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The autumn rain carried a chill, and soon Cheng Qing felt a cold breeze on her body. She slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was the ceiling of the living room on the first floor.
Upon closer inspection, I felt a chill on my body, and I immediately realized it was because the doorway was too drafty and cold.
Turning her head to look at Mu Xue, who was eating steamed cake and staring blankly beside her, Cheng Qing asked in a hoarse voice, "What are you doing?"
Mu Xue was startled and turned around to see that Cheng Qing had indeed woken up.
She said, "Let's eat steamed cake."
Cheng Qing hummed in agreement, stared intently at Mu Xue for a while, and then asked, "Mu Xue, do you like me?"
What, what, what does that mean?
Mu Xue's face suddenly turned red, and the comment section exploded instantly, with messages being pushed away before she could even read them.
Mu Xue stammered angrily, "You shameless bastard!"
That means you don't like it.
Cheng Qing seemed to understand. She looked up at the ceiling, sighed, and said quietly, "No wonder you wouldn't even give me a blanket."
Mu Xue was completely stunned: "..."
The comment section was also taken aback, and then burst into laughter.
[Haha, is Teacher Cheng even being so tactful when asking for a blanket? Hahahaha]
[Is it true that even when Teacher Cheng criticizes Mu for being heartless, he does it in such a tactful way? Hahahaha]
Looking at Cheng Qing's pitiful appearance, she must be very cold.
Mu Xue was speechless at Cheng Qing's sudden outburst, and at the same time felt a little guilty.
Cheng Qing turned her head in a daze to look at Luo Xi beside her. Seeing that Luo Xi was not covered with a blanket either, she blinked, then sat up, took off her coat, and covered Luo Xi with it.
He then got up, looked around, walked to the sofa, and took a thin brown coral fleece blanket to cover Losie.
Losi's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly. She wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, tucked her neck in, and continued to sleep.
Cheng Qing reached out and ruffled her hair before turning her gaze back to Mu Xue. Noticing a plate of steamed cakes, Cheng Qing asked in surprise, "Did you make these?"
Mu Xue was rebuffed by her once, and for a moment she answered cautiously: "I did it for you, but you fell asleep on your own."
Cheng Qing hummed in agreement and asked, "What would you like to eat this afternoon? I'll make it for you."
Seeing her tired face, Mu Xue asked, "You don't look well today, how about I do it?"
Cheng Qing glanced at her to make sure she wasn't just being polite, then nodded: "Thank you for your help."
Mu Xue hummed in agreement and began thinking about the afternoon's menu.
Cheng Qing didn't try to push herself. It seemed that the sleep hadn't relieved her fatigue; instead, it had made her even more tired, so much so that she was too mentally exhausted to move.
Leaning against the sofa, I covered my eyes with my arm, and the dream I had just had during my short nap floated into my mind.
Cheng Qing doesn't dream often, and in this kind of light sleep, she almost never dreams. Often, she closes her eyes and then opens them again for an hour or two.
But today, from the moment she closed her eyes, she was plagued by dreams.
After falling asleep, parting the swirling smoke, Cheng Qing was greeted by a view of 21st-century China. The streets were bustling with traffic and people, a city familiar to her.
It was the city where she had lived for many years. She stood on the side of the road, facing a pedestrian crossing that led to the other side. The pedestrian light was red, so many people were around her, waiting.
Cheng Qing was puzzled for a moment, then suddenly felt his right hand being grabbed.
He paused, reluctantly pulling his hand away, only to hear the woman beside him say unhappily, "It's just holding hands."
Cheng Qing was taken aback; the voice sounded familiar.
But in the dream, I didn't turn to look at her; I just said gently, "It's different; the photo won't turn out well."
"What's the big deal? Just say you're best friends!"
In the dream, upon hearing this, the self chuckled and said, "My best friend isn't like that."
The woman beside him snorted, then suddenly paused, her voice filled with surprise: "Not good if you get a picture? Does that mean if you don't get a picture, we can hold hands?"
"Holding hands is easy, but the road ahead..."
"Then let's have a love affair that never ends in marriage!" the woman interrupted her, but Cheng Qing in her dream remained silent.
The woman beside him scoffed, "Social reasons are just that—excuses. In the end, you just don't like me."
Cheng Qing woke up at this point in her dream. But she understood that the dream was a warning.
She and the original owner of this body are both in each other's world...
Author's Note:
Chapter 120
Dreams are just dreams, and they cannot be a significant factor influencing our current lives.
Cheng Qing looked at the food on the table in front of her, somewhat speechless but still touched. She smiled helplessly and looked up at Mu Xue: "Sandwiches? Sushi? Korean fried chicken? All three countries gathered together, no one was left out."
Mu Xue lowered her head in embarrassment, while the comments section erupted in laughter and criticism of Cheng Qing.
[Teacher Cheng is already grateful to have food, yet she has so many demands.]
[Exactly, you know my daughter, Xiaobing, never cooks.]
But Mu Xue bluntly retorted, "What's wrong? I used to make these all the time and they all loved them. You're having a problem with letting me enjoy international cuisine ahead of time?"
Cheng Qing: "No, no, I wouldn't dare."
Losi glanced at the dishes and said, "What's so enjoyable about it? It's mainly because it's easy to make."
For example, there was a plate of steamed dumplings that only needed to be steamed, and another plate of preserved mustard greens that only needed to be heated in the microwave.
These were all things she and Cheng Qing bought as spares when they went to the supermarket, in case they were too tired from filming the show late and didn't want to cook, so they could just grab whatever food they could find.
Mu Xue choked for a moment, and could only say, "Don't let the appearance fool you, I worked very hard to make that sushi..."
Cheng Qing: "I only added cucumber and eggs, so it's not difficult."
Mu Xue: "...The sandwich..."
Cheng Qing: "The ingredients are only eggs, bacon, lettuce and cheese slices, which is quite substantial, and the preparation is simple."
Mu Xue choked again: "...Korean fried chicken is not simple!"
Cheng Qing: "Yeah, washing the oil pan is quite troublesome."
Mu Xue: "..."
[Hahaha, that's too much! How could a teacher talk back like that?]
[Just be gentle with Xiaobing _(:з」∠)_]
Mu Xue rolled her eyes at the retort: "So, are you guys eating or not?"
Cheng Qing smiled gently: "Eat." Looking at Mu Xue, who was furious, she added: "Thank you for your hard work."
Mu Xue was taken aback for a moment before becoming happy.
This wasn't the first time Losi had stayed up all night; she often did so during recordings. Therefore, this morning's sleep made her feel much more refreshed.
After recording lunch and the interactive live stream, new tasks followed the cards.
Unlike previous tasks, which were mostly done by each company independently, as if five companies were producing five different programs of the same type.
But today's mission has finally brought everyone together again.
Today's task is:
Given the continuous autumn rain for two days, which is traditionally a time for rest for the villagers, why not have relatives who don't usually have time to visit each other get together today?
In other words, it means that we haven't recorded a show together in a long time, so we're recording a show together today.
Luo Xi glanced at the gloomy, rainy scene outside, then leaned her head weakly on Cheng Qing's shoulder and asked, "Do you mean you're going out?"
Cheng Qing turned his head slightly to look, and could only see the top of her head and smell the fragrance in her hair.
Feeling somewhat shaken, Cheng Qing turned her head, focused her gaze on the distance, and then said, "Mm."
Upon hearing this answer, Losi rubbed against her shoulder unhappily, almost pouting, "I don't want to go out."
The voice seemed to be speaking right into Cheng Qing's ear, which startled Cheng Qing, who shrank her shoulders slightly in discomfort.
Losi immediately frowned: "Don't move, I'm uncomfortable."
Cheng Qing froze: "..."
[Haha, Teacher Cheng is so stiff.]
[Lossie is so nice today, Teacher Cheng didn't even have to take the initiative.]
Mu Xue remained completely numb; she'd had her fill of this PDA.
Mu Xue looked completely numb. She knew before she came that the two were creating a CP (couple pairing), but at that time, the rumor circulating in the industry was that their CP was due to a contract.
Based on what Mu Xue saw and her agent's analysis, Cheng Qing's appearance was rather sudden, and he was featured on camera too much. This wasn't the treatment expected of an ordinary person, and it also suggested that both sides were being overly cooperative.
It was almost as if there was a script, and they were all following it perfectly, making no mistakes at every step. Because the show didn't flop, they gained an unprecedented number of fans.
This number of fans is quite impressive, comparable to that of a top-tier celebrity.
Therefore, Cheng Qing is being contacted everywhere in the industry. Mu Xue has also heard that many companies are studying this CP (couple) script and preparing to have their newcomers follow this model.
In short, opinions vary.
No one in the industry believed the two were really together, but they remained calm and collected, hiding in the production crew to record the show, which didn't affect Cheng Qing's mood for creating a CP (couple pairing) at all.
Based on this information, Mu Xue genuinely believed that the two were creating a fake romantic pairing. She had even prepared for the worst: what if they seemed to get along, but were actually mortal enemies behind the scenes?
However, reality dealt her a heavy blow; from day one, she learned all sorts of ways to eat dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection).
And from day one, she knew that this was neither a script nor a mutually beneficial collaboration.
This is definitely a matter of fate!
Cheng Qing's arrival was not sudden; she was just an ordinary person selected by the program team from a large pool of people.