestream audience!”

Sure enough, Duan Xingye began strategizing with Cheng Duzhou: “The key is to disguise ourselves so people can’t recognize us.”

The longer they delayed being found, the more advantageous the outcome.

Duan Xingye asked, “Can you do it?”

Cheng Duzhou replied, “I’m a chameleon actor, what about you?”

The Best Actor was handsome, but his professional skills were solid, allowing him to embody any role.

Duan Xingye met his gaze for a moment and sighed: “There really aren’t many people as good-looking as me, my recognizability is too high.”

Cheng Duzhou: “…You’re basically saying we’re doomed.”

The chat roared with laughter: Teacher Duan is one of the rare beauties who actually knows he looks incredibly good!

Right at that moment.

A staff member’s voice came through the walkie-talkie: “Will the teachers please gather downstairs, the beauty and makeup class is about to begin.”

The production crew had thoughtfully arranged a makeup class, definitely to prepare the guests for their disguises tomorrow.

However, this also indicated that everyone would have to complete the process themselves tomorrow without the help of makeup artists.

Everyone gathered in the living room downstairs.

Looking at the eager expressions on the other two couples’ faces, it was clear everyone understood the rules of the chase.

They took their seats on the floor in front of the sofa, where three complete sets of makeup tools had already been laid out on the coffee table.

A poised instructor stood at the front, demonstrating the steps for a basic makeup look. From the technique of blending foundation to the skill of smudging eyeshadow, she explained every meticulous detail thoroughly.

The majority of the girls in the livestream: All solid tips, taking notes frantically!

Jiang Li and Wu Enqi knew how to do makeup, so it was effortless for them.

Among the remaining men, Cheng Duzhou and Duan Xingye had both had makeup done on them before. While they couldn’t be called proficient, they could at least recognize basic cosmetics. Xiao Jiahui and Wu Hao, on the other hand, struggled noticeably.

After the instructor finished her explanation, she exited.

A staff member spoke from off-camera: “Next, please have husbands and wives, or husbands and husbands, do a complete makeup look for each other. Each round has a ten-minute time limit. The couple with the highest combined score will get priority in drawing their costume theme.”

Duan Xingye and Cheng Duzhou negotiated: “I’ll do yours first.”

Cheng Duzhou felt either way was fine, only saying: “Don’t make it look too feminine.”

Sitting face-to-face with him, Duan Xingye shook the tube of liquid foundation in his hand: “I’m warning you with the exact same words.”

Cheng Duzhou muttered, “I wasn’t warning you…”

Duan Xingye said, “I am warning you.”

“…”

The digital clock on the coffee table started its countdown.

Duan Xingye had only ever received makeup from professionals; he had never applied it himself, let alone on someone else, so his technique was very clumsy.

He mixed the liquid foundation to a shade similar to Cheng Duzhou’s skin tone and patted it across his face. By the time he was done, Jiang Li next to them had almost finished grooming Xiao Jiahui’s eyebrows.

But Cheng Duzhou’s eyebrows were naturally well-shaped and needed no modification. Duan Xingye only traced them symbolically.

Every cosmetic product counted towards the score, so even redundant actions had to be performed.

Duan Xingye’s movements weren’t fast, but his hands were steady. Following the steps, a problem arose when it was time to apply mascara.

Even when filming movies on set, Cheng Duzhou had never used mascara, so he was very sensitive. Before the wand even touched his lashes, he blinked, and when it actually touched, he blinked even faster. As Duan Xingye leaned in closer, he couldn’t help but dodge backward.

“What are you doing!” Duan Xingye grew annoyed. He rose to his knees, straddled Cheng Duzhou, and pinned him down in front of the sofa.

Unable to move, Cheng Duzhou’s hands hovered in the air for a moment before dropping down to grip Duan Xingye’s waist.

The livestream saw this crystal clear.

“President Cheng, where are your gentleman hands!” “This position has me excited.” “Nice waist.”

The ten minutes ended. Duan Xingye completed the task right on the dot, giving Cheng Duzhou an earth-toned makeup look that wasn’t glaringly out of place. Viewers only felt the handsome guy’s features looked a bit more refined, but otherwise, he looked the same as usual.

The second ten minutes began, and it was Cheng Duzhou’s turn to do Duan Xingye’s makeup.

Duan Xingye closed his eyes and tilted his face up, but waited ages without feeling any touch land on his face.

He opened his eyes again and saw Cheng Duzhou holding up a hand dabbed with liquid foundation, wearing a troubled expression.

“What are you spacing out for?” Duan Xingye urged. “Hurry up.”

Cheng Duzhou’s gaze circled that snow-white face twice before he said: “I’m afraid of getting you dirty.”

“…”

Idiot.

Duan Xingye’s skin was like the highest quality silk, incredibly smooth and compliant. For Cheng Duzhou, the slightest carelessness or a shaky hand would dirty this piece of silk, so he was very cautious. Eyeliner alone took him nearly three minutes to draw.

His movements were far too dawdling. As expected, time ran short later on. With only lipstick left, the countdown was already at one second.

Cheng Duzhou cupped Duan Xingye’s face and planted two kisses on his lips.

When he let go, Duan Xingye’s lip color was appropriately red.

Bullet comments:

“Stuffing my mouth full of dog food!” “Seems I’ve learned a new way to apply lipstick.” “This shade is exclusive to Teacher Duan.”

The couple acted as if the camera hadn’t caught them, both pursing their lips at the same time and quietly retreating to sit on the edge of the sofa.

The makeup instructor returned to grade everyone’s results.

Even though Jiang Li and Wu Enqi had good makeup skills, Xiao Jiahui and Wu Hao’s abilities were truly disastrous, turning both women’s faces into painted messes.

Cheng Duzhou and Duan Xingye, however, were fast learners. Their makeup looks were very fitting and free of major errors, unsurprisingly earning them first place.

Finally, the staff brought up four cards.

Tao Ziyi and Huang Liang were broadcasting separately. They were in last place, so whatever was left would be theirs.

Duan Xingye went up first to draw. Although the probability of drawing each theme was the same, the first to draw had more choices.

Without overthinking, Duan Xingye grabbed one of the cards. However, they weren’t allowed to look at it now; everyone had to wait until the livestream ended to check privately in their rooms.

Friday night’s livestream concluded amidst the audience’s anticipation for the guests’ disguises tomorrow.

People in every livestream room were shouting: We will definitely catch you first!

…

All cameras were turned off, and the staff evacuated the villa.

Before parting ways with the couple on the second floor, Jiang Li asked: “Are you guys sleeping here tonight? Or…”

She didn’t finish the sentence.

The couple’s expressions grew awkward.

If they said they were going to a hotel now, regardless of whether they actually did anything tonight, everyone would definitely assume they were going to do something.

Besides, they definitely weren’t doing anything tonight.

Cheng Duzhou coughed lightly and said: “We’ll sleep here, it’ll be more convenient for heading out tomorrow.”

“Oh, okay.” Jiang Li smiled, adding before she left: “Make yourselves at home, don’t be stiff…” Her gaze swept over the couple with deep meaning as she whispered, “It’s okay if you get things dirty.”

The socially dead couple: “…………”

They had absolutely no idea how to respond to the hostess’s enthusiasm.

They entered the room and closed the door.

Cheng Duzhou scratched his eyebrow and said, “Let’s look at tomorrow’s theme first.”

Duan Xingye: “Oh.”

The two sat on the edge of the bed.

The card was sealed with a sticker.

Cheng Duzhou asked, “How’s your luck?”

Duan Xingye replied, “I’m a genius whose luck is ten percent better than the average person.”

Cheng Duzhou poked his cheek with a finger, watching as Duan Xingye peeled off the seal.

Two characters were revealed below.

[Student]

Both breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

A student uniform was fine.

Since it was an anime convention, there were plenty of bizarre anime costumes. If they drew One Punch Man, they absolutely wouldn’t do it.

Riiip.

Duan Xingye tore the entire sticker off, revealing one final character at the end.

[Girl]

“…” “…”

Schoolgirl.

“………………”

That night, after showering, the two got into bed.

Cheng Duzhou was scrolling through high school girl anime outfits on his phone, his expression far from pleasant.

Duan Xingye was fine. Although he was a man, his skeletal frame was delicate, and standing at 1.78 meters tall, wearing a schoolgirl outfit would purely be a treat for the audience.

But Cheng Duzhou was a full 1.93 meters tall, his physique exuding Alpha energy. It was hard to imagine him stuffed into a high school girl uniform.

He was annoyed to death.

But human joys and sorrows are not connected. Lying beside him, Duan Xingye was calmly scrolling through his phone.

The hashtag #WangShixiPlagiarism# already had the “Hot” tag attached to it, ranking first.

#WangShixiWithdraws# ranked second.

Because Wang Shixi was an internet celebrity with eight million followers and was exposed in such a morally corrupt scandal, it couldn’t be suppressed even if they tried.

It was already solidly proven that the lyrics to his song On the Journey Home were translated from English. While plagiarism in composition was harder to determine than lyrics, and although it was confirmed to have similarities with the song Glory, and everyone knew in their hearts he had copied it, the hard facts couldn’t be definitively pinpointed.

Not only that, but netizens also dug up Wang Shixi’s previous viral hit song. Someone suggested it seemed to be a patchwork of two songs with the same musical style, and detailed video evidence was currently in production.

Duan Xingye had no interest in Wang Shixi’s scandal. Just as he was about to lock his phone and sleep, he received a message from his grandfather.

Grandpa: [Xingxing, you aren’t asleep yet, right?]

It was rare for the old man to still be awake at this hour.

Seen: [Why aren’t you asleep?]

Kan Dashan typed slowly. A moment passed before the reply came through.

Grandpa: [I scolded Duan Qiwei. He’s muddled, his brain has always been unclear. Daring to let that family’s child appear in front of you, I had to scold him. I’m good at writing stories, but I’m even better at scolding people. He wouldn’t dare anymore. He said he would manage that family’s affairs properly and they won’t disturb you again in the future.]

“…”

One by one, why did they all act like something was wrong with him?

Duan Xingye felt his grandfather was overthinking it and typed a reply on his phone.

However, thinking of a guy in his late sixties staying up late to be a keyboard warrior, a sour yet soft feeling swelled in his chest.

Seen: [Don’t be so domineering, I didn’t even look him in the eye. Bringing it up just reminds me of past events.]

Grandpa: [Then I won’t say it. [Zipped Lips]]

Seen: [Young lad, go to bed early.]

Grandpa: [Xingxing, you go to bed early too. Grandpa will be watching you in the livestream tomorrow.]

“…”

Thinking of tomorrow’s schoolgirl outfit.

Duan Xingye really did not want his grandfather camped out in the livestream room.

Lights off, time for sleep.

Duan Xingye rolled over.

The bed was quite comfortable; it wouldn’t cause trouble falling asleep.

A moment later, Cheng Duzhou rolled over too.

A warm body pressed against his back, and the man’s arm wrapped around his shoulders.

Cheng Duzhou pressed his face into the back of his neck, his voice muffled: “I said we should quit the show, but it’s too late now… What am I going to do tomorrow…”

Duan Xingye was getting sleepy. He vaguely thought that when Wang Shixi showed up, the first people afraid he’d be sad were his grandfather and Cheng Duzhou.

Actually, even after a divorce, they didn’t have to sever ties and never see each other again. Being friends would be fine… at least Cheng Duzhou had looked for him and would still care about him.

Duan Xingye reached back to hold Cheng Duzhou’s arm, burying his face into it, his drawn-out, nasal voice soft:

“Just don’t let anyone recognize you…”

The next morning, everyone took a flight to Shen City.

After landing, private cars drove them to a newly built shopping mall.

Today was the opening ribbon-cutting ceremony, so the mall was specifically hosting an anime convention to draw traffic.

Because the mall’s brand was one of the sponsors for Companionship Along the Way, the guests were all invited, and the production team chose this as the filming location to advertise for the mall.

Passing the plaza in front of the mall, they saw a sea of people within the cordoned-off areas. There were hundreds of booths, and young people in strange and eccentric costumes walking around. A stage was erected in the center of the plaza where someone was DJing. Behind the stage leaned a massive red gift box, a full two or three stories high, serving as a landmark decoration.

The massive foot traffic lowered the difficulty for the guests to blend in.

The production crew had already sent photos of the task points to the guests.

Duan Xingye glanced out the window and compared it with the photos on his phone, discovering the red gift box was one of them. He just had to wait to go take a picture there later.

These photos would not be shown to the audience; otherwise, they could just ask a cameraman to stake out one of the task points and catch the arriving guests.

The cars did not attract the attention of the crowd in the plaza. Taking a detour around back, they quietly dropped the guests off behind the mall.

Next, the guests had to go inside the dressing rooms to change.

Following the production crew’s instructions, Duan Xingye turned back and said to the camera: “The victorious team can only be us.”

This was standard pre-chase trash talk.

The livestream predictably couldn’t handle the provocation, the bullet comments rolling rapidly.

Once inside the dressing room, no cameras would follow them.

The uniforms prepared by the production team leaned toward a Japanese-Korean style: white button-up shirts, striped ties, and navy blue suit jackets. And, of course, pleated plaid skirts were essential.

The wigs provided for them were waist-length, straight black hair with blunt bangs—a style that could look either mature or sweet.

Having no reservations, Duan Xingye and Cheng Duzhou took off their tops and changed into the student uniforms. Doing this first prevented messing up the makeup they were about to apply.

Duan Xingye didn’t put on the skirt just yet, sitting down in front of the mirror to do his makeup first.

Cheng Duzhou’s clothes were custom-made extra-large, so they still fit loosely. He not only had to put on the skirt but also knee-high black stockings. For no other reason than to hide his leg hair.

Enduring intense discomfort, Cheng Duzhou pulled the socks all the way above his knees. With a snap, the elastic rebounded.

He stood up, originally intending to see what he looked like wearing a skirt, but through the mirror, he saw Duan Xingye, who had already put on the long straight black wig.

Cheng Duzhou froze.

At this moment, Duan Xingye also looked behind him through the mirror. However, due to the mirror’s limited height, he could only see from the neck down. In a daze, he seemed to see a slender, long-limbed “high school girl.”

Duan Xingye turned around until he saw Cheng Duzhou’s face.

“Pfft—!”

He laughed.

Cheng Duzhou licked his lips, lowered his head, grabbed the front of his shirt, and rubbed his jaw, his face reddening slightly. “Looks pretty weird, huh.”

Duan Xingye was still laughing: “It wouldn’t be weird if you took your head off.”

“…”

Duan Xingye was joking. He found it funny because it was his first time seeing Cheng Duzhou in women’s clothing, bringing a kind of mischievous joy shared between bad friends.

But it was already apparent that once Cheng Duzhou finished his makeup, this outfit would reach a stunning level.

After half an hour of effort, both had finished their makeup.

Finally, Duan Xingye pulled the curtain of the cubicle shut to put on the skirt.

The “high school girl” with long straight black hair and blunt bangs sat on the sofa outside, habitually sitting with his legs spread apart. Feeling an eerie, chilly draft, he resisted the urge to flip the skirt up and brought his knees together.

After some rustling in the cubicle, the curtain flipped open, and another “high school girl” stepped out.

This one wasn’t wearing over-the-knee socks. Beneath the skirt was a pair of fair, smooth, beautiful legs, with white cotton socks wrapping around the ankles, giving off an innocent, first-love vibe.

Cheng Duzhou couldn’t tear his eyes away from those legs.

Facing the mirror, Duan Xingye adjusted the height of the skirt, exhaled, and said solemnly: “Cheng Duzhou, we absolutely cannot be recognized today. Not just for the room tonight, but more importantly, for our pride.”

As long as they took photos of all the task points without being discovered by the audience and then came back to change out of these clothes, no third person in this world would ever know they had dressed like this.

Hearing no response from behind for a long while, Duan Xingye turned around: “Cheng Duzhou, I’m talking to you.”

Cheng Duzhou blinked, snapping back to his senses. He glanced up at Duan Xingye’s face, then glanced down at Duan Xingye’s legs.

Then he suddenly stood up, walked over, pushed Duan Xingye onto the vanity, hooked a snow-white thigh, and lifted it high beside his own waist. Leaning in close, his breathing somewhat heavy: “Let me have a bit of fun first.”

Duan Xingye: “???”

While the guests were changing clothes, the follow-up directors in each livestream explained the rules to the audience.

Old Xu: “Whichever team is found first gets to check into the best room.”

The bullet comments were shocked.

“I thought the first ones found would have to stay in the worst room.” “So sneaky! Following conventional thinking, they’d definitely assume whoever hides the longest gets first place. Teacher Duan and President Cheng definitely still think that, they’re going to try desperately to hide next.” “Hehe, this is actually better. I was originally debating whether to call them out if I saw them, but now, to get the husbands into the best room, I will definitely search for them as hard as I can!” “They’re so handsome, even mixed in a crowd they’ll be spotted at a glance, definitely easy to find.”

At the same time, at the entrance of the anime convention, a cute girl host wearing bunny ears held a microphone and spoke to the camera: “Hello everyone, welcome to the Bilibili Anime Channel! Today we are at the Hengyuan Mall Anime Convention. There are so many people here today! Now let’s randomly interview some visitors on-site to see how they feel!”

Right at this moment, the host suddenly felt a strong gust of wind brush past her, making her bunny ears twitch to the side.

Glancing sideways, she saw two very tall, long-haired beauties in uniforms wearing black masks. Their posture was upright and proud, walking briskly past her. One revealed eyes that looked mixed-race, while the other had icy, upturned eyes with a teardrop mole at the corner.

In an instant, the host’s heart pounded wildly. Without thinking, she immediately chased after them, thrusting the microphone forward to block their path: “Hello! Hello! May I interview you two?”

The two stopped in their tracks, casting a cold, indifferent glance at the camera.

The anime channel’s livestream exploded instantly because of this stunning double side-glance kill.

Who would have expected what happened next.

The two beauties, who had just been exuding confident arrogance, suddenly slumped their waists and hunched their shoulders. Lowering their heads and pinching the edges of their masks, they turned sideways to dodge the camera, not saying a word, preparing to flee in another direction.

The host hurriedly shouted: “Wait!”

The bullet comments screamed along: Sisters, don’t go! Give the girls a chance to simp!!!

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Author’s Note:

President Cheng: How’s your luck? Teacher Duan: The kind of luck where we run into an interview the second we step outside.