Am I going to be controlled by the players too?

"I love eating beef offal hot pot!"

I snore when I sleep!

"I also have a younger brother!"

"I not only have a younger brother, but also an older sister!"

The two supreme beings fought to the edge of the universe, even obliterating the Great Dao, yet neither was at a disadvantage!

In the café, other customers had already started looking this way.

Cheng Cheng took a deep breath; he decided to unleash his ultimate move.

"At the wedding—" he said, emphasizing each word, "could you cosplay as Furnessa?"

Girls take weddings very seriously, so they would never agree to dress up as someone else on such an occasion, right?

Plan works! I'm guaranteed to win this time!

“Sure,” Zhang Xiaomeng said nonchalantly.

Cheng Cheng's smile froze.

"I can even dress up as a maid, cook for you, and wake you up," Zhang Xiaomeng continued. "I'll help you grind in the second game, and we can go to anime conventions together in matching cosplay outfits. Which character do you like? I'll prepare in advance."

Cheng Cheng's eyes gradually widened.

He looked at her, at her beautiful face, at her clear eyes—

A moment later, he stood up, bowed, and extended one hand:

"Be my girlfriend!"

Zhang Xiaomeng: "???"

“No, buddy,” she stammered, “why are you taking this so seriously? Aren’t we competing to see who can hold out the longest?”

"I like you!" Cheng Cheng said, maintaining his bowed posture. "Please go out with me!!"

"I...I was just kidding!"

Startled, Zhang Xiaomeng jumped off the bar stool and frantically pulled out her phone: "Hello? Hello! Mom! What? Dad gave birth? Twins? What? My little brother jumped out of the delivery room and asked me whether to save the operating room or the hospital? I'm coming right now!"

Zhang Xiaomeng hung up the phone and rushed out of the coffee shop without looking back.

The wind chimes tinkled and jingled.

Cheng Cheng stood still, his hand still outstretched, watching her disappearing figure.

After a long while, he withdrew his hand and sighed.

"Ugh."

He turned to Mu Yuan: "Zhang Xiaomeng has lost today's confrontation."

"Defeat my foot!"

Mu Yuan slapped him on the back of the head, making him stumble forward and almost hit the bar: "I asked you to go on a blind date, and you deliberately caused trouble here, scaring the girl away, didn't you?!"

Cheng Cheng rubbed the back of his head and looked at her innocently: "No, I'm very serious. In the end, I really want to date her."

"Are you serious?" Mu Yuan sneered. "I've never been in a relationship before, but I'm not stupid. Your real plan is to mess things up and then tell me 'the other party didn't like it,' right?"

Tsk, I've been found out.

He truly is a genius scientist!

Seeing his silence, Mu Yuan was furious. She took a deep breath and squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth: "You deliberately caused trouble this time, so it doesn't count!"

But she stopped there.

Even Zhang Xiaomeng, on whom he placed his hopes, was defeated. The only person who could be interested in someone as extraordinary as Cheng Cheng must be someone even more extraordinary, right?

Who in this world can rival him?

Mu Yuan's first thought was of her younger sister, but she quickly shook her head. Who would send a lamb to the slaughter?

If Cheng Cheng were to go on a blind date with his own younger sister, he would probably be in big trouble.

Where else can we find enough extraordinary people to keep Cheng Cheng in check?

Thinking of this, she grabbed Cheng Cheng's wrist and pulled him off the bar stool: "Let's go!"

Where are we going?

“It seems no one can beat you in a 1v1.” Mu Yuan pulled him toward the door with a do-or-die determination. “Wang Po’s matchmaking tour is on its national tour, and it just so happens to be in Dongshui City today.”

Cheng Cheng suddenly stopped in his tracks: "What?"

"It's like matchmaking," Mu Yuan said, turning to look at him. "The most successful matchmaking show in the country, every show is packed with people. I don't believe that among so many people, there isn't someone you like!"

Cheng Cheng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but Mu Yuan didn't give him the chance.

She shoved him into the car, started the engine, and the black Maybach roared out of the parking lot.

…………

3 PM, Dongshui City Convention and Exhibition Center.

Cheng Cheng stood at the door, looking at the sea of ​​people in front of him, and fell silent.

The four large characters "Wang Po Arranges Matchmaking" hang above the main entrance of the convention center, below which is a long queue stretching from the entrance to the street corner, and then turning the corner again, seemingly endless. The queue is filled with men and women, some holding number tags, some holding resumes, and some holding photos, chatting animatedly with expressions of both anticipation and nervousness on their faces.

"How about it?" Mu Yuan stood beside him, arms crossed. "Stunning, right? There are definitely enough people for you to choose from!"

“It’s amazing,” Cheng Cheng said, “but I don’t think I’ll be able to get in line.”

“No need to queue.” Mu Yuan took out a card from her bag. “I paid a lot of money for the VIP channel. I can go straight in.”

Cheng Cheng took the card and glanced at it.

His name, age, occupation, and a line of eye-catching red text read: "VIP-036".

"What you're doing..." He looked up at Mu Yuan, "...was this premeditated?"

“This is called being prepared.” Mu Yuan gave him a push. “Let’s go inside and wait. The show is about to start.”

The two walked through the long queue and entered the venue through the VIP entrance.

The interior of the venue appears larger than the exterior.

A red sofa was placed on the stage, behind which was a huge LED screen that scrolled through photos and blessings of past success stories. The audience seats below the stage were already full.

Further on were rows of matchmaking tables, with men and women sitting on either side, separated by an aisle.

Mu Yuan pressed Cheng Cheng down into a chair in the matchmaking area, then sat in the first row of the audience. She turned back and mouthed something to him:

"Do your best."

Cheng Cheng sighed, leaned back in his chair, and began to look around at the people.

On the left is a man in his thirties, dressed in a suit and tie, with his hair neatly combed, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, nervously rubbing his fingers.

On the right is a girl in her early twenties, wearing a floral dress and exquisite makeup. She is holding a small mirror and looking at herself repeatedly, sometimes pursing her lips and sometimes adjusting her bangs.

Ahead, there was a man and a woman chatting. They seemed to know each other and were exchanging contact information.

Behind……

Before Cheng Cheng could look back, the stage lights suddenly went out.

A spotlight shone on the center of the stage.

A middle-aged woman wearing a red cheongsam walked onto the stage, with curly hair, holding a microphone, and smiling broadly.

Good afternoon, distinguished guests!

A round of applause erupted from the audience.

Welcome to Wang Po's Matchmaking Show – the dating program with the highest success rate in the country!

The applause grew even louder.

"I'm Wang Po, today's host. Without further ado, let's get started—"

She drawled out the words:

"The show is starting! Now, please welcome our first guest!"

There was thunderous applause.

A figure slowly walked up from the side of the stage.

It was a woman wearing a long white dress and a white mask covering her face, revealing only her eyes.

Standing in the center of the stage, Granny Wang raised an eyebrow as she looked at the woman walking up: "Come on, darling, why are you still wearing a mask?"

“I think what he appreciates most about me is my inner qualities,” the woman said. “A woman’s beauty lies not in her appearance, but in her kind heart.”

Sparse applause rang out from the audience.

"So, they're just plain ugly?" Cheng Cheng rolled his eyes. "Or maybe they're just trying to get attention but are too scared to show their faces."

"Great idea!" Granny Wang picked up the microphone, turned to the audience, and said, "Come on, introduce yourself!"

The woman nodded.

“You can call me Instant Noodle Sister,” she paused, “I’m from the West District of Dongshui City, and I currently work in the beauty industry…”

Granny Wang nodded: "The beauty industry is good. Girls can make money and look respectable by doing beauty treatments. Come on, continue, tell me your requirements."

The woman paused for two seconds, then said, "I hope for a dowry of ten million."

The audience erupted in uproar.

"Ten million?!"

"Are you crazy?!"

Even a gold-plated Fu wouldn't cost this much, would it?

Granny Wang was stunned, and for the first time, her smile cracked: "Are you dreaming? Ten million?!"

“I think I’m worth that much.”

Boos erupted from the audience.

Granny Wang sighed, but the smile returned to her face. She turned to the matchmaking section below the stage, raised her hand, and made an inviting gesture: