Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

The meal went fairly well.

During the meal, Ding Heng and Zhao Yanxi mainly steered the conversation, chatting about their future university life, their respective interests and hobbies, reminiscing about fun times in high school, and complaining about a certain classmate...

Wenjing mostly listened quietly, only occasionally answering a question in a soft voice, and she didn't move her chopsticks much.

Zhao Yanxi seemed to have completely forgotten about adding Ding Heng on WeChat, and she maintained a very good sense of propriety while chatting and laughing.

We had almost finished eating, but there was still more than half of the food left on the table.

Zhao Yanxi waved to the waiter: "Waiter, please pack this up!"

Wenjing seemed a little flustered: "Yanxi, isn't this... a bit inappropriate?"

Ding Heng paid for this meal; how could they, as guests, eat and take things?

Zhao Yanxi said nonchalantly, "What's wrong with it? This whole table is full of money! It only takes us an hour to get back to Zhuzhou from Xingcheng. The food will still be warm when we get home. It's perfect for your sister to try."

Soon, several large, elegantly designed takeout bags printed with the hotel logo were filled to the brim.

The two girls each carried two or three items and stood at the entrance of the private room. At first glance, they looked just like delivery girls who had come in a hurry to pick up their food.

Zhao Yanxi waved goodbye to Ding Heng with a bright smile: "Brother Ding Heng, remember to look us up next time you come to Zhuzhou!"

Wenjing stammered, "Thank you...you've gone to so much trouble again."

Ding Heng responded gently, "Be careful on the road."

As the two girls stepped into the elevator, Sister Sun suddenly caught up with them, smiling and asking, "Xiao Ding, your friend was in such a hurry to pay the bill, he didn't ask if he needed an invoice yet?"

Ding Heng was startled. He took the bill and saw that after the 20% discount, it was just over 10,000 yuan.

He turned his head to look at the elevator, and the elevator doors began to slowly close.

Through the crack in the door, Zhao Yanxi made a V sign with one hand and winked mischievously with her right eye.

(???)＜!

His smile was sly and adorable.

Chapter 9: The Girls After Returning Home

Ding Heng returned to the hotel lobby and saw Zhao Yanxi sitting alone on the sofa in the rest area, looking down at her phone while waiting for her car.

"Yan hope!" Ding Heng stepped forward. "Where's Wen Jing?"

"She had a bit of an upset stomach and went to the restroom."

Zhao Yanxi blinked and teased, "What, you're reluctant to part with me, so you came down to see me off?"

Ding Heng chuckled and sighed, "Why didn't you pay the bill earlier...?"

"Oh dear, I promised to treat you. A person should keep their word."

Zhao Yanxi interrupted, her smile bright and cheerful.

"Don't worry, I'm not putting on a show! I did well on the college entrance exam, and my grandparents, uncles, aunts, and other relatives... I got a lot of rewards, enough for a meal."

After saying that, she sighed again, her cheeks puffed out slightly, and she looked aggrieved.

"That's right... I originally planned to use this money to buy a new phone and a better computer to take to university, but now it seems I'll have to make do with my dad's old-fashioned computer for now."

Ding Heng felt a little guilty, since it was he who suggested dining at the hotel.

He really didn't expect Zhao Yanxi to be so "honest" as to treat everyone to a meal right away!

"Come to Xingcheng again next time..."

"next time?"

Zhao Yanxi quickly replied, "Next time I come to Xingcheng, Brother Ding Heng, could you help me produce a full set of films, something more formal?!"

Since he felt obligated to accept the food, Ding Heng couldn't bring himself to refuse and could only nod.

"Just do your best..."

"Great!"

Zhao Yanxi gave a small cheer, immediately picked up her phone, opened the QR code, and handed it to Ding Heng: "Let's add each other as friends first? It'll be easier to keep in touch."

Ding Heng scanned the QR code to add the user, whose nickname was "Lucky Little Zhao," which matched Wen Jing's nickname "Good Luck Little Jing."

The two successfully added each other as friends. Wenjing happened to come out of the restroom and saw Zhao Yanxi and Ding Heng chatting and laughing in the lobby lounge.

Wenjing paused slightly, a strange feeling rising in her heart...

Zhao Yanxi turned around and saw Wen Jing. She immediately rushed over and grabbed her, then turned to Ding Heng and waved goodbye.

"Brother Ding Heng, the car's here. Let's go! See you next time!"

Wenjing also whispered "Goodbye" and left the hotel with Zhao Yanxi.

Ding Heng watched the two disappear into the distance, and the system interface automatically appeared in his mind:

[Territory Status: First Light - Resonance 6%]

"6%?"

Ding Heng was startled.

In the time it takes to eat a meal, the territory resonance level has actually increased?

I used to freeload at hotels quite a bit, but I didn't see any increase in the territory's resonance level.

Could it be... because Zhao Yanxi just made a purchase!?

Ding Heng suddenly remembered that in the first few days after he awakened the system, he was still working foolishly in a Chinese restaurant.

There was an older sister who often stayed at the hotel and would come down to the restaurant to eat from time to time. Every time, she would specifically ask him to serve her. Once, she was so happy that she spent 50,000 yuan on the restaurant, and the territory resonance level reached 5% that day.

Ding Heng hadn't initially connected the two events, but now that he thinks about it...

"Damn!"

After figuring out the cause and effect, Ding Heng couldn't help but swear.

They won't pay me, but I still have to make money for them! This system must have been created by the hotel owner, right?

No way, I have to eat two more Australian lobsters tonight to really vent my anger!

……

On the ride back, the driver was a kind-looking woman in her forties. She seemed to find the two girls pretty and charming, and she kept talking the whole way.

"Young lady, out having fun right after finishing the college entrance exam?"

"Wow, they all scored over 600 points! They're top students! Unlike my unlucky son."

"Do you have a boyfriend yet? You'd better keep your eyes open in college..."

Normally, Zhao Yanxi would definitely be the one to chime in and chat with anyone for a long time.

But today she was acting out of character, spending most of her time holding her phone, her fingers rapidly tapping and swiping on the screen, her lips occasionally curving upwards, her eyes crinkling, completely immersed in another world.

To avoid an awkward silence and to keep the driver from feeling embarrassed, Wenjing had no choice but to bite the bullet and try her best to keep up the conversation, responding with brief "uh-huhs" and "yeahs." Although her answers were short, at least she managed to keep the air from becoming completely silent.

As the car entered Zhuzhou city, the interior finally quieted down for a moment.

Zhao Yanxi put down her phone, let out a long sigh, and a smile lingered on her face.

Wenjing couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Yanxi, who... were you chatting with the whole way?"

"Ding Heng."

Zhao Yanxi answered naturally and casually.

"Have you added him on WeChat?"

Wenjing felt as if her heart had been gently squeezed.

"Yes, I just added it in the hotel lobby."

Zhao Yanxi waved her phone.

Wenjing felt an even stronger emptiness in her heart, as if something that might have originally belonged to her was quietly slipping away.

"What are you guys talking about? You could talk the whole way here."

When Wenjing chats with people, she can kill the conversation in three minutes.

So it's really hard to imagine how Ding Heng and Zhao Yanxi, who have only known each other for less than two days, could have so much to talk about.

"We talked a lot."

Zhao Yanxi shrugged.

"For example, if I want to buy a computer, I can ask him for some advice; most guys know a lot about these things. I can also check his social media to see if we have any common interests..."

She concluded, "What you talk about isn't important; what matters is whether the other person wants to talk to you. If they really want to talk, even if you don't have anything to say, you can still exchange funny emojis."

After listening, Wenjing seemed to have a sudden realization, but then felt a sense of loss.

So this is what chatting is all about?

When Ding Heng was chatting with me, he would always stop at just the right moment. Was it because... he didn't want to talk to me any longer?

The two lived not far from each other. After getting off the bus, they said goodbye and went home with their luggage.

As soon as Zhao Yanxi entered the house, her mother, Zhou Rongmei, came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of sliced ​​fruit.

On the living room sofa sat a slightly overweight, smiling middle-aged man.

"uncle!"

Zhao Yanxi exclaimed in surprise, put down her luggage and rushed over, raising her hand to give her uncle's belly a hard pat: "Why have you gotten so fat again!"

Zhou Rongmei laughed and scolded, "You have no manners, go wash your hands!"

Zhou Rongsen cried out "Ouch!" and rubbed his round belly, not annoyed at all.

He looked at his niece with a smile and exclaimed, "Yan hope is so beautiful! Her eyebrows, nose and eyes are just like yours when you were young."

Zhou Rongsen is ten years younger than his older sister Zhou Rongmei. He is thirty-three years old this year and has made a fortune by riding the wave of opportunity in recent years.

Even though he wasn't married yet, he showered almost all his affection on his niece. When Zhao Yanxi got into Central South University, he immediately gave her a hefty five-figure bonus.

Zhou Rongsen chuckled and pointed to a cardboard box beside him: "It's rare for me to come back, so I brought you a college gift. See if you like it."