Wife, please behave yourself.

Chapter 106 Choking at the drop of a hat
An Zhaoran stared blankly at Liu Changcun, who was speaking in front of her.

Several seconds later, she suddenly lowered her face awkwardly.

The sudden increase in her heart rate made her feel a little uneasy. Considering her recent busy schedule, she mistakenly thought it was a chain reaction caused by overwork.

He hurriedly put down his chopsticks and gently patted his chest a few times.

What came into Liu Changcun's view was a trembling body in front of him.

"Why are you playing again?"

"I wasn't playing, I was just feeling a little unwell."

"..."

Liu Changcun immediately straightened his face, which was propped up by his hand, and wiped the smile off his face.

He looked at the other person with a rather serious expression.

"Is your heart bothering you again?"

"I don't feel unwell, I'm probably just too tired lately..."

"You should take a break."

"understood."

Nodding in agreement, An Zhaoran tried patting her chest a few times, but seeing that her rapidly beating heart showed no signs of improvement, she simply let it go.

In fact, An Zhaoran had also gone to the hospital of her father's friend for a check-up some time ago, and all the data showed that they were normal.

She had consulted doctors, but after listening to her description, the doctors looked at her like she was an idiot, which hurt An Zhaoran, who was trying to find the cause of her illness.

An Zhaoran described it very clearly.

Everything is normal at work, but I only feel flustered when I'm with a certain person of the opposite sex.

After listening to her detailed description, the doctor stared at her for a long time without saying a word. This behavior startled An Zhaoran, who thought there was really something wrong with her body.

Who would have thought that the other party simply told her to go home and watch more TV.

Especially films and television shows about romance.

An Zhaoran felt that the doctors at this hospital were not very reliable, and she was considering going to another hospital for a check-up after some time.

Ignoring her rapidly beating heart, she picked up her chopsticks again and began to devour the boxed lunch in front of her.

During this time, the two did not communicate much.

Feeling a bit bored, Liu Changcun picked up the notebook that the other party had initially taken notes in. Seeing that An Zhaoran only glanced at it and did not stop him, he simply opened it and started reading.

The first thing you see is a dense text and various annotations.

The program's framework and how it operates.

Key selling points, and various information analyses.

The detailed records surprised Liu Changcun when he received the notebook. He glanced at An Zhaoran eating a boxed lunch beside him. He had thought that she would just use her status as the station director's daughter to get away with it, but now it seemed that she really wanted to take charge of a new program.

Holding the notebook, Liu Changcun looked at the other person and asked.

When will the new show start?

"Hmm... next month then."

"Any leads yet?"

"It's at the back, take another look."

Hearing An Zhaoran's response, Liu Changcun refocused his attention on his notebook.

Turn to the page the other party mentioned and look at the several directions outlined on it.

[Emotional] [Entertainment] [Q&A]

Each item had a general direction and plan. Liu Changcun looked at the notebook and read the text carefully. After a while, he put it down again.

"These are all outdated programs. Things are different now than before; audiences are much more discerning."

“But the ratings for similar programs in the same time slot are all pretty good, and my dad also thinks it would be more appropriate to choose one of them.”

"He'll fall flat on his face."

"Fall in?"

"In Cantonese, it means something like 'finished' or 'completely finished'."

Liu Changcun pointed at the notebook and continued speaking to An Zhaoran in front of him.

"Q&A...isn't it just like a challenge and defense game? If it's broadcast on a public channel, they can only invite some ordinary people to participate, right?"

An Zhaoran put down her chopsticks and turned her head to look at the man who had spoken.

"Amateurs don't have much fame to begin with, and they probably only participate for the prize money. Their knowledge base is also not very sufficient. Even if there are really knowledgeable people, they are one in a million."

"..."

"Viewers probably have no interest in watching a group of ordinary people who aren't very bright try to pass the test."

Liu Changcun continued, tapping his fingers on the notebook.

"The other ideas are the same: if it's broadcast on a public channel, we can't invite famous celebrities, and no matter how fun the game segments are designed, no audience will want to watch it."

"Then what should I do..."

Sometimes you need to change your perspective.

Liu Changcun placed the notebook back on the table and tapped it with his hand.

It attracts the other person's attention.

"It's so hot now, haven't you considered combining summer with the challenge?"

"Binding?"

"For example, like a water park, five checkpoints could be designed on the pool, allowing ordinary people to sign up and participate in a challenge-like format. Successfully completing a checkpoint would earn a grand prize, such as an air conditioner. Then, the participants would be ranked based on their completion time, thus building the show's reputation."

"..."

An Zhaoran silently looked at the man in front of her, her brows furrowing slightly as she gazed at him.

After a moment, it relaxed again.

Raise your hand and hold up your index finger, then make a waving motion in the air as if tapping it.

"I understand. Then, once more people have cleared the level, we can rank them and let them compete against each other?"

"Yes."

"Increase rewards and encourage nationwide participation?"

Muttering to herself, An Zhaoran's eyes grew wider and wider.

Liu Changcun's words clearly gave her a great inspiration. After thinking for a while, she simply stopped eating and immediately picked up her notebook from the table, starting to write down her thoughts.

This time, Liu Changcun did not interrupt.

He simply stared at the other person, watching the figure hunched over the table, writing furiously.

The image of the bespectacled figure in my memory, always buried in his studies at his desk, slowly overlapped with the image of An Zhaoran before me.

Liu Changcun just watched until the other person held the notebook high with both hands.

"Haha, that's awesome!"

An Zhaoran smiled and held up her notebook. Her joy was evident on the surface.

He suddenly stood up from his seat, went around to Liu Changcun who was sitting in a chair, and pounced on him just like when he got drunk at Liu's house last time.

Encircle the other person.

"Thank you so much for such great advice!"

"Thank me, but why are you hugging me?"

"Eh?"

"It's holding up there..."

The man's face was right in front of her as he turned to face her, and An Zhaoran, who was overjoyed, realized what she had done.

She pulled away as if electrocuted, retreating three steps back from him.

The fingertips of his fingers, gripping the notebook, turned white from the force. After a few seconds, he lowered his voice and muttered to himself.

"I'm so happy..."

"They use chokeholds all the time; I don't know where they learned that from."

"Did it hurt you?"

"That's not true."

Despite being squeezed by the heavy object in front of him, Liu Changcun did not feel uncomfortable; on the contrary, he felt somewhat comfortable.

However, such behavior was indeed somewhat inappropriate, which is why he chose to speak up and remind the other party.

She turned to the side and looked at An Zhaoran, who was far away from her.

His gaze was fixed on the area in front of him for a while before he looked away again.

"Let's plan it out properly. While the weather is still hot, we should be able to enjoy some hot mobile data."

"That's true, no one will come when it gets cold."

An Zhaoran smiled happily, as if the dark clouds that had been hanging over her head recently had been cleared away by Liu Changcun.

Holding up the notebook in his hand.

"I'll talk to my dad about it after I get off work."

"I wish you success."

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Class 2, Grade 9.

It was before evening self-study began. There were only a few scattered students in the classroom, and Liu Songyan was among them.

He sat alone in his seat, writing a line in the notebook in front of him.

With great power comes great responsibility.

Liu Songyan, who had been pondering eight words all afternoon at the start of the new semester, suddenly had an epiphany because his father was always full of insightful remarks.

The eight words in front of you right now are not just a piece of inspirational quote.

Rather, it contains profound truths about life.

Liu Songyan's respect for his father grew even stronger.

Even though he doesn't read comics much, if he just reads a few more like his younger sister, he can easily discover that this line was actually borrowed by his father.

Holding the pen, Liu Songyan wrote annotations on the line of text in a long and flowing style, as if he were doing a reading comprehension exercise.

He kept sighing in his heart.

When his father learned that he had become the class monitor, he then arranged for him to sit outside his shop with milk tea to attract customers.

At first, he didn't understand his father's intentions and just blindly guessed what the other man was thinking.

She mistakenly believed that her father was simply using his face to attract those immature girls to the store.

However, after his father told him this, Liu Songyan suddenly had a different understanding.

With great power comes great responsibility.

These words were clearly a philosophy of life spoken to him, and they also subtly assigned him a task.

The school includes primary and junior high schools, with a total of several thousand teachers and students.

The presence of the school has spawned numerous industries in the surrounding area.

Whether they are vendors pushing their stalls or businesses with storefronts, the reason they are able to make a profit is precisely because they occupy the huge flow of people at No. 16 Middle School.

The father wanted Liu Songyan to use his position as class monitor to make the family's milk tea shop as famous as possible.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have said those words to him.

Because of his great abilities, he should take on family responsibilities. He could use his position as class monitor to build good relationships with every student in Class 2 of Grade 9.

Centered on Class 2 of Grade 9, they expanded to other classes, attracting students of the same or lower grades to their shops.

It turned out to be the case.

Looking at the notebook filled with words, the 14-year-old boy admired his father even more.

Back when my family still ran a bookstore, my father had to find other ways to attract customers because I didn't have many friends.

Now that the bookstore has been converted into a milk tea shop, Liu Songyan feels that he can no longer disappoint his father.

Now that he is the class monitor, he should get along well with the other students in the class and find more potential customers for his shop.

Even if each person buys just one cup, thousands of people will buy it every day...

Liu Songyan dared not think about it anymore.

He felt that his family was about to become rich.

Closing his notebook, Liu Songyan glanced at the empty desk beside him.

Chi Jinhe's small body somehow managed to hold so much food.

It had only been a few hours since she finished lunch, and during the break before evening self-study started, she was hungry again and went to the cafeteria to buy food.

Before it gets dark in the afternoon, the canteen always sells some leftover steamed buns and fried dough sticks from the morning.

Having grown accustomed to his father's delicious cooking, Liu Songyan paid no attention to those tasteless dishes.

He got up from his seat and prepared to go to the school cafeteria to find Chi Jinhe.

In this class, she considers herself one of the few people she can call friends. She plans to discuss with them and come up with a suitable plan, aiming to complete a detailed outline of the "making friends" plan before evening self-study tonight.

I left the classroom and headed towards the stairs.

Liu Songyan walked quickly, completely unaware of the figure rushing upstairs around the corner.

As they turned a corner, the two nearly collided.

Zhou Yuan was startled by the sudden appearance of the figure. She was walking quickly upstairs along the handrail when she suddenly cried out in surprise and fell backward, losing her balance.

"Yeah~"

My mind went blank at that moment.

Zhou Yuan felt like she was about to fall hard.

Her eyes were tightly closed in fear, but she felt a pair of strong hands encircle her waist.

The expected pain did not occur; instead, the body leaned back, maintaining a posture as if about to fall.

Both hands were clenched into fists and pressed firmly against their bodies.

"Are you okay?"

A boy's voice sounded in her ear, causing Zhou Yuan, whose eyes were tightly closed, to slowly open them.

When I saw the face that was so close to me, the fear that had been swirling in my heart was instantly blown away by a warm breeze.

With her eyes blinking, Zhou Yuan's heart was racing.

"No, it's okay..."

The sound of footsteps echoed up the stairs, and Shen Ruzhi, who had hurriedly caught up, witnessed the scene.

Because Zhou Yuan ran too fast, she didn't see the whole thing.

When she reached the corner of the stairs, she immediately saw Liu Songyan hugging his friend.

I immediately felt a pang of sadness.

The slender eyebrows are varied in shape as they are furrowed.

Seeing Liu Songyan put it down, he smiled and said to the other party.

"Don't run so fast in the future, be careful not to bump into other people."

"it is good……"

"By the way, the Mixue Ice Cream shop next to the school is owned by my family. I often go there for milk tea."

"Good~"

Liu Songyan smiled and nodded, his gaze leaving Zhou Yuan in front of him.

He glanced at Shen Ruzhi, who was standing there in a daze, and after leaving her side, he returned to his usual expressionless face.

Turning around, I watched Liu Songyan walk downstairs and leave.

Shen Ruzhi stared blankly, lost in thought, until the explosion from her friend beside her rang out.

"Who is that? They're so good-looking!!"

"..."

"Oh no, I completely forgot to ask his name."

"..."

"Mixue Ice Cream...is it owned by them? Zhizhi, let's go buy a cup and try it!"

"He is Liu Songyan."

His furrowed brows never relaxed.

Shen Ruzhi withdrew her gaze from the stairs behind her and looked at Zhou Yuan, the former class monitor, who was visibly shocked after receiving the answer.

The two will not be in the same class this time.

Zhou Yuan is a student in Class 1 of the third grade.

Upon hearing Shen Ruzhi's reply, Zhou Yuan froze, as if struck by lightning, motionless in the stairwell.

After a long while, he came to his senses and grabbed the girl's arm, shaking it vigorously.

"Liu Songyan? He really cut his hair?"

"Um……"

"I thought it was all fake news, but I never thought the rumors were true. So this is what he looks like."

"..."

Shen Ruzhi kept hearing her friend's surprised voice, but she seemed not to hear it at the moment, and continued to remain silent.

Liu Songyan, who used to have a strange hairstyle, has disappeared. As he changed his hairstyle, his popularity at school skyrocketed.

Not only do girls from other classes come over to see her after class, but even some girls from Class 2 of the third year of junior high school are curious about the former campus legend and the newly appointed class monitor.

They only refrained from speaking to the other party because of their past reputation.

During the summer vacation, because both sets of parents had a good relationship.

Shen Ruzhi often visited Liu Songyan's home.

After nearly two months of getting to know each other, she had already gotten used to his insincere personality.

In the past, Liu Songyan had few friends because of his unique appearance and taciturn nature.

But as he changes, more and more people will gather around him...

Just thinking about this possibility makes Shen Ruzhi feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

It's like a niche film that you really love suddenly becoming extremely famous all over the world.

Although she was happy about the other person's change, as someone who had once seen the other person's true face...

Even this one and only little secret no longer belongs to just the two of them.

(End of this chapter)