Reborn, my online friend is the real me.

When Su Yu returned to his dorm that evening, he turned on his computer. Anxi's avatar on QQ was lit up, flashing as if urging him to go online quickly.

He opened the chat window and sent a message: "I showed Liu Yifei the new song I wrote today, and she was very satisfied."

Anxi replied instantly, as if she had been waiting for his message: "What song? Show me quickly!!!"

Three exclamation marks—the enthusiasm is so intense it feels like it's burning your hands even through the screen.

Su Yu smiled and sent over the copied and pasted lyrics of the four songs.

Anxi was silent for a short while, probably looking at the lyrics.

Then a long string of exclamation marks exploded on the screen: "This song is so good! 'A Little Happiness'! I love it!!!"

Su Yu leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping on the keyboard: "What's the use if you like it? It's not like I'm singing it for you."

Anxi sent an angry emoji, a GIF of a little person smashing a table, making the table shake violently: "You have such a sharp tongue. I don't care, I want to listen to these songs too."

"I'll send it to you once it's recorded, don't rush."

Anxi sent another smiley face, and a few seconds later, a new message popped up in the chat box.

This time, her tone seemed different, slow and leisurely, as if she were casually asking, "Su Yu, I have a question for you. Who were you thinking of when you were writing these songs?"

..........

Su Yu's fingers hovered above the keyboard for two seconds.

This is the second person to ask this question today. Liu Yifei asked it this afternoon, and he just laughed it off. Now Anxi is asking it too. It's like these two planned this beforehand?

He thought for a moment, then typed a reply: "I didn't think of anyone in particular, I just felt the movie needed it, so I wrote it."

Anxi posted a GIF of a little person shaking their head, like a rattle drum: "You can't write love songs without thinking about someone. It's not like I've never written anything before, who are you kidding?"

Su Yu leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling. Images from his past life flashed through his mind: the songs he listened to in his rented room in Shenzhen, the nights he drank alone, and the words he couldn't say.

He typed: "Okay, I wrote this thinking of my first love. Is that alright?"

Anxi didn't reply immediately this time. About half a minute later, she sent a message: "Who was your first love?"

Su Yu thought for a moment and made up a story: "A classmate from high school, in the next class, she was pretty and did well in school. Later she transferred schools and I never saw her again."

Anxi fell silent again. This time, the silence lasted even longer, about forty seconds.

Finally, a message popped up: "Oh."

Su Yu looked at the "oh" and felt that something was wrong.

Anxi usually speaks in long, rapid-fire sentences, with her face full of emojis. Why is she being so shrewd with words today?

He couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong; maybe he was just tired?

Just as he was about to send another message, Anxi sent another one: "So, do you still miss her now?"

Su Yu laughed: "Huh? You don't even know where they are, what are you thinking about?"

Anxi: "Liar. You really forgot you could write songs like this? Those lyrics, like 'Turns out you are the luck I most want to keep,' and 'Anyway, I just like being wasted by you,' don't sound like someone who has completely forgotten could write this."

Su Yu scratched his head, unsure how to answer. Why was this girl interrogating him like a criminal, asking such detailed questions?

"Believe it or not, it's up to you."

Anxi replied instantly this time, but the topic suddenly took a turn: "Tsk tsk, so how did you feel meeting your idol?"

Su Yu was taken aback: "Idol? Who?"

Anxi: "Liu Yifei! Didn't you see her during the day? Tell me, what's she like in person? Isn't she incredibly beautiful? Isn't she ethereal?"

Su Yu raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself that this fan was truly dedicated.

He thought back to their meeting during the day: white T-shirt, black pants, ponytail, sunlight shining on her profile—she was indeed beautiful.

But he can't praise too much; he's a former hater, so he has to have principles.

He typed: "Pretty cute, pretty aloof."

Anxi: "That's it? That's all?"

Su Yu thought for a moment and then added, "However, her gums are really bad. They show when she smiles, which is a bit of a downer."

......

On the other end of the computer, Liu Yifei was sitting cross-legged on the sofa with her laptop on her lap.

Shu Chang sat next to her, holding a bowl of strawberries and popping them into her mouth one by one.

When Liu Yifei saw Su Yu's message, "Your gums are really bad," her expression froze instantly. She instinctively raised her hand to cover her mouth, her eyes widening as she stared at the screen, as if she had seen a ghost.

Shu Chang leaned closer for a look, nearly spitting out the strawberry she was eating: "Pfft... He said your gums are bad?"

Liu Yifei's face flushed red, not from embarrassment, but from anger.

She bit her lip, her fingers hovering above the keyboard, trembling several times before finally typing: "How can you be so annoying! What's wrong with my idol's gums? Are you blind?!"

Shu Chang was laughing so hard she could barely stand up straight, almost tipping over her strawberry bowl: "Hahahaha, he said you have bad gums! My god, this hater is so dedicated, criticizing you right in front of you, don't you know he's a hater?"

Liu Yifei ignored her, staring intently at the screen, waiting for Su Yu's reply.

Su Yu replied, "Don't get excited, I'm just giving an objective evaluation. Your fan filter is too thick, you can't see the flaws. Let me tell you, her gums are showing when she smiles, which affects the overall aesthetics. But her facial features are really good, if you ignore her gums, I'd give her a 90."

Liu Yifei was so angry that she punched the sofa, sending the cushion flying.

Shu Chang caught the cushion and laughed even harder: "Ninety points? He gave you ninety points? You should be happy, the ten points deducted are for your gums."

"Shu Chang, shut up!" Liu Yifei snatched the cushion back, hugged it to her chest, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down.

She typed, trying to keep her tone calm: "So what do you think are her strengths? Don't just talk about her weaknesses."

Su Yu: "She has so many advantages. She's good-looking, has a great temperament, and comes from a good family. And didn't she recently sign with Sony? She's going to release an album, which shows that she's ambitious and not satisfied with just being an actress; I really admire that."

Liu Yifei's lips slowly curled up. She leaned back on the sofa, hugged the cushions tighter, and her expression changed from sullen to slightly smug.

Shu Chang watched as her expression changed faster than turning the pages of a book, and shook her head: "You're the kind of person who smiles even after being slapped and then given a treat. He said your gums are bad, and you still smiled?"

"He said I'm very ambitious," Liu Yifei said softly.

"So you're just going to let your gum problem go like that?"

Liu Yifei thought for a moment, bit her lip, and typed: "At least you said something sensible. Now, give your opinion: do you think my goddess is suitable to play your female lead?"

Su Yu: "Her aura, just standing there, she's the school beauty; the audience would believe it at a glance. Her acting is also good enough; I observed her during the script reading, and she captured the emotions quite accurately. It's just..."

He paused, typed and deleted, typed and deleted again, and finally sent it: "She's just too thin, she could be blown away by the wind. I hope she eats more, so she doesn't faint while filming."

Liu Yifei's smile widened as she read the message. She looked down at her own breasts and realized they really didn't have much flesh.

Shu Chang leaned closer and said, "He said you're too thin and told you to eat more. See, he still cares about you."

Liu Yifei glared at her: "He said it as the director, afraid that I would affect the filming schedule."

"Okay, okay, the director cares about the actors, so you can continue."

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