Huayu: Starting from the top talent show

Chapter 9 Coal Branch Mei Civet Cat
Night falls quietly, long lights are lit on the streets, and the reflections of the lights flicker on the lake, like stars in the sky falling into the water, forming a misty and rippling sea of stars.

This is a black-sailed boat made entirely of high-quality wood. After years of wind and rain, it exudes the ancient charm of the times from the inside out. Guests in it only need to lift the off-white door curtain to see the quiet and deep lake and feel the small bridges and flowing water that are rarely seen in normal days.

"With the support of the whole country, he traveled around the country, rode a large dragon boat, and feasted his ministers at night." Shen Juan stretched out his hand and stroked the grain on the wooden table. The minimalist aesthetics of the Song Dynasty? This is probably the design background of this dock restaurant.

"If I had known we were going to eat on the boat, I wouldn't have worn a miniskirt today." Song Zuer raised her lips slightly, frowned and complained to Shen Juan: "This wind makes me so cold!"

"Why are you yelling? It's not you who's paying the bill. It's good enough to have a free meal." Shen Juan couldn't help laughing.

When it comes to lack of quality, Shen Juan, who was a veteran League of Legends player in his previous life, is definitely better than these stars who have to disguise themselves in front of the camera all the time.

And if his memory was not confused, this way of communicating with each other, occasionally inserting a few Tibetan words into the conversation, was indeed their normal state before.

Since they have no manners, why bother pretending? There is no camera filming here anyway.

"Fuck! Shen Juan, can you please speak properly?" Song Zuer's face was full of black lines and he couldn't help but swear in response to his friend: "You don't know your last name after drinking a little bit of wine, right?"

"I haven't drunk tonight." Shen Juan shrugged, as if smiling. "Why do you always say these few words when you curse people? Do you even use a formula when you curse people?"

"Why did you become so pretentious after being a celebrity in South Korea for a month? You weren't so mean before." Song Zuer couldn't win the argument, so he punched Shen Juan directly, his long hair dancing in the wind and floating on his shoulders.

"So what do you think of me like before? What kind of person was I?" Shen Juan asked intentionally or unintentionally.

"Maybe you look aloof and distant, and you're always alone in a corner reading a script, but once you get to know you, you'll find that you're actually quite talkative, even a bit mean."

"Hey, I suddenly remembered something. Did you know that after you finished filming and left, a few of us actually discussed you privately. We all thought you were very handsome and stylish."

"I'm not the only one who thinks so. Wang Junkai, Wang Yuan, Zifeng and others also think so."

"Although I know you will be secretly happy when I say this, but this is the truth. I don't want to hide it so that you don't think I'm jealous of something."

"And I'm actually quite popular among the extras. I can clearly feel that there are often boys secretly looking at me, so I don't envy anyone for this kind of thing at all," Song Zuer tilted his head, thinking and muttering.

The corners of Shen Juan's mouth couldn't stop twitching. He really wanted to laugh but was speechless. The look of disdain he gave the fool seemed to be saying, "Are you done?"

Fortunately, Song Zuer was quite perceptive. He knew that if he continued to talk too much, Shen Juan would complain about him, so he stopped talking decisively, drank a sip of hot tea to moisten his throat, and then looked at Shen Juan with a suspicious look on his face, "But why are you asking this question suddenly? Don't you know what you were like in the past? Why are you asking me my opinion?"

"I'm just a little curious." How could Shen Juan possibly reveal the fact that he had only traveled through time two days ago?
Of course, even if he honestly admitted that he was actually a time traveler, probably no one would take it seriously.

Rather than this magical event that is almost impossible to happen in real life, they are probably more inclined to believe that Shen Juan is joking or has a problem with his brain.

"Curious? Curious about what?" Song Zuer suddenly leaned forward, blinking his bright eyes and carefully examining his old friend whom he had not seen for a long time. Song Zuer: His face is really amazing, but it's a pity that he doesn't have the cool and invincible silver hair in the show. If he had black hair, it would not be good, but it would lack the visual impact and stunning feeling that is rarely seen in daily life.

At this moment, the two were less than twenty centimeters apart, and could even see the pores and thin eyelashes on each other's faces.

As we all know, at this distance, they either want to fight or kiss, but how could such good friends fight for no reason?

As a result, the originally humorous and cheerful atmosphere on the ship seemed to become a little hazy and ambiguous at this moment.

Shen Juan curled his lips slightly helplessly, then looked away, put his index finger on the girl's shoulder, and pushed her away to a relatively safe distance.

"leave me alone."

"Oh, are you shy? But I really want to know what you are curious about? Oppa, can you tell me? We are all adults, I will never tell anyone, please Oppa~" Song Zu suddenly became a dramatic actor, deliberately making a pitiful look, looking at Shen Juan pitifully and pleading softly.

"Don't get mad." Shen Juan felt that he was a little bit unable to deal with this shameless joker. He began to miss the previous mindless communication method which was uncultured but simple and effective. At least that didn't make him feel uncomfortable.

Seeing that Shen Juan's face was full of disgust, Song Zuer was not angry. Instead, he narrowed his crescent eyes mischievously and continued to smile, "Juanjuan, you are not in love with me, are you?"

Shen Juan couldn't help but look away, trying his best to calm the urge to reach out and cover her mouth.

But Song Zuer acted as if she didn't see anything and continued to perform by herself. She crossed her hands in front of her chest and made a big X, shaking her head and preaching: "That won't work. We are all artists. If our fans know about our relationship now, they will stop following us. Then we won't make any money~"

"I told you that I'm a single person and I don't want to fall in love or get married. Do you believe me?" Shen Juan rolled his eyes helplessly.

"To be honest, sometimes I really want to know what's in your head that makes you keep talking non-stop until now. I really want to block your mouth and let you be quiet for a while!"

Upon hearing this, Song Zuer quickly reached out to protect his little chicken mouth. After ensuring his own safety, he ran to the edge of the minefield and started dancing, continuing to provoke Shen Juan on the opposite side.

"Is it possible that you have the problem instead of me? Isn't the mouth for speaking? Do you think everyone is as taciturn as you? If your mouth is not needed, you can donate it to someone in need, understand?"

"Also, you said you're single and you don't want to get married or fall in love? Haha, if I were a fool I might believe it. This kind of talk can only fool your fans." Song Zuer looked at the silent Shen Juan with a beaming face, and became even more proud. "Do you think I didn't notice that you looked at my thighs 43 times and my calves 96 times today?"

"The fact is: you are in trouble, Shen Juan."

"You're in heat!"

(End of this chapter)