Scheming and Seduction in Quick Transmigration: The Heroine's Beloved is Mine

His new song came out very soon.

As soon as the intro started, the fans' screams began again.

Although the details are unclear, anything produced by Ke Guidu is bound to be of high quality.

All the songs he has covered over the years have become popular because of him, not to mention the ones he composed and wrote the lyrics for himself.

It'll stay on the trending topics list for several days again.

"I won't look away when I'm in your eyes..."

"Dancing under the moonlight..."

(This uses a real song.)

His singing voice carries the tenderness of first love, each line seemingly conveying his affection through the song, delicate and moving.

This is a very romantic song, and the details are undoubtedly handled very well. For example, the drumbeats are like the sound of a heartbeat, and there is a pause after the heart is moved.

The song expresses the excitement of meeting someone, the nervousness of confessing one's feelings, and the doting helplessness when the other person gets angry after being together.

Sincere and passionate.

The fans recognized it and screamed incessantly.

From the beginning to the end of the performance, Ke Guidu kept looking at Wen Zhining.

"Ahhh, my brother looked at me at the very end of the song!! He looked right at me!"

"Brother, look at me!!"

"The new song is awesome!!"

"My brother is looking in my direction! He's confessing his love to me through his song!"

Compared to the jubilation of the fans, Wen Zhining sat calmly, silently staring at Ke Guidu.

This song was written for her.

That day, he couldn't find a clue no matter how he wrote at home, but just by looking at her, he had an inspiration.

Then he walked towards her, kissed her, and said, "Thank you, sister."

Later, when I was singing in the recording studio, I kept staring at her, even through the glass window, I couldn't take my eyes off her for a second.

The crucial point is that she was standing behind the staff, and right after the recording ended and she left with Ke Guidu, she received a message from him:

[Sister Ning, I'm a guy, and I like women. Although Teacher Ke's singing was very moving and delicate, and I was completely immersed in it, I just like women. Could you please talk to Teacher Ke about it?]

Then she said it.

And then, nothing more.

To prove to her that he also likes women, Ke Guidu took her on a tour of his home to learn about its entire layout.

Amidst the screams of her fans, Wen Zhining snapped out of her reverie, pulling herself out of the memories of her close interactions with their idol.

Fortunately, everyone knows she is Ke Guidu's manager and often listens to him sing, otherwise she would be mistaken for his sister-in-law.

The blue light stick swayed, a color Wen Zhining likes.

I remember when we were discussing the support color for Ke Guidu, it was Wen Zhining who said something to him:

I prefer blue.

He listened to her and decided on blue.

Inside the stadium, the support sticks and light boards were shining brightly. Ke Guidu tilted his head and looked at Wen Zhining.

It's like asking her if she likes this color.

The only color in the venue was chosen for her.

Wen Zhining nodded.

Ke Guidu smiled and held the microphone. "Next is our game time. Whoever's seat the light stops on will be able to come up and play a game with me."

"What game?!"

"Brother, hit me!! I've told you the inside story!!"

"I want to play games with my brother!"

Ke Guidu took out a bag of cookies. "The person who draws this will eat cookies with me. If you eat them until they are less than one centimeter long, you've succeeded."

These words were met with cheers and even sharper shouts from the crowd.

Fortunately, Wen Zhining wore earplugs to reduce the pressure.

This is undoubtedly a perk, since Ke Guidu was immediately targeted by fans who wanted to kiss him as soon as he entered the venue.

When we're eating cookies so close together, we can pretend to accidentally kiss each other and feel like we've hit the jackpot.

pity.

The spotlight stopped on her, and Wen Zhining looked up at the smiling person on the stage.

"Congratulations to this fan! After successfully completing the challenge with me on stage, you will receive my autograph."

The fans in the audience watched Wen Zhining go on stage with longing and regret.

But nobody thought there was a problem.

After all, it's a first-row seat, so it definitely has advantages in every way.

I just didn't expect to draw Wen Zhining.

As soon as Wen Zhining stepped onto the stage, Ke Guidu couldn't wait to walk towards her.

She took the cookie, glanced at him, and gestured for him to tone it down.

He blinked to assure her, then took off one side of her mask and watched expectantly as she put the cookie in her mouth. He immediately lowered his head and put the other side in his mouth.

Wen Zhining ate slowly and deliberately, while the person opposite her ate more than half of the cookies quickly, as if they had never eaten cookies before.

He soon touched her lips.

It's time to separate.

The biscuits have become so short that they are less than one centimeter long.

But Ke Guidu loses his mind the moment he touches her, and instinctively kisses her, wanting to kiss her.

Wen Zhining hurriedly pushed him away, looked at the quiet fans below the stage, and quickly patted him on the shoulder.

Ke Guidu took out the cookie, which was less than one centimeter in size and had been pursed between his lips, and showed it to his fans.

It was so fast that the fans didn't even have time to react before the game challenge was over.

But when they heard Wen Zhining say that she would give away autographed prizes to the fans present, they cheered again.

"Sister Ning is so nice!!"

"Wow, so fast! I didn't even get a good look at the biscuits before they were gone."

"I was watching just now and I thought they were kissing. It was so short."

"Yes, my brother finished eating so quickly, probably because he was afraid we'd be jealous."

"My brother is so nice."

"Ning-jie is great too! I really want to get a personal autograph!"

The lights came on again, and now it was time to randomly select one fan to receive a signed copy of Ke Guidu's book from Wen Zhining.

Everyone held their breath.

Ke Guidu didn't care; he was still savoring the memory of eating the cookies.

When we get back, I'll continue playing this with my sister; it's so much fun.

That doesn't seem to work either; it's pointless. He still wants to eat cookies, so he thinks he should just let his sister eat him.

As I was thinking, the lights stopped, and the lucky fan was chosen.

The big screen shone on her; she was a huge fan of Ke Guidu.

Wen Zhining has some recollection of him.

"This young lady is very lucky. She'll get an autograph backstage later," Wen Zhining said.

The big fan waved her light stick, indicating that she understood.

After the concert, Ke Guidu went backstage to remove her makeup, and fans left one after another, reluctant to part.

"Go back and listen to my brother's new song."

"Yes, let's support them on the charts!"

"This song is so good."

Wen Zhining, a big fan, took her backstage.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard a voice say, "Sister, you're back!"

Immediately afterwards, she saw Ke Guidu open his arms and walk towards her.

"Signed in person?" Wen Zhining asked.

Ke Guidu then noticed the person behind her, took out a photo, signed it, and handed it to Wen Zhining.

"Brother, can I take a picture with you?" Big Fan asked.

"Gui Du must be very tired tonight. I'll make arrangements for when we meet again," Wen Zhining said first.

The big fan thanked him several times before leaving.

I had just turned around and taken two steps when I heard a door slam shut behind me, sounding almost urgent.

She said she wanted to take a photo but declined because she was too tired. However, as soon as she took two steps, her brother couldn't wait to press his manager against the door and kiss him.

If she turned back and listened carefully outside the door, she could hear intimate kissing sounds accompanied by the man's loving calls.